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Heretic
05:06
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Collective intent washes over us
Medicated, listed and crossed off
Indecisive dynamics fill each page
Of standards we cannot please
They don't know we can only choke
Black and white turns us blue
Devise the uncomprehensible:
Erode with creation and innovation
Marvel in overstimulation
And bite the hand that feeds
They don't know we can only choke
Black and white turns us blue
We can only choke
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Hollow
04:49
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Paint the shades in green
Sift through sands on broken knees
Let the clock strike once more
It passed you by
Wither away at time and forgotten memories
New God
Crouch down, clutch (a bittersweet scent)
Hold it close (to your empty heart)
Drain yourself (of the past and then)
Stand by faith (as it falls apart)
Make a choice, release,
Decieve and then believe
And heed all that is and will never ever be
New Gun
Crouch down, clutch (a bittersweet scent)
Hold it close (to your empty heart)
Drain yourself (of the past and then)
Stand by faith (as it falls apart)
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3. |
Dark Complex
04:41
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Into the void
Vision is unobstructed
All the others hang upside down
Patiently for what never comes
With our disguise, we are all eternal
We live across the edge
My soul is empty and lusts
Cause when the sun waits, I dive down
To still recall (them)
Staring at me past my conscience
Something burning on my neck
Smell a victim inside their realm
With our disguise, we are all eternal
We live where no one treads
My soul is empty and lusts
It's full, I feel free
Spread my wings and nothing's stopping me
Cause when the sun waits, I dive down
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Hyperion Inception
04:12
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Wait I here, heart in sync
With the beating of the drum, the shining of the light
You I hear from afar,
Is given to liberate as benefactor of a conquest
We know that we need to make a start
And it's a sure-fire way to fall
Because we're falling far behind and
I know I can't see that shining light
Transmutate your intent for the loose ends to be pacified
Subjugate the judiciary so malevolence can be gratified
Reappear, leave your mark
Bestow a rusty system and make a change, take it to heart
Disappear, manufacture, design, culminate, alleviate
We know that we need to make a start
And it's a sure-fire way to fall
Because we're falling far behind
And I can't see that shining light
Transmutate your intent for the loose ends to be pacified
Subjugate the judiciary so malevolence can be gratified
Skip to the final page,
Reapply your thoughts,
To numbers one and two
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5. |
A Damaged Machine
04:05
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What I didn't know, I didn't want to know it
What I hadn't found, I didn't wait to find out
What I couldn't see, I didn't try to see it
What still makes me sick, I didn't shy away from
I waste all my money on all that does not matter
I burn all my bridges and let them flow out to sea
I take things from those of whom I know can't spare it
And descend to what used to be far above
The spectrum of this life is diluted and afflicted with
Words that fill my conscience with impossible
Have nots, have dones, would have filled these every empty
Words that fill my conscience with impossible
Have nots, have dones, would have filled these every empty
I waste so much time because I've got time to spare
So I sleep for days whenever I get tired
And depend on those who try to pull me up then
Fall back down in through the cracks and hope for the best
I dread all the things that don't need to be dreaded
I break all the rules that I know can't be broken
I neglect the ones that never brought me to do
Anything, anyhow, what is there but insolence?
The spectrum of this life is diluted and afflicted with
Words that fill my conscience with impossible
Have nots, have dones, would have filled these every empty
Words that fill my conscience with impossible
Have nots, have dones, would have filled these every empty
These promises can't see (well can I lay down?)
Rest your head now on this damaged machine
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