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Poison Spitter
01:57
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The image I'm invoking
bears no resemblance
to what I aim to be
The hate within is choking
of what remains of transcendence
to self-delusions and make-believe
Poison spitter
Wrench thrower
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Wrench Thrower
00:40
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I have no intention
to fulfill my duties
unfinished business
unconditional resentment
Poison spitter
Wrench thrower
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Bescherung
00:35
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Waiting for the waiter
forcefed since birth
don't know any better
waiting for the server
man's one true nightmare
a mechanical extension
terminal stages
of self-imposed stasis
after the light goes out
you will soar to eternity
like missiles
rest assured
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Son of God Sonogram
02:14
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Have you heard about the evil man
At the age of five he stuck a knife into his mother's womb
Pecked the eyes of his brothers, gargled, gently
Stuffed a mattress with breasts slit from his sisters
Here's a photo of him in a magazine, facing the camera, drinking blood out of a porcelain pint, in color
Have you heard this evil man
sing a song for your glory
have you seen him stripped
make a name in your story
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Castration of every imperialist hound
and desensitized drones of the patriarch praxis
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6. |
A Coin Tossed
00:50
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Zounds of primates
Eyes white phosphorus
Shaking blades
Ready to burst
Ramparts are crumbling
Black bile breeding
Warlike chanting
Over their heads
Coins tossed forever
Game is endearing
All lack of humanity
Hunger for hope
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What better prize than to see one fall?
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Endurance and Transition
02:11
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Someone in the future is unmasking
shedding the skin aching for a change
spreads its vestigial wings shied away from all the splendor
gives up the competition and goals to unlimited growth
Still the suits keep asking, is that paramount to
the tantalizing effect of premeditated torture and free consumerist bliss?
Wonders of belittling mankind and their imagined property
makes you hope that the end is nigh and we'll see
Someone in the future is unmasking
shedding the skin aching for a change
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Cloven Hoof Shoes
03:46
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Death dealer cogwheels keep on turning
Pawns of the powermad lust for learning
To what extent it needs to be done
To what extent it's all collateral
Peacekeepers until ammunition is passed
Opportunist big mouths chewing on cloven hoof shoes
To what extent it needs to be like this
To what extent we suffer and adapt
Should I honor the fallen to boost the morale?
Should I extol the one who takes up arms
to increase the will to defend?
I'd rather let it wither
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Panoptic Cop Behavior
00:53
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Who holds the all seeing scepter
Who defines what is sound and just
Who speaks softly with a big stick
Who mows the grass so the snakes can't hide
Listen and you shall inherit
Kneel down and you will prosper
Long life only burdens your kin
Set free demons of the atavist creed
Necropolitics of what sunk in
Waving signs of what tomorrow may bring
Say it right, say no more, keep your feelings at bay
Questions unanswered are meant to sting
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Swords to Plowshares
01:00
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Godspeed the com jammers' precariat prophecies
Feverish curiosity grounded in kindness
Alienated from the masculine
Forever providing negative value
Indifferent to what gods they held dear
they chose empathy, most did not
Beat the last swords to plowshares
Love is an act of utmost rebellion
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12. |
Futile Race
01:56
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Futile race
Futile race
Lashed by the neck to this worry-go-round
Endless maze
Endless maze
Down to the acid pits, unmarked and drowned
The feeding hour for the early adapters
Splash zone seats are going fast
Primal ooze swelters out of its safehouse
Buckle up, this is meant to last
Metal monoliths on unpredictable trajectories collapse on the daydreamer
Call off the search and cut the main artery, it's time to dive in
Futile race
Futile race
Lashed by the neck to this worry-go-round
Endless maze
Endless maze
Down to the acid pits, unmarked and drowned
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(instrumental)
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Anthropomorphisms
05:02
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Not yet acquainted with the deepest of griefs
Set for the inevitable, apprentice of reality
Wandering mind through the bloody end transpire
Guilty as charged for the casualties of vanity
Motherfaced villains, enochian voyeurs
Treat with compassion and tighten the screw
Nothing is holy, all are sacred
Everyone is family, no one related
Sacrosanct cynicism, wavering smiles
Sound the dinner bell, they're baring teeth
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