1. |
A Void
03:46
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The feel
The taste
The sound
The place
The memory
The tragedy
The atlas on your back
The scene of the attack
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2. |
No Ctrl
04:50
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You’re fine
Everything is an energy shift and a weight to be lifted
You’re mine
That’s the reason you were ever fine in the first place
You’re bleeding
It’s a wonder you’re alive cause you thrive on a fuck and a beating
And everything’s an opportunity when you’re a finely tuned opportunist
You win when you wiggle out of the way
Decide
Would you rather be hard of hearing or seeing or tongue tied
Here is the selection
Choose the one that whets your appetite
You win when you wiggle out of the way
Wrestling me free of happiness health and home
I’d hate to see how we handle these things alone
Incite
What you can with the hand of a man who is deeply divided
You’re mine
When the depths of division distill the deception
Seceding
Would belittle The Throne Of The Hive but inspire the tribe
Cause everything’s an opportunity when you’re a finely tuned opportunist
March to the rhythm of the sinking sand
You hold the heart of another in your own hand
If we could breathe for each other you would understand
That I can breathe in twice as hard as a normal man
And hold out twice as long
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3. |
Another Nothing
03:38
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There’s another nothing not happening here
And here is another place
Celebrate the something sucking your soul
And stealing the smile from your face
They compliment your great anxiety
Coordinate your coast to luxury
And when you get accustomed to the speed of things
They add apostrophes
Listen to the sounds in your head
Cause you’re nothing more than an antenna
And if you had the sense to be dead
You’d be closer than anyone ever came before
There’s another frequency licking the air
And listening to your life
You’d better not belabor what’s righteous and fair
They’re not Gonna tell you twice
They’d really rather rip you right in two
Than ever cop to what they plan to do
And when you let them lift you up and dust you off the reckoning ensues
Before you turn into a device
You’d better run for your life
They’re coming quickly with a new technology knife
To cut you open and see what’s inside
And to harvest your pride
And to make it all their own
All their own
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4. |
Coded in Time
04:36
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Regret begets regret
We get what we want when we are circumspect
Don’t you be too soft to come correct
Or direct
We would behoove ourselves to aim below what we expect
We’re coded in time
I would say we’re flying slightly blind
When gold presides and production slides and we fail to react
We fall behind and we become blind to manufactured facts
They take a slice to find out what kind of beast our blood attracts
I hope our necks are nimble enough to circumvent the axe
Pursue review eject
We’re all soaring eagles ’til the plane is wrecked
Don’t you let pollution take effect
And don’t forget
Pollution is part of the reason we marvel at every chromatic sunset
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5. |
Acceptance
04:31
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6. |
Prying Eyes
04:04
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Intentional delays are displays that we hope to erase in case of invasion
Cause we don’t have the heart to hold the line
Your reflection isn’t accurate
Your mirror isn’t true
To see the end of awful is to see the end in full
A nightmare seen with open eyes is better than a dream
The hole that you've been trying to fill is
Letting out the steam
So when you’re old and grey and decay has taken form and face
Don’t retrace
Don’t complain
You never had the heart to hold the line
You never had the strength to do the time
Curtail the pleasure by difficult measure
Pop the top and release the pressure
Letting out the steam
For interloping prying eyes
It’s time to go to school
You can’t see the mess we’re in so
FUCK THE GOLDEN RULE!
No one turns and runs in the direction of a scream
The hole that we’ve been trying to fill is
Letting out the steam
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7. |
Super Spy
05:19
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Festivity never fares so well when faced with refusal to learn
I voluntarily stay in hell so I can watch you burn
I document every crime you commit and I’m keeping impeccable track of it
Every little crack will soon be sealed
I’ve got a tragedy trowel
No need to move the lips when you can orate with only eyes
And if you could read my mind you’d see it’s planning a big surprise
Planning a wake for the wasted hours
Planning a wake for the wasted lives
Sweetening up what is sick and sour
Settling up with a friend of mine
I should have prayed for the day
I should have opened up my mouth and made great waves
I should have given OKs
I should have reached out with both hands and given shake
The hero’s solution has come into play
It’s the greatest solution solving today
When the light of the moon resembles the sun
You’ll get a hem and a haw from everyone
At least you got to hear what I had to say
Even if I never had the chance to play
The game
Never you mind the infractions behind you there’s no use rewinding the tape
Don’t try to put an elaborate spin on
The truth you can never escape
You’re not saving face
Your heart is out of place
The hero’s solution has come into play
It’s the greatest solution solving today
When the light of the moon resembles the sun
You’ll get a hem and a haw from everyone
At least you got to hear what I had to say
Even if I never had the chance to save
The day
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8. |
Night Things
05:25
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A pestilence is playing the field
The hole you’ll fall into has been drilled
A little laser lights your location
The station to be razed
Beneath your feet will soon be far above
This we do because you dare to challenge the way we choose to love
LOVE
Let’s not let the weapon fly too far
It’s cool with me if you chose to be the way you are
Paralyzed by the posture of things
Tied to a stake and given wings
The struggle only serves the location
The station to be razed
Without what we were hoping you would do
It’s certain death if you decide to face the melee which ensues
If I could rule both worlds
I’d grab a little bit and take it off of your shoulders
So separate these words
From the ones you heard before that made you colder
I wish you well
Your stories only tell
Of how your heroes failed
I wish you fell
But
I wish you well
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9. |
Parachute and Savior
06:09
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This is the final time
This is the final rhyme
Regarding what you mean to me and
Calculating what should be
This is the final time
This is the final time
I know I only speak to you in times of doubt and trouble
And for all the time that’s in between I try to keep it subtle
I’m sorry my subservience so synchronously waivers
But when I fall I call on you my parachute and savior
You are the reason why
I won’t spread my wings too wide
And I pilfered all my purity for pride
I guess I never thought I’d ever have to make decisions
So final and so ferrous and devoid of any vision
Deregulating reasoning
Regaling in revision
I invoke the just in case clause to avoid a cold collision
Your God can be love again
Love again and nothing more
Sum total of knowledge
Of all who were before
Accelerated natural selection
Take away our boundaries and we’ll choose a new direction
So I guess it’s time I bring you up to speed
Here is a heart that never has a chance to bleed
And though it tears me up I must concede
Still I am wan to let you plant your seed
Because I barely ever brave the weather by the book
I think it’s time I turn a page and take another look
My optimism ails me
My escape is well in sight
My religion really looks more like the switch than like the light
You took them all away from me so early
I place the blame between my bouts of faith
A symphony so sour and so surly
I wish I knew the way to lift the weight
Your God can be love again
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10. |
Cat Scan
03:25
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11. |
Now and What Used to Be
04:19
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Only blink if the itch is more than a normal human brain can bare
When you supersede their creed their credibility crawls on its knees
Ignore them patiently
Endure negotiations raging seas
And may the deadliest diseases drain directly into history
I can’t believe
You could ever be so mean
I’m watching your betrayal on a video screen
Your humanity is melting right in front of me
And dripping through the spaces in between
What is now and what used to be
Only sleep if the length of slumber is shorter than their attention span
If a god can stay awake then certainly this monster can
Ignore the urge to feed
Cause they’ll come back and beg repeatedly
They have the deadliest diseases creeping through their veins like little thieves
There’s no room for pride
When you’re trying to stop a drawn out suicide
There’s no room for pride
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12. |
Death March
03:34
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Despite your discerning features
The little laconic creatures
Of the world that you just took over
Are beginning to become sober
Disciples are the first detractors
When they find out their saviors are actors
You forgot to figure in the human factor
In spite of your best intention
You’ll drown in your own invention
Think of your leave as suicide prevention
With hate regulating your reason
Your rhetoric sounds like treason
Better hide all the guns before pig hunting season
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13. |
Zero Zero
04:47
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The pulse quickens
The tension thickens
The goal is to blow the roof off this old and indistinct religion
I think the reason we turn to this is clear
We can’t be trusted our thoughts are adjusted to how we deal with fear
Below the flow of hot metal’s glow is where I long to see you
God bless the cold aluminum wings that lift you up and free you
And I will not fear
When your heart’s not here
Cause your hands are there
And your head is clear
This power extension
Is vermin prevention
Our bellies are full
We’re ready to rule
And regulate your vision
I think the weight of the weapon makes it clear
Your ill-gotten power will certainly sour
Unless you let us steer
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14. |
Walk Through Me
04:40
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He contacted me and we got together on two or three
Points of contention, in regard to your ascension
Into a place that defines obscurity
All your rhetoric runs aground
Without a soul to save
And when we wish to be larger than life
We come back from the grave
We can choose to see
Whatever side we perceive to be worth our being
And in prevention in regard to your intention
I think your time would be much better spent on a lesser catastrophe
History is unreliable
It’s viable to believe
That every word we’ve been fed since the day we were born is poison
At least we bleed in a similar way when we can’t always bleed the same
Carrying on and corrupting the cause under one common righteous name
I’ve had it with hearing of how we’ll be living when He hobbles back to reign
You sever your ties with your GOD when you sever a vein
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Crawl back hide your face
You don’t wanna show it here anyway
By reason of all of this treason and trickery
Sit up straight raise a glass
Pay a little homage to an imperfect past
To the light that lit your way
And when they ask
Where you got your mask
Don’t A\VOID the task
Of telling them the truth
You took it from the light
Without a proper fight
To hide the many faces of your youth
So when your dirty little thoughts start to simmer
Take your dirty little finger off the dimmer
When unsolvable problems begin to figure
Keep your dirty little finger off the trigger
Reel back write your will
We’ve been looking for a little pest to kill
By way of betrayal and beckoning bravery
Stand up tall turn around
Tranquilly tiptoe off this hallowed ground
By the light that lit your way
I’ll shine it bright
I’ll hold it right
So you don’t stumble
On your way out
Who turned the light on?
Who lit your way?
I bet you think of me every day
And it probably pains you to think that way
I’ll never relieve you of having no words to say
What’s mine is mine every part
Like a shooting star through your heart
Burning up on reentry and sending you back to the start
The price you pay
Arrives today
So please get out of the way
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16. |
The Void
02:56
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The turn of phrase
The word
The sound you swore you never heard
The distance at your insistence begets a beautiful thing destroyed
The least you can do is see this all through and try to traverse the VOID…
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51 Peg Washington, D.C.
51 Peg are a dark synth rock band, influenced by Depeche Mode, NIN, and more. Named after the extrasolar planet 51 Pegasi.
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