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Neglected Synapses
04:01
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Is Babylon within sight
Or are the flashes way too bright?
Watch out for twisted tongues
They’ll sell you a dream ’til kingdom come
And one day you will realise
That the matrix has curled up on your lap
Inherited debt from the past
A burden you lock up in the dark
The broken youth begins to shine
Sleeping in their tainted minds
New school of thought, they draw the line
Modern disease and fake divine
Corrupted beings, they do not hide
Finance your life, crushed by their hands
New school of thought, free market price
Modern disease and fake divine
Knock on the door of demise
Burn the facade then say goodbye
Echoes of the last revolt
Before my eyes the temples fall
If there's a will, there's a way
And if there's no will you better be dead
Don't feed the starving hounds
With your ambition and regret
Digging a hole
How deep is that?
Planting the seeds
For the next round
Digging a hole
With my bare hands
No feast for crows
In these new times
The broken youth begins to shine
Sleeping in their tainted minds
New school of thought, they draw the line
Modern disease and fake divine
Corrupted beings, they do not hide
Finance your life, crushed by their hands
New school of thought, free market price
Modern disease and fake divine
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The Hedonic Paradox
03:40
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Plough the fields and say amen
Genesis of a bitter end
Bury the hatchet and water the rose, my dear
Here comes the storm, let’s be prepared
She drifted back across the dark room
And began to hum the doomsday's tune
Find me a place where I can hide
A hedonic tone to sacrifice
All the stakeholders in the queue
It’s no man’s land, I gasp for air
And the waiter is not even aware
It’s chilly out there so grab your coat, my dear
The peacekeeper is on his way
She drifted back across the dark room
And began to hum the doomsday's tune
Find me a place where I can hide
A hedonic tone to sacrifice
All the stakeholders in the queue
Spraying with thick gloss
The last smile
So it lasts a long time
Wrecked and torn apart
I sailed too many miles
And a million more tonight
She drifted back across the bedroom
And began to sing my favourite tune
A hedonic tone to sacrifice
All the stakeholders in the queue
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Don’t expect the highlights
No one’s gonna put up with your lies
The fall of an empire
Built upon the darkest desires
Dreams collide
You are on your own
The sky is on fire
Smoke
Now wait in line
Forever
The blooming trees
It is our spring
The flowers come
Red, purple, red, blood, purple, red star
Every night I see you
Crawling down a long delusional avenue
No hand reaches out to you
All the times I dreamt this
Poignant bliss
I witness your fall and I feel relieved
To see there was no reprieve
Don’t expect the highlights
No one’s gonna put up with your lies
The fall of an empire
Built upon the darkest desires
Dreams collide
You are on your own
The sky is on fire
Smoke
Now wait in line
Forever
The blooming trees
It is our spring
The flowers come
Red, purple, red, blood, purple, red star
Every night I see you
Crawling down a long delusional avenue
No hand reaches out to you
All the times I dreamt this
Poignant bliss
I witness your fall and I feel relieved
To see there was no reprieve
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A cold stone sits by my side
It tells me it’s time to rest and fly
I cannot see If my demise
Is set for now or I should buy
A ticket for the show
Where your bullet will glow
I failed to abide by the code.
With hindrance I search
For a life like before
A wistful longing
For what I have lost
Fraud in the markets
You sold our love
Gasping and drowning
Between right and wrong
Give me a ticket for the show
Where your bullet will glow
I failed to abide by the code.
I could say more
I could say much more
I could do more
But there’s no time
Oh revenge, sweet desire
Wrap me up in red barbed wire
Dum-dum bullets, a gun is fired
Preaching hate to the choir
This is how they do it:
One, two - formation
Three, four - occupation
Five, six - damnation
Seven, eight - here comes the libation
I could do much more...
Nine, ten - deflagration
Look at the remains of those who belonged
To a land sentenced to cremation
Oh revenge, sweet desire
Wrap me up in red barbed wire
Dum-dum bullets, a gun is fired
Preaching hate to the choir
Oh revenge, sweet desire
Wrap me up in red barbed wire
Dum-dum bullets a gun is fired
Preaching hate to the choir
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