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Dopamine Sensitisation
04:12
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Look at the signs of doom
Pick what you like
Celebrate your new contract
The heat through the wall melts me
Count to three
And kill the lights
Human malice
It hurts to have new slaves in town
To love it, you have got to feel the pain
To like it, you have got to grind the grain
To climb the ladder, you blow the horn
And if you like it, you have got more
It is hard for rats to build
An empire with their hands
We will bleed forever
It is so hard for us to embrace
The abrogation of our past
We will bleed forever
Because we signed a tainted pact
Look at the signs of doom
We will bleed forever
The heat through the wall melts me
We will bleed forever
To love it, you have got to feel the pain
To like it, you have got to grind the grain
To climb the ladder, you blow the horn
And if you like it, you got more
It is hard for rats to build
An empire with their hands
We will bleed forever
It is so hard for us to embrace
The abrogation of our past
We will bleed forever
Because we signed a tainted pact
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2. |
Reckless Son
03:24
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Deceived by the light
You reach for your gun
They have been feeding you lies
Every single day
It is a fox in a cage
Whispering hate
One day you chanted peace
But now the drum of war is only yours
I look inside you and there is no light
See how the reckless son’s tyranny has changed your life
The unknown road still marching
I look inside you and there is no light
See how the reckless son’s tyranny has changed your life
Holding the grip with your cold hand
I look inside you and there is no light
See how the reckless son’s tyranny has changed your life
The unknown road still marching
I want to love your past
See how the reckless son’s tyranny has changed your life
But your future is six feet underground
The temples you loved
Abandoned to rot
A great epitaph
For nature dauntlessness
Bloody crowning
For a dead empire
One day you chanted peace
But then you vigorously played the drum of war
I look inside you and there is no light
See how the reckless son’s tyranny has changed your life
The unknown road still marching
I look inside you and there is no light
See how the reckless son’s tyranny has changed your life
Holding the grip with your cold hand
I look inside you and there is no light
See how the reckless son’s tyranny has changed your life
The unknown road still marching
I want to love your past
See how the reckless son’s tyranny has changed your life
But your future is six feet underground
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Delusional Paragon
03:44
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You, eternity
Right and bright
Immortal and arcane
Judge, jury, and fearless executioner
And I, the omega lad
Looking above all
Thinking that I am the one
Who is going to rule the time
So, hold my hand
Follow my lead
One day I will be someone
To rule them all
I am breaking away
Honey, it has been so good so far
I have got an Insta account
That is all I need
I am breaking away
You, serenity
Pagan muse
Sane yet prophetic
Judge, jury, and fearless executioner
And I, a beggar lad
Looking above all
Thinking that I am the one
The future is in the ads
So, hold my hand
Follow my lead
One day I will be someone
To rule them all
I am breaking away
Honey, it has been so good so far
I have got an Insta account
That is all I need
I am breaking away
Follow my lead
One day I will be someone
To rule them all
I am breaking away
Honey, it has been so good so far
I have got an Insta account
That is all I need
I am breaking away
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4. |
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 will sell you a dream until 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 begin 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
Where there is a will, there is a way
And if there is no will you better be dead
Do not 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 begin 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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5. |
Technophilic Hubris
03:32
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Do not kill the lights and leave
First pick up the pieces, clean the debris
Your technophilic hubris
Unbox your dreams, remove the film
Do not kill the lights and heave
Turn your head, admire the ruins and grief
Do not be deceived
Just yet, just yet
Do not kill the lights, believe
Let us try this miraculous therapy
Wrap your ravenous cravings for dosh
In your ostentatious handkerchief
Cover the wounds with green
Outrageous act of bribery
Do not kill the lights and leave
For as long as I am here
And you say
That it hurts
To be self-made
I say...
I would love to float
The river carries sorrow
Bring me away from the edge
Waiting for the death blow
I would love to float
Give myself up tomorrow
You are at the riverbank
Flashing how much you have borrowed
I would love to float
The river carries sorrow
Bring me away from the edge
And pick me up tomorrow
Do not kill the lights, believe
Just wait a couple of years more
Do not kill the lights and leave
I am not done with everything I love
Do not kill the lights and leave
I want to experience everything you destroyed
Do not kill the lights and leave
Just not yet, not yet
It is to you I give
Young age when it lambent peaks
Show me what we both seek
A new dimension in the oblique
I would love to float
The river carries sorrow
Bring me away from the edge
Waiting for the death blow
I would love to float
Give myself up tomorrow
You are at the riverbank
Flashing how much you have borrowed
I would love to float
The river carries sorrow
Bring me away from the edge
And pick me up tomorrow
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6. |
The Theory Of Turbulence
03:36
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I believe we can speak sometimes
About the passions that we share
Neither you nor I am pristine clear
But we are not in the least afraid
Because we always fly high and ignore
The theory of turbulence
Resist, oppose, repel, confront, withstand – caveats of an earthly life
Come on, come on, come on, come on, elevate – defy your fears tonight
Resist, oppose, repel, confront, withstand - forging their long demise
Come on, come on, come on, come on, do not give in – defy your fears tonight
A halfpenny for a humble self-made man
Who dreams of wild wolves with big yachts
Give him fire, give him soul
An eternity with ghouls
Neither you nor I am pristine clear
But we are not in the least afraid
Because we always fly high and ignore
The theory of turbulence
Resist, oppose, repel, confront, withstand – caveats of an earthly life
Come on, come on, come on, come on, elevate – defy your fears tonight
Resist, oppose, repel, confront, withstand - forging their long demise
come on, come on, come on, come on, do not give in – defy your fears tonight
Resist, oppose, repel, confront
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Resist, oppose, repel, confront
Come on, come on, come on, come on, do not give in – defy your fears tonight
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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 us 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 is no man’s land, I gasp for air
And the waiter is not even aware
It is 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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A New Hellenism
03:28
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It is hard to fall asleep at night
Is this the final sacrifice?
They profiteer from wealth and lies
Too many queens in the beehive
Loans
Bonds
From the lava a kingdom rises
I am so cold
Pay the debt and wait on hold
For your true oligopoly dream of thick blindfolds
Enough!
It is time to push for the emancipation
There is only one right side
It is a fact you cannot deny
All actions are justified
If you fight the jingo ties
It is hard to fall asleep at night
Is this the final sacrifice?
They profiteer from wealth and lies
Squeezing sloggers, rolling dice
Loans
Bonds
From the lava a kingdom rises
I am so cold
Pay the debt and wait on hold
For your true oligopoly dream of thick blindfolds
Enough!
It is time to push for the emancipation
My sight
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Nontheistic Mysticism
04:14
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In your mind I die
And I failed to realise
That in my death you search
For the answers to your own demise
Although I want to believe the ascension is real
There is nothing in you divine
Finally keen to accept your policy
If you command me to give up
Orators are exiled
They lie sick in distant lands
Our strongest throats are choked
With blood and tears from the past
Were all our efforts in vain?
Futile - yet every now and then
The hope of the righteous men
Rushes through our veins
Claim the prophets of today
Wings of a dove
Carry me home
To face the ferocity of your kind
Wings of a dove
Carry me home
Shake your feathers
Over my tomb
And cover it with your decline
In your heart I die
And I failed to realise
That in my death you search
For the answers to your own demise
Although I want to believe you will come for me
There is nothing in you divine
Finally keen to accept your policy
You command me to give up
Wings of a dove
Carry me home
To face the ferocity of your kind
Wings of a dove
Carry me home
Shake your feathers
Over my tomb
And cover it with your decline
Crawling out of a hell
The storms begin
An overdose of reality
Crawling out of a hell
The storms begin
It hurts to be aware
That you no longer care
But the manifesto is always there
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Post-punk/Darkwave act hailing from Copenhagen, Denmark.
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