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End of the World Party!
03:46
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Population: about to blow into tiny particles
It’s such a shame... or maybe not
Who really knows?
In a bunker underground
A computer will record the whole event
It might be useful knowledge someday
For someone
As the sky explodes and walls collapse around us
Nothing’s wrong, it’s just a reset
Cause I want to combine our minds and bodies
Float away, melt away
A chromosome is being slain
It fucked us all up too many times
And it was on the way out anyway
Population about to blow
We’ve got some sweet technology
So let’s create all the people we want to know
Let’s become the Gods we knew we could
And build dystopia into this soil.
‘Cause I want to combine our minds and bodies
Float away, melt away
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2. |
Worm Eat King
03:11
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As fate rushes at your blinking face
All those thoughts you never thought to think
Inevitability to erase
Donation. Replacement.
Clouded sky’s a very lonely place
And there’s real estate beneath the earth
It’s true it’s hot but but neutral embrace
But what an embrace, such an embrace
Double technicolour snakes of life
Timeless lovers ever being untwined
Hydra is a friend that springs to mind
Winding out the longest race in time
Farewell the angels hunted on this Earth
Who flee from Titans, traitors, hide in dirt
No gratitude, no love, no return
Then nothing, nothing more
There was a Cat named Ana, and we Met
Trained me secretly in distant caves
Whispered to me the secret of life
So finally my sparkling eyes could set
Farewell the angels hunted on this Earth
Who flee from Titans, traitors, hide in dirt
No gratitude, no love, no return
Then nothing, nothing more
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3. |
Maryland, 1951
04:34
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A knot inside my soul, and my shell
And now you whisper love to a tube of cells
A gift of lechery, what a joke
What was a human being has now been revoked
They charred my skin to black, they want to help
Fused metal with my flesh to no avail
Lord it just feels like this blackness
Is spreading
Lord I just feel this blackness
In zero gravity, I’ll guard the world
Wonder why melanin matters at all
In stainless steel vats the war will end
A life is a small price for an epidemic
A seed in unmarked soil calls rebirth
A thousand tonnes of flesh
I’ll wrap around this Earth
Lord it just feels like this blackness
Is spreading
Lord I just feel this blackness
Lord it just feels like this blackness
Is spreading
Lord this blackness
It is spreading all inside me
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4. |
She Will Heal the World
04:29
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This disorder is a double blade
And we’re missing the sage
Building temples, neon and cement
The crew’s gone insane
From a watchtower the view should be great
But there’s skin in the way
Lost in building these mountains so high
The valleys will die
Drawing inwards, our nature’s astray
Why make a clade?
From a blue star, they’ll think it is strange
We’ll break down this cage
Someday she will heal the world
Someday she will heal the world
She will heal the world
Someday she will heal the world
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5. |
Timefreed
02:51
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Clocks are countdowns
Batteries expire
When ions don’t flow any more
You see when Clock died
Hearts beat life drum
If you trained your mind
To read hearts like electricity
You’d see when you’ll die
Clocks are countdowns but
If you trained your mind
To break free of this human cage
You’d see through all of time
See the day you’re born
See volcanoes erupt
See the Earth taking form
See when your heart stops
See life evolve
See the cosmos begin
See nothing in a black hole
See when entropy wins
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6. |
The Master
03:21
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Tumbling through the sky, way too fast
It’s hard to see with the sting of the smoke in my eyes
Got to act or it’s going to crash
These axiom engines are bursting with flames
Looking back, it’s a shame but we must
Define and quantify everything
Even values don’t deserve trust
The reasons are unknown to me
Pull myself out from the twisted wreck
No idea where the hell I’ve ended up
Giant mushrooms loom overhead
Gotta go and find my way back
I see gnomes that are stealing from nests
Salamanders in lecherous embrace
Cannot feel the sylph overhead
The nymphs will not touch my face
Finally I will climb back up
To a cliff top, wind whistling through my hair
And I see I might never find my way home
But maybe that isn’t so bad
Finally I see that the land around me
It is beautiful
And though I may never fly like before,
I can make new engines with this
I can make new engines with this
I can make new engines with this
I can make new engines with this
Gonna fly away with all this
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7. |
Who We Are
03:58
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A flash of recollection
A spark from dusty old cells
I sometimes fall out of time
Out on the street today
I thought I saw your face
Of course it couldn't have been
All of our drunken talks
Warm evenings walking the streets
Our clever turns of phrase
I miss our shitty jobs
You smoking by the window
This was our only place
And now I know just what it means
It’s the places that we live
And the people that we see
And the time in our life
All these things combine
And that is who we are
You said: life’s a continuum
We stay the same, we just change
I’m not sure that I agree
I’ve had so many lives
And though my face is the same
I’m not sure much else is
Through all our petty squabbles
Riding the train home at night
Curled up watching TV
I know we can’t go back
Time drags us down like a stone
It sticks like gravity
And now I know just what it means
It’s the places that we live
And the people that we see
And the time in our life
All these things combine
And that is who we are
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8. |
Tiny Latex Hearts
04:07
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In rusty cells in a grid
We are plugged in
All made from junkyard parts
My dirty heart
Oh! Blood in the sky
And oil inside
Oh, life in your eyes
It’s a disguise
It’s hard to breath with this tiny latex heart
We ride through acid rain
In pH-buffered streetcars
Your piston grip in mine
My clockwork mind
Oh! The grand design
It all unwinds
Oh, hope in your eyes
It’s our last time
If plants and toys recoil, devote themselves to maths
The scratchy patched-up guards will never see what hit their plans
A kingdom wondering what’s waiting in the bathwater
I’ll tell you, it is not a thing to leave to chance
A candle in the night
And things will be alright
A candle in the night
And things will be alright
It’s hard to breath with this tiny latex heart
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9. |
This Diapause Life
02:25
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Dark of night
I’m drifting home like a moonstruck moth drifting out to sea
It’s a lot to take
And I see everything so clearly with my weary eyes
We do not get wise
I’ve stayed here too long, and now these coupons for chances are all expired
But I’ve got one thought
I used to have more, but I don’t know, I guess they fade away
Turn right at the store
The same graffiti, the same broken glass... what was I saying?
Pour me out and
I’ll blow apart like a cloud of dust spreading in the breeze
Yeah I’ve often felt
The story never was quite as good as it could’ve been
And I think I must be missing out
‘Cause all my heart’s doing is pumping blood
And all these leaves
Raining down around me
Born from soil, there I’ll return
Trailing disgrace with my mess
You wonder how it came to this
Trapped in skin, seduced by age
Spirals yearning to unwind
We will always be upstaged
Good things grow to slightly worse
I love you all
I’m sorry that it ended up like this
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10. |
Protest, pts 1-4
04:55
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11. |
Down with the Shah
03:18
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Lost in pages
I’m a sabre
Purpose in my hands
In a dreamscape
Steeped in heathens
Flaming stone in the sky
Come my brothers, the puppet is blowing west
Time to cut the strings
In the desert the tiger waits for us
Down with the Shah
On a dead wind
In a clay house
I prostrate myself
Cultivating
Holy keratin
Don’t you trust this face?
Come my brothers, the puppet is blowing west
Time to cut the strings
In the desert the tiger waits for us
Down with the Shah
I can see that your treatment has been most revealing
Barring certain symptoms, it’s doing you hell
Eating your dreams with your semen and your beliefs
Where’s your God now?
I can see that your sutures will be coming out soon
You know that it suits you, that collagen brand
Spreading disease for the good of society
Broken teeth and a smile spreads in me
Perfect poetry
In the desert revival waits for us
Down with the Shah
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12. |
Stuck in a Sine Wave
04:10
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What a bitch reflection is
It makes me see how randomly we’re built
It’s just arbitrary choices and
Environmental forces that shape us
If I was blown into this world again
Maybe I would land facing north not west
And in this swirl of different outcomes,
I probably didn’t pick the best
It gets a bit depressing,
So maybe just don’t think about all this
What a bitch perspective is
It lets me see how pointless life can be
How many helpless people must’ve realised
The same damn thing?
But for that matter what’s the point in
Worrying about the pointlessness?
Yeah I guess this is how
Quietly, happiness creeps in
And though I’m always searching,
I do not have an answer for all this
This will be nothing when it’s through
This will be everything when it’s through
This will be nothing when it’s through
This will be everything
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