1. |
Ouroboros
02:50
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We get used to our doom
We pursue a strange loop
Eternal ouroboros
Another aimless arrow
Breathing, reeling modern artifact
Somehow standing completely intact
I better love my fate
Headed for a chain
We defend an ideal
We reject the spiked wheel
Eternal ouroboros
Another aimless arrow
Aging, changing priceless counterfeit
Bonding, braking for the sake of it
I better love my fate
Headed for a chain
We become the same thing
We succumb to the ring
Eternal ouroboros
Another aimless arrow
Sleeping, fleeting native replicas
Hoping, searching, pleading for what was
I better love my fate:
Headed for a chain
Return to me
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2. |
A Rhyming I
02:22
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I was born in a swarm near the edge of time
With a crooked eye,
I saw my friends pass me twice,
Looked around, not a sound, not a wave goodbye,
I sat beside the silent tide.
I do not need you anymore
I live without a core
I was caught in a knot, body intertwined
With a naked mind,
I slipped into my decline,
Quarantined in a dream, safe and locked inside
I failed to find my inner light
I do not need you anymore
I live without a core
I was free from the seed sown above the spine
With a sacred scythe,
I cut a few Grecian vines,
Though my words were submerged, I felt so alive
And crossed a line I once denied.
I do not need you anymore
I live without a core
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3. |
Singularity Song
01:20
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superhumans on supplemental self enhancers
we chose to chase the cancer
and we demanded answers
limited edition ego, no limit to our cogito, it froze
and preserved our culture
overdosed on our overflowing stimulation
we thrived on innovation
and digital immersion
we necessarily needed an endlessly increasing amount
of information
situated in simulated universes
we blocked our bio-curses
now, our death clock reverses!
a chronological dominance? we dominoed and we descended
into a virtual furnace
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4. |
David vs. David
02:11
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He loiters in a parking lot and grins
He counts his money, not his sins
He lingers on the tongue of a foreign son
He can't recall much
He commands an army of intent
He bled the rest without regret
He'll supply the weapons for a strike
He seeks an ally
He's waiting for a new war
Blank agents to arm
And claim as his
He latches on to tragic acts and says,
"I'll control emotional events"
He portrays a man of common sense
He has the right stuff!
He prescribes an antidote for pain
He demands we up the dose again
He questions previous attacks
He lacks an exit plan
He's waiting for a new war
Blank agents to arm
And claim as his
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5. |
Melodrama
03:05
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please don't praise me.
i wandered without cause.
i emerged from an accident,
and i scurried along
in a gutter somewhere.
please don't save me.
i survived on food alone.
i had no obligations
or symbols to fulfill.
then i made my own.
driven by desire...
the lower...?
the higher...?
a system entertained me
with melodrama.
please don't excite me.
i conquered what i could.
i believed in the accident,
and i carried a gun
in a gutter somewhere.
please don't revive me
and offer me the chance
to activate my bloodstream
and tilt a balanced land
in favor of my own kind
driven by desire...
the lower...?
the higher...?
a system entertained me
with melodrama.
my heart was a flame smothered in gasoline
i had it contained to a certain degree
but i was afraid and orchestrated a fall
a final embrace of nature's joke on us all
fossils of phrases, ancient cities of dust
animals graze where i battled the crust
memories fade, but if you value a scum
consider displaying me in a museum.
driven by desire...
the lower...?
the higher...?
a system entertained me
with melodrama.
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6. |
Everyone Goes to Church
03:44
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get it out.
spill it.
confess your sin.
hell, i don't practice religion,
but everyone goes
everyone goes
everyone goes to church!
i'm a clean, skilled machine
and I worship my routine,
but i wish to secede.
should i run on guilt
until it kills me?
get it out.
spill it.
confess your sin.
hell, i don't practice religion,
but everyone goes,
everyone goes,
everyone goes to church!
i could hide in a crowd,
if i don’t wear a crown.
will you forgive me
if i give my will
to something worthy?
get it out.
spill it.
confess your sin.
hell, i don't practice religion,
but everyone goes
everyone goes
everyone goes to church!
i pray with my behavior
i pay for my behavior
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7. |
Smhilism
02:53
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i don't care what happens to me.
i don't care what happens to be.
when the trouble bubbles into my mammalian brain
with a force of ordered domination ever-ingrained,
i smile against the gravity.
rabid dogs on a
tabula rasa
fools try to unleash
tools of mass disease
if you hammer in the head
with higher laws or heavy lead
or if you meddle with a sign
that you can’t define, get lost!
i don't care what happens to me.
i don't care what happens to be.
when the trouble bubbles into my mammalian brain
with a force of ordered domination ever-ingrained,
i smile against the gravity.
bodies organize
jobs to pluck and prize.
i'm a pawn scheduled to serve
concentrated nerves!
i don't wanna read a form
in the center of a storm!
how could i defeat the reign?
i gotta be insane! get lost!
i don't care what happens to me.
i don't care what happens to be.
when the trouble bubbles into my mammalian brain
with a force of ordered domination ever-ingrained,
i smile against the gravity.
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