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Sarcophagus
08:18
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Pigs on the oil rigs
Cunts in debauchery pants
Filth on our petrified grid cities we built
not to hurt, on a huge pile of dirt
We are the shadow siamesed fashion devotchkas
We are the starlight people of loneliness towers
This is our land
where we eat and we drink and we shit and we stand
just like
Pigs
Cunts
We have bulletproof glass
on our sarcophagus,
scheming in confined hell
with amphetamines cocktail
We will get what you deserve
robbing all the banks’ reserve
Keep you, poor men, down
keep you hanging on the ground
We're
Pigs promoting war
Cunts Kalashnikov
Flowers Porn Murder
We’re politicians,
our truth values
more dollars
than the commons'
We are pharaohs
inside mountains
of gold and diamonds
We exist so you worship us
We offend so you worship us
We despise so you worship us
We pretend so you worship us
We exist so you worship us
We command so you worship us
We control so you worship us
so you worship us, so you worship us
We exist so you worship us
We’re just like
Pigs on the wings
Cunts playing rants
Freaks economics
Pigs, do the devil’s tricks
we’re just like pigs
we’re just like pigs
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2. |
Glory of Fear
07:13
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I’m a shadow of a man I found
in the mirror pieces on the ground.
All I’m not, all that I could have been
barks invisible in dull reality
I won’t be there when my dreams will fall apart
I won’t be there when I’ll hit this empty heart
Like a ghost, I have no presence,
nobody cares, nobody listens to me
I am a whore
and I lurk for
one life, wasted
fueled with hatred
I am worn out like a drifter of old kind
I am wiped out, I leave no a trace behind.
When I’ll fall, I won’t get up at all,
I won’t be clutching the last straw
I am a whore
Fucked by it all
I cut my tongue
I hear no sound
My eyes go blind
My heart runs dry
My body’s old
My soul’s cold
I always fear
to disappear
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3. |
Idle Sentient Beings
06:20
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One man’s coffin is one man’s treasure
one man’s sorrow is another man’s pleasure
one man’s killing in the name of righteous faith
one man’s dying for a freedom state
and then, one day, we fail again
We fail
Close your eyes so I can see quite clear
our lives reduced to mortal furniture
We’re stuck in middle ground of self-concealing
perhaps we’re only idle sentient beings
and then, one day, we fail again
We fail
to interfere
to own our fear
to elevate
to be the ones to lead our way
Close your eyes, I can see
army-built democracy
Bow your head, they’ll pretend
all them wars will never end
Close your eyes, I can see
rabbit-hole security
Shut your mouth, we can start
something that will fall apart
Close your eyes
Shut your mouth
Bow your head
just another sheep on the assembly line
in the slaughterhouse, motionless, eyes fixed on the bright
display, add to the cart, hashtag, kill your senses,
know nothing of your wasted pathetic little life
We fail
Fuck the wars we never end
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5. |
The Cold Recesses
09:53
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The statues of no symmetry
collapse in autocracy
we ate our gods
Iconic supermarket shelves
turn consumers into slaves
we ate our gods
Decriminalized genocides
play ok compromise
we ate our gods
No satellites no aim no psalm
No safety suicide bomb
we ate our gods
..and suddenly
the world is free
from you and me
from everything lame
everything the same
everything raw
all to go, all to go
K-ching the dirty money flows
to build-up gulag walls
we ate our gods
The economy of death drones
click buy item to succumb
we ate our gods
The Salo way of treachery
oils this machinery
we ate our gods
No Armalites no law no spree
Refugee/ enemy
we ate our gods
We ate our gods
..and suddenly
the world is free
from you and me
(from) everything low
everything slow
everything tame
all to blame
Cold nights, bright lights in a shit hole
Cold signs, sand lines on a burning soul
Breathe slowly for a while the thicker air
Load the rage in time to choose a side
Alchemy of empathy plays an error
Algorithm of casualties prolongs the war
Clean cuts, clean cuts, clean cuts, like surgery
Clean cuts, clean cuts, clean cuts
where are the prophets, where are the martyrs?
the salt sea drank me and other refugees
They say that you wanna kill laugher with prayers
they say that you wanna burn flags
they say that you wanna steal occupied deserts
they say that you wanna freedom with force
They say that you wanna keep calm under the dome
say that you wanna reclaim past glory
they say that you wanna weaponize poor nations
say that you wanna rewrite history
They say you wanna end all wars, but truth is you cannot stop
They say you wanna rebuild life here, but all you do is deconstruct
All your weapons, all your ammo, when gone, you buy more
Cold blood, spilled blood, justified
Cold shore of distant world moonshined
Clean cuts, clean cuts, clean cuts, like surgery
Clean cuts, clean cuts, clean cuts
You don’t know the pain
of being bombed
everyday
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I don’t care for absolution
or intelligent design,
same old curfews’ retribution
come round stalking at my mind
gather your thoughts, fill with them holes
gather your clothes, fill with them your naked bones
the spit, the swallow
the slit, the sorrow
the end tomorrow
the grim mascara
all apocryphal
Soon we are raised to suddenly praise
same narrow books give you the spooks
upon the fragile, the deaf and the blind
the angels lurk, demons lurk, gods lurk
from above
the hate, the anger
the true believer
all apocryphal
all apocryphal
the slit, the sorrow
we die tomorrow
not know how it is
not know how it feels
and you lie to yourself
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7. |
Silence
02:05
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Welcome to the waste,
to the water-less hole
there’s an empty grave
for all leftover flesh rodeos
The silence will lead us to reason
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8. |
Mestaclocan
04:40
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Wakey, wakey rise and shine
been asleep for a long, long time
have a new and smiley face
for you to buy and to embrace
I robbed you in capitalism
Starved you in cold communism
Strangled you with a Klan tie
Once again swallow my lies
Print me on your mighty dollars
share me on your social collars
crown me your democracy
follow me blind, follow me blind, follow me
but it’s all gone, it’s all gone away
like a senseless drone, it’s all gone, gone away
you’ve been blinded, it’s all gone away
Bitches, bitches come my way
for miracles I perform today
I’ll sell your Mecca, your Babel tower
your Jesus, your Buddha, your desert flower
You forgot you revolutionized
forgot you made me run and hide
you forgot you’ve been collectivized
now once again swallow my lies
So, print me on your lousy t-shirts
feed me on your fears to get hurt
crown me meritocracy
Follow me blind, follow me blind, follow me
but it’s all gone, it’s all gone away
like a desert storm, it’s all gone away
never going home, it’s all gone away
you’ve been blinded, it’s all gone away
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9. |
Night Terror
08:09
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There’s a thing I vomit through my mouth
with metal claws designed to rip me out
dark as a coal, calm as to hypnotize
it slowly grows into my head tonight
These are the walls that soon collide
these are the fears that stay untied
if I’m awake and cannot scream
is it a dream within a dream?
(Unleash the rage)
We only survive in the real world,
salvation dismantles the sky above
There’s a beast I swallowed in my lungs
saliva oil with blood to bring me down
These are the times I hate me being alive
but I’m too scared of being dead and dry
(Unleash the rage)
We only survive in the real world,
the answer to our prayers will end the endless pain
It’s how I am, how I feel
how I run inside the wheel
it’s how I start, how I end
how I keep my eyes open
so bring the pain, the noise, the poke
bring the guns, the knives, the rope
collision and falling down
illusion of a steady ground
reality
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For those I loved but could not hold
for those I wronged on staying home like a
leaf, like a hum, like a feather in the air
left behind for a while,
for one day we’ll meet again
we’ll meet again
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11. |
Jackals
12:10
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This is where jackals roam
new predator, scavengers of our soul
this is where hunger leads
on empty streets with empty hearses passing by
all the time I’ve been lied by
paper clerks who want us to abide
this is the land of fraud
its rabid eyes exorcise the killing spree
Behold! the jackals approach
Marching silently
Locked on my mortal remains
Tear me patiently
the silence will lead us to reason
Just when we walk to the edge of the world
We are what we are
With no sheep clothes all naked to the bones
We take what we crave
In locusts’ hordes, the blacken skies we float
We are what we are what we are what we are
This is our stealth design
our stomach mind to snatch your shadow
Each thirty night we feed
on tears and fears, on your frozen sleep
We ditch your leftovers
in some dead end joint, burnt down
So welcome home, you fucker
don’t look, don’t speak, let us collect your dreams
Behold! the jackals approach
We strike as animal drones
Feed us your carnal disgrace
Feed us your emptiness
(My eyes see but I'm numb trash
Their jaws are knives to my flesh)
The silence will lead us to reason
Turn to ash, turn to dust
to something that won't last
Turn around
Turn to weed, turn to snow
to something that won't grow
Turn around
Turn to earth, turn to sky
Turn to something that will die
Turn around
We are what we are
we take what we came for
We are what we are
we take what we came for
We are what we are
We slay what we aim for
We are what we are
we lynch what we crave for
We are what we are
we kill what we love
we kill what we love
we’re just like pigs
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