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infigliaraukus
02:23
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You are a slave
You are a slave and you don't know it
You are a slave
You are a slave but you can blow it
Drop the pills, drop the bills, drop the satellites
Just because it's on TV don't make the Murdochs right
Bleach your thrills with your failed indignation
Just to submerge in the sufferers sink he suffocates
Fabulous Hand-Made Emotionless Robotic Man
Sewing up his frayed free motion with a trembling hand
But I got away
Circuitry and a grin
Prescription disciplined
Lantern Lit Laughing Chin Ha ha
You're in a cage
You're in a cage and you don't know it
You're in a cage
You're in a cage but you can blow it
Drop the pills, drop the bills, drop the satellites
Just because it's on TV don't make the Murdochs right
Tease yourself on your family vacation
Just to return to the same office he suffocates
Fabulous Hand-Made Emotionless Robotic Man
Sewing up his frayed free motion with a trembling hand
But I got away
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Coffin Party
03:37
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I've been to Hollywood
So many beautiful people
So busy looking so good
They're all in love with themselves
Excess, Material wealth
They'd kill for cash if they could
They say am I gonna benefit
What can I get out of this
Am I gonna benefit
What can I get out of this
If ever a man washed the blood from his hands
In an effort to rescue his soul
Would he find his relief
In himself or belief of a god that to him is unknown
Come to the Coffin Party
Your invitations in stone
Come to the Coffin Party
Everyone's dyin' to go
We'll hide and separate you
And you will do what you're told
Prescribe and medicate you
And make you sick when you're old
Good is all so relative
If it brings you relief
I was told to believe like you've done
Was the tailors who wrote
when the history books spoke of who won
Now you're cold and afraid
with your naked remains in the ground
And the choices you made
wrote the laws you obeyed with the crowd
You say Am I gonna benefit
What can I get out of this
Am I gonna benefit
What Can I get out of this
And do you know who you follow
Or who's perceptions you borrow
Do you follow?
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Dance For The Moon God
06:14
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The graces of my fear
Let me crawl through a narrow
Avenue that the sun never knew
Wind carried sound
On a gold-plated arrow
Through my ears
Though them deaf and I mute
Sons and daughters
Guns without fathers
Suds and colors
Don't drink the holy water
God Lives in a Castle
God Lives in a Castle
The more you feel like you know
A step behind humbling doubt is in the shadow
The more you feel like you know
The more you feel like you know
This is just a post-industrial crime
I feel warm in my time
Censor now and question later
Infants in an incubator
Whisper now and rescue later
God is in the elevator
God lives in a castle
God lives in a castle
God Lives in a castle
God lives in a castle
The more you feel like you know
A step behind humbling doubt is in the shadow
The more you feel like you know
The more you feel like you know
This is just a post industrial crime
I feel warm in my time
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All Rather Dead
08:29
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Mindlessly marching in lifeless lament
With your caps in the clouds
And your souls in cement
Alas I'll allow you to swallow its scent
And laugh at your life
As its service is spent
Learn we've not if loved we've not
The soul is a seed
It's what you love
Not what you lose
Your seed will grow in what you choose
Lost we are all afraid to suffocate
On the things that you think
That you need for survival
You cheer when you choke
Cos you think you're alive
Alive you are not
Rather Dead, All rather dead
Rather Dead
All Rather Dead as the Devil
Whose hells in your head
Alive you are not
Rather dead, All Rather dead
Mindfully marking a life of regret
Well you'll start living soon
But you haven't just yet
A swallowing sorrow
Your dearest old friend
Well I guess this is it friend
We're nearing the end
Learned we've not if lived we've not
The soul is a seed
It's what you love
Not what you lose
You're seed will grow in what you choose
Lost we are all
Afraid to suffocate
On the things that you think
That you need for survival
You cheer when you choke
Cos you think you're alive
Alive you are not
Rather dead, all rather dead
Rather dead
All rather dead as the devil whose hells in your head
Alive you are not,
Rather dead
All Rather dead
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