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Intro: The Hood Maker
03:28
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Born in a world of hurt
Drown in a sea of thought
Dream, currency brought
Stream, sludge of noise and rot
The hood as a mean of subversion
The Free Union and its violent repression
Dream of isolation
Stream, the purest flowing mind
The hood as a mean of subversion
The Free Union and its violent repression
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The New Gods
03:52
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Crazy thoughts in a virtual world
Brand new gods and old 666’s
Synthetic thoughts are craving for
Designer stimuli made for world-wide praise
Dream, dream of new gods
Fear is a new way of worship, the same old ways
Fear, fear the new gods
Shape opinion with 2-D icons
Fit reality to pre-processed forms
Breathe, breathe the new gods
Digi-based life forms dwell in media pieces, surveillance nets
Biomass rule the betting odds, sacrificed itself for new wars
Becoming rulers of the market praise and relics for the new gods
Praise, praise the new gods
Fear is the new way of worship,
the same old ways for brand new gods
Fear, fear the new gods
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Pandemic Economy
03:27
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Seize the pandemic of war
Devour your limbs
Dogs with bloodshot eyes
Staring at a black screen
Corroding remotely
Corroding internally
Seize the pandemic of war
Perpetuate peace
The peaceful economy
Of starving nations
Corporative profit
Corporative model
The margin of error
A margin of death
Corroding remotely
Corroding internally
Seize the pandemic of peace
Perpetuate war
The modern economy
Of new starving markets
Seize the pandemic of war
Perpetuate peace
Corroding remotely
Corroding internally
Droning through life
Droning death
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4. |
The Arch Enemy
03:14
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His doom turned to wrath,
for now, the thought of both
lost happiness and lasting pain
tormented him
Round he threw his baleful eyes
that witnessed huge affliction and dismay
As one great furnace flamed,
yet from those flames no light,
but rather darkness served
only to discover sights of woe,
Regions of sorrow, doleful shades,
where peace, hope and rest can never dwell
For those rebellious, here their prison ordered
In utter darkness, and their portion set
As far removed from God and light of Heaven
As from the Center thrice to the utmost Pole.
To whom the Arch-Enemy, and thence in Heaven called Satan
with bold words breaking the horrid silence thus began.
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Terrible Lie
04:40
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(Hey God) Why are you doing this to me?
Am I not living up to what I'm supposed to be?
Why am I seething with this animosity?
(Hey God) I think you owe me a great big apology
Terrible lie
(Hey God) I really don't know what you mean
Seems like salvation comes only in our dreams
I feel my hatred grow all the more extreme
(Hey God), can this world really be as sad as it seems?
Terrible lie
Don't take it away from me, I need you to hold on to
Don't take it away from me, I need someone to hold on to
Don't turn away from me, I need you to hold on to
Don't turn away from me, I need someone to hold on to
Don't turn away from me, I need you to hold on to
Don't turn, don't turn, don't turn, don't turn, don't turn
(Hey God) There's nothing left for me to hide
I lost my ignorance, security and pride
I'm all alone in a world you must despise
(Hey God) I believed your promises, your promises and lies
Terrible lie
You made me throw it all away, my morals left to decay
How many you betray? You've taken everything
My head is filled with disease, my skin is begging you please
I'm on my hands and knees, I want so much to believe
I need someone to hold on to (I give you everything.)
I need someone I need someone (My sweet everything.)
I need someone to hold on to (I give you everything.)
I need someone I need someone (My sweet everything.)
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From the texts of Oxyrhynchus
Discarded and apocryphal
Witness to the Codex Alexandrinus
and the Codex Ephraemi Rescriptus
As the original Book of Revelations
In an alternative version of reality
Chi, Iota, Stigma was the number of the beast
Dreamt under the influence
Of sodium penthotal
Lies the extracted truth
Of the nature of the beast
The nature of god
The nature of nothingness
Is the human nature
Chi, Iota, Stigma was the number of the beast
From the papyrus of Oxyrhynchus
Discarded and apocryphal
In oldest registry of
The Book of Revelations
Chi, Iota, Stigma was the number of the beast
for it is a human number, this number is 616
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7. |
Scrap for Crumbs
03:56
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Scrap for crumbs
Lust for profit, no trust
Grind them down, starve
Starve
Smash a digit
Kill an option
Crush a subject
Crush your subject
Rotten figments
Of misconception
Lift the remains
Transfiguration
Stocks crumble
Crave for profit, distrust
Grind you down, carve
Carve
Smash a digit
Kill an option
Crush a subject
Crush your subject
Kill an option
Crush your subject
Crush a subject
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8. |
Coked up Ideas
03:34
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Words build up on themselves
One by one, your thoughts are first
Soaked yourself in coked up ideas
You are getting ahead of the rest
Bounce around against everyone
No stupid thought goes to waste
Soaked yourself in coked up ideas
Your mind is a pulp thing to taste
Coked up ideas
All your problems solved
Every connection established
Soaked up in coked up ideas
Every wall is demolished
Coked up ideas
Now comes the cold sweat
Moth is dry, hands go numb
Burnt down in coked up ideas
Everything else is so painfully dumb
Coked up ideas
No point of view, no time to waste
You are going to be ahead of the race
Cracked up in coked up ideas
Life goes down in empty space
So when your heart stats to race,
your mind was a dry thing to taste
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9. |
Couldn't Care Less
04:00
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Craving for control
I wear a mask of sociability
I may be mr personality
But behind the mask, everything is distorted
My loneliness pushes me
To bind torture and kill
Collect bones and heads
Human leather, tooth and nails
I might not fit in
My actions are my art
My legacy to the world
And the attention I crave, all the time
I am above everyone else
I can be whoever I want to be
I can do whatever I want to do
I couldn’t care less for the consequences
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I Woud Prefer Not To
04:14
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Stare at a wall, mind in a hole,
dare to dive to an endless abyss
Dare to dive in, dare to dive in, dare to dive,
I would prefer not to
Dare to not to, dare to not to, dare to not,
I would prefer not to
Act don’t think, act don’t think, act don’t think,
I would prefer not to
Leave me alone, I don’t belong,
actions are useless an endless labyrinth
Dare to act out, dare to act out, dare to act,
I would prefer not to
Dare to not to, dare to not to, dare to not,
I would prefer not to
Speak your mind, spill your guts, don’t be kind,
I would prefer not to
The wall is cracking, thoughts are blanking,
I`m paralyzing from the inside
Try to stand up, try to get up, try to care,
I would prefer not to
Open your eyes, give a sign, lift a hand,
I would prefer not to
Dare to not to, dare to not to, dare to not,
I would prefer not to
Skin and bones, empty sockets, grind to a halt,
I would prefer not to
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The World is on Fire
04:01
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Religious fanatics, the world is on fire
Cryptofascism, the world is on fire
Humanity is burning, society is crumbling
The planet is burning, the world is on fire
Institutionalized hatred as a tool for dehumanizing
Amoral subjects are currency for trading
Treason as an excuse, patriotism abused
No place for anyone but the privileged
Climate catastrophe, world is son fire
Spreading disease, the world is on fire
Murderous tendencies, world is on fire
Crashing economies, world is on fire
Humanity is burning, society is crumbling
The planet is burning, the world is on fire
Politicians waiting for a supposed rapture
People stop trying, not living but surviving
Oppressed minority crushed by the military
Living perpetual conflict in a war for profit
Beheaded secularists, the world is on fire
Mainstream segregation, world is on fire
Humanity is burning, society is crumbling
The planet is burning, the world is on fire
Disenfranchised cultures, world is on fire
Denial of the different, world is on fire
Humanity is burning, society is crumbling
The planet is burning, the world is on fire
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Muerte en la selva
04:11
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Postrado en un catre mugriento
Las moscas sobrevuelan mi cara deforme
El calor es insoportable y el futuro inerte
Espero el fin de esta detestable vida
Prostatitis, inescrutable e inevitable
Espero el fin de esta detestable vida
Solo la compañía de mi amigo
El dolor no cede, la sangre se escurre
Deforme y repulsiva aberración de la naturaleza
Deforme y repulsiva aberración de la mente
Las tripas se retuercen
Tomo la mano de mi amigo
Prostatitis, Inescrutable e inevitable
Espero el fin de esta detestable vida
Solo la compañía de mi amigo
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Funeral planet, dead black asteroid
Mausoleum, this world is a tomb
Human zombies, staring blank faces
No reason to live, dead in the womb
Death shroud existence, slave for a pittance
Condemned to die before I could breathe
Millions are screaming, the dead are still living
This Earth has died yet no one has seen
Funeralopolis, planet of the dead
I don't care, this world means nothing
Life has no meaning, my feelings are numb
Faceless masses filed like gravestones
Sacrificed for the glory of one
Funerary cities, flesh press factories
Corporate maggots feed on the carrion
Funeralopolis, grey morgue apocalypse
Black clouds form to block out the sun
Millions are screaming, the dead are still living
This Earth has died yet no one has seen
Funeralopolis, land of the dead
Nuclear warheads ready to strike,
this world is so fucked,
let's end it tonight
Fuck
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14. |
Outro: The Glitch Maker
03:18
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Randolph Carter Buenos Aires, Argentina
Noise maker from Argentina.
I love 90's underground music, extreme metal, experimental, noise, electronics and industrial
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