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Street Train
03:59
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You’re too slow
You’re too wide
You’re too late
You’re Vaporised
Buffalo left
You’re torn in half
This pulsing snake
Must clear a path
Walking at night
Into the void
Keep to the side
Or be destroyed
Following our tracks
You cannot hide
Our thrusters fire
Nothing survives
This heat just gets under my skin
I feel another spell begin
I wish you’d see it my way
Mistakes are shovels filled with coal
It’s time for braver wheels to roll
Why can’t you see it my way?
It’s time for braver wheels to roll
You think your flesh will make us bend
Steel wins another round again
This challenge never seems to end
New pioneers keep piling in
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2. |
Thin Skinned
05:40
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Feelings hurt but starvation is worse, I promise
A body withers like it’s under a curse, I promise
It’s not to late for one of us to reverse the process
thin skin thin skin
A gulp of water only moistens the sores, you know it
Your throat is cooler but you’re spitting up teeth you know it
the birds are circling, I guess that we’re starting to show it
thin skin thin skin
Hypnotized by the shimmering waves on the deep
Think of anything but hunger and thirst and the heat
The things that go through your head
when you’re waiting to eat
thin skin, thin skin, thin skinned motherfucker come on
The sea is getting higher and higher you better
Pull your straw, make it fast, the sooner the better
the sun has broiled any chance that we both might win
thin skin thin skin
my heart is slowing with the beat of the waves we gotta
put our numbers, 1 and 2, in a hat we gotta
quit pretending that our ship is coming in
thin skin thin skin
Hypnotized by the shimmering waves on the deep
Think of anything but hunger and thirst and the heat
The things that go through your head
when you’re waiting to eat
thin skin, thin skin, thin skinned motherfucker come on
Feelings hurt but starvation is worse, I promise
A body withers like it’s under a curse, I promise
It’s not to late for one of us to reverse the process
thin skin thin skin
if you’re the winner I won’t make any fuss, man
there’s never been a bitter word between us, man
but if you lose, I’m eating every cut man
thin skin thin skin
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Sacrifice, my happiness for yours every day
No regrets, I wouldn’t have it any other way
Miserable days and lonely nights
But when I see you smile, everything’s alright
Suffer, I’ll suffer, I’ll suffer
So I can be with you
Suffer, I’ll suffer, I’ll suffer
So I can be with
You will never, you’ll never know
the hell that I’ve been through
Dying inside, I do my best to hide my pain from you
Miserable days and lonely nights
But when you wrap your arms around me,
it’s all worthwhile
Suffer, I’ll suffer, I’ll suffer
So I can be with you
Suffer, I’ll suffer, I’ll suffer
So I can be there for you
Sacrifice, my happiness for yours every day
No regrets, I wouldn’t have it any other way
You will never, you’ll never know
the hell that I’ve been through
Dying inside, but I do my best to hide
my pain so I can be there for you
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The low stimulations I choose for myself
might never fulfill me again
It’s time for the system that leaves no recourse
floods all the roads and propels me by force
exposing new pathways till I am the source
You can ring every bell and close every book and
blow out the candle you’ll never extinguish the sun
Waiting for just the right knife
to carve my name into the moon
I had a map half drawn but I think it might be too late
I had a ship half built but I think it might be too late
Gone is the thrill of the hunt
too young to be buried in sand
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Hands to work and hearts to God.
No amount of light can save you
from being stuck like the pig you are.
Like a pearl of great price, this lust won't be denied.
Spill the seed, done the deed, now you gotta let it ride.
Sweetest taste of a love divine.
This pen to blood won't let you go
The pleasure that awaits you
in exchange for the soul they take from you.
Before you sign on the dotted line,
there’s something you ought a know…
The Devil’s in the Details
In the name of the Healer
the Great Deceiver.
This faith is your disguise
fouled bed in which you lie.
Innocence is placed in your hands
Retribution demands
An eye for eye, tooth for a tooth
you find redemption at the end of noose.
This pen to blood, His name in blood,
In his name you spill the blood, yeah
In His Grace, Test the limits of your faith, In His Grace
In his Grace, Test the limits of your faith
A living waste, Cut off your head just to spite you face
Hands to work and hearts to God.
No amount of light can save you
from being stuck like the pig your are.
Like a pearl of great price this lust won't be denied
Let the Spirit speak to fate of the weak|
You can no longer hide
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6. |
Blackhole
05:13
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Situation critical, engines full reverse
How’d we get ourselves into this mess?
Our voyage together across space and time
Was not supposed to end like this
Will we be torn apart or will we survive?
I don’t know so hold me close and kiss me one last time
Black hole
Black hole, we’re heading towards a
Black hole
Black hole, we’re spiraling out of control
No point in pointing fingers, we’re both to blame
Mistakes have been made on both sides
We’ve been cruising on autopilot towards impending doom
How did we miss the warning signs?
Can we escape this black hole?
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Venom & Saline
03:07
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sign me up for a mainline of placations
with open mind and open arms and
open heart and open lungs
blacking out in bland anticipation
of all the humdrum ways that one could
pass into oblivion
bear me to elysium
Hygeia
venom in the saline
attracts the vanishing
carry me to hades
caduceus
venom in the saline
the ink is vanishing
set a course for the island of surrender
along hazy shores of the river of milk of amnesium
where all the knives are guided by consensus
and take a wrong turn here and there just to relieve the tedium
judgement gushes out through all the holes in the skin
but the needles only work if you can hold it all in
leaving black depressions anywhere they have been
the needles only work if you can hold it all in
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8. |
Cold Hungry Eyes
03:18
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Trapped in here with you
It's not safe to go outside
The world has gone to hell
Everyone we know has died
Deep down I know what needs to be done
Sifting through old photos
Recounting memories
As infection turns you into a shell
Of who you used to be
But I just can’t bring myself to do
what needs to be done
Pacing back and forth
Trying to make up my mind
Watching my every move
with cold, hungry eyes
Why won't you die?
Food and hope have run out
Not for you, just for me
I'm safe across the room from you
as you struggle to break free to feed
I've finally got the nerve to do what needs to be done
Finger on the trigger
One round left, I say “goodbye, my love”
Watching my final move
with cold hungry eyes
Why won't you die?
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9. |
Release the Kraken
03:19
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Scratching a life from the seven seas’ sediments
loving in places the world never sees
desperately grabbing at everything anything
squeezing it till it can no longer breathe
trapped by compulsions much older than language
as long as the gears of the planet still run
tasting the tremors that tease at the freedom to
Blister the surface and pull down the sun
Yeahhhhh
blessed by the tides
cursed by the stones
Release the Kraken
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10. |
Grassroots Brushfire
05:38
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Nightmare on an American Dream
We’ve got a crumbling economy
Society is fueled by greed
Now our future is in jeopardy
Well it’s time for a change when it all goes up in flames
Burn it down, to the ground, throw it away,
Grassroots Brushfire
Burn it down, to the sea, swallowed by waves,
Grassroots Brushfire
Burn it down, to the core, engulfed in flames,
Grassroots Brushfire
Burn it down, ashen skies, nothing remains,
Grassroots Brushfire
Fiscal corruption spreading like a disease
Better amputate before it infects me
Well it’s time for a change
when it all goes up in flames
And gets washed away by the sea,
so light the first match with me.
Burn it down, to the ground
Burn it down, to the ground
Burn it down, to the ground
Burn it down, to the ground, throw it away,
Grassroots Brushfire
Burn it down, to the sea, swallowed by waves, Grassroots Brushfire
Burn it down, to the core, engulfed in flames, Grassroots Brushfire
Burn it down, ashen skies, nothing remains,
Grassroots Brushfire
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