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Castle Gate
02:52
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Ideology unfolding
Like a spiderweb
You can feel the wave of terror forming
Wicked lonesome dread
Neurologically converging
Digitizing twin
Deafen thoughts of insurrection
Mutiny is sin
Incognizant diagnoses
Feed the wired minds
Suffocate the inquisition
Fluorine intertwined
Steady state of desolation
Ambition aligned
Feed the open hand of power
Offer up your mind
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Glass Corridor
02:27
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Exploitation, oscillation, a corridor is full of lies
It’s a faceless world with faceless people living faceless lives
Silicon fusion, digital illusion, the lithium eye’s-on you
You’re just a penny in the pocket of a power-hungry coward
Staring from the tower at you
Fools keep watching numbers growing, eyes always pointed down
Dopamine tripping, time starts slipping, and you’re six feet underground
Neurons wired, retinas tired, sleep’s flown out the door
Looking for the answers to a fabricated terror in the glass corridor
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4. |
Space Waste
03:10
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A million years of sleeping at the wheel confirmed our fears
Seven stones obscure the sun and we know it's a little bit different here
With great fatigue we brazenly traverse the smoky haze
Seeing black we’re holding back our sentimental gaze
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5. |
Withered Garden
04:12
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Plastic lie
Oceans rise
Rivers dry
Peace of mind is what we said
Nuclear
Gardener
God’s acre
Deep in poison water
Taint the skies
Hear the cries
Cast aside
Victims of your craving
Imminent
Looming death
Gaea’s breath
Fouled by our blindness
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Sentimental by Design
05:06
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The passage comes from underground it
Radiates the silky sound
The fabric of your consciousness
Is melting into ego death
For good, I know
It’s hard to face reality alone
There lies a spirit glazed in light
With golden hair and ruby eyes
The ageless stranger gently sheds the
Burdens of your roaming mind
For good, inside
A feeling you don’t seem to recognize
The memories flood your weary mind you
Long to spare the foolish lies
Apathy is torn apart
Compassion fills your vacant heart
You’re born, again
Savoring the sequence of events
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7. |
Diplomacy Delirium
04:12
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Distorted human in social ruin
A burning desire to feed the fire
Exalted figure the symbol of anger
All can clearly recognize him
Broken child is standing idle
Paraded messiah is brewing inside him
The painted faces he picks up the pieces
Ignorantly mimicking them
No position of legislation
Can end the vile plague around us
Occupation disinformation
Steadily we lose our patience
Sick for ages we turn the pages
To reconcile the shame inside us
Count the losses, they’re soon forgotten
A generation broken-hearted
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8. |
Psychic II
07:19
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My momma told me it wouldn’t be right (oh no)
She said the grass sure is greener not far out of sight
Heaven awaits the patient one (or at least that’s what they say)
But I know somebody who jumped the gun (and now he's up in jail today)
Daddy once told me just to “take it slow” (ha sure)
Brought back some wisdom from a long time ago
He turned down the speakers just to put me on blast
And said “don’t call yourself psychic for predicting the past”
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9. |
Social Score Deduction
04:25
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They’re gathered here in masquerade
To tell me I’m thinking too much
“Please sympathize with muted mind
Your judgment is a crime”
Their occupation
Their trinity
Our desecration
Their fallacies
Hide behind the shame
Trepidation now long instilled
Compliance is exercised
With eyes sunken in a soulless gaze
They reinvent the lie
Their occupation
Their trinity
Our desecration
Their fallacies
What a terrible fate
Force of evil
Weigh your ego
Revoke freedom
Plundering our lives
Where you wander
Virtue altered
Going nowhere
Waste your precious time
Sinking under
Torn asunder
System faltered
Your distorted mind
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The Sugar Store
03:45
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I was in a daze ‘til the sun broke in and woke my mind
I look in the mirror to see my eyes are dreary and my face is a ghostly white
Supplemental stimulants are good for just one day
Half life ain’t enough life so I titrate to stay awake
But I’m 15 miles from the nearest sugar store
And I sure as hell can’t make it on my own
Diplomats and money cats demand a longer stay
I’ll push a pill, there’s time to kill, I’ll work so hard today
Cause lately I don’t recognize these thoughts inside my head
Oh I really really really wanna crush some grass and fly to the moon instead
But I’m 15 miles from the nearest sugar store
I’ll let these cravings eat my brain a little more
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Mellow Honey State College, Pennsylvania
Embrace the psychonautic cerebrum-space pioneers, Mellow Honey! Tune out the dreary noise of the fluorine-powered mind campaign cast upon you by the pressure of the elite. Join us in our exposition of human nature, the endless cycle of the work routine, and the modern day emotional anesthesia. ... more
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