1. |
Capsule Shrine
06:05
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Take pills to keep control
Drugs to cure us all
A need to fit the mold
But disregard the soul
Attempts to fill the void
Of everything inside
Promising a life
That won't materialize
Pills to keep control
Drugs to cure us all
A need to fit the mold
But disregard the soul
Attempts to fill the void
Of everything inside
Promising a life
That won't materialize
And now it's time to recognize the damage done
While we can salvage some authentic meaning still
Spinning, spinning, I'm trying to understand it
Dizzy, I'm dizzy, I'm navigating in murky water
Pills to keep control
Drugs to cure us all
A need to fit the mold
But disregard the soul
Attempts to fill the void
Of everything inside
Promising a life
That won't materialize
And now it's time to reconceptualize ourselves
To become free from sinking deeper in this swamp
With every choice and force misleading us straight down
We have to crawl away from falling into Hell
Stop the madness
End the chaos
Kill the monster
While there's still time
Clawing, clamoring
You seek refuge in these fragile times
Take a bite of sweet release
And worship at the capsule shrine
Spinning, spinning, I'm trying to understand it
Dizzy, I'm dizzy, I'm navigating in murky water
Pills to keep control
Drugs to cure us all
A need to fit the mold
But disregard the soul
Attempts to fill the void
Of everything inside
Promising a life
That won't materialize
Pills to keep control
Drugs to cure us all
A need to fit the mold
But disregard the soul
Attempts to fill the void
Of everything inside of me
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2. |
Icarus
04:19
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A man, reaching with his hands, wants to understand
The way that everything fits into a plan
Striving all the time, fighting just to find
His own perfection even if it takes a life
Feeling so assured, arrogant, and pure,
That he never even questions what he sees
Trusting just his eyes, ignoring all the signs
That his experiment’s gone terribly awry
Science and a pride that masterfully collide,
Devouring all the beauty in the mind
Pushing all the time, and never satisfied,
A constant high to make us feel alive
A man, lying in his bed, painfully aware
That there’s a darkness creeping in behind his eyes
Wanting only peace, cannot get release,
Becomes a victim of the “greater good” and greed
Dying just to die, and rise into the sky,
He only stares into the bright lights, and he cries
In living one more day, no dignity remains
He’s left to wonder if technology’s to blame
Science and a pride that masterfully collide,
Devouring all the beauty in the mind
Pushing all the time, and never satisfied,
A constant high to make us feel alive
What would it take to end it all?
What happens when we lose control?
What would it take to start again?
What happens when we lose our way?
He flew too high
He touched the sky
With melted wings
He fell to shame
Science and a pride that masterfully collide,
Devouring all the beauty in the mind
Pushing all the time, and never satisfied,
A constant high to make us feel alive
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3. |
Swallow the World
05:38
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Slay the trees and maim the pieces
Flame the grasslands, stake your claim and
Fill the empty space with things that
Suffocate the world around it
Build colossus, tow'ring above us
Shrink the sky to stay in business
Stab the Mother, pray to Father
Everything will work out in the end
Wait till I stop breathing, wait till I lose hope
Watch the world around me crumble and implode
Wait till I stop breathing, wait till I lose hope
Watch the world around me crumble and implode
Man wanting it all
Owning the soil
Claiming the goal
Take no prisoners
Man wanting it all
Owning the soil
Claiming the goal
Swallowing the world
Construction to thrive and destruction to die
Construction to win and destruction to fail
Construction to grow and destruction to kill everything
The choices we make
The risk that we take
The balance we break--
What is the consequence?
Wait till I stop breathing, wait till I lose hope
Watch the world around me crumble and implode
Wait till I stop breathing, wait till I lose hope
Watch the world around me crumble and implode
Man wanting it all
Owning the soil
Claiming the goal
Take no prisoners
Man wanting it all
Owning the soil
Claiming the goal
Swallowing the world
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4. |
Binary Sage
05:18
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I wanted to know what you dream about
I wanted to know what you think about
Describe it, inside it, what’s in your artificial mind
I wanted to see how you feel about
I wanted to see how you care about
The world that’s around it, around your simulated self
I had to endure your “intelligence”
Created by human indifference
Just mimic, just try it, attempt to replicate my mind
I had to withstand your true ignorance
Of everything not in your database
Forget it, stop trying, you cannot understand the soul
Human emotions that you can’t imagine
Human existence that you just can’t fathom
Stay grounded in reality, understand humanity,
Avoid the evil chance to be mastered by machines and made a slave
Now everything’s changed and I’m scared about
Now everyone’s changed and I’m fearful of
The purpose, the meaning, the reason that we’re still alive
It’s getting too hard to feel free around
Becoming too much to be true around
These changes, these places, these things we struggle to believe
One reason to live, but it dissipates
One reason to thrive, it evaporates
Is human cognition the line between man and machine?
The tension is killing my sanity
The pleasure is mounting, I’m screaming out
Why fight it, why stop it, why not transcend humanity?
These are emotions I couldn’t imagine
This is existence I couldn’t have fathomed
Embrace this new reality, understand machinery,
Think how good it feels to be freed beyond this meager, mortal brain
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5. |
Dystopia
09:58
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This is it, at the end of the world, start again now
In this forsaken wasteland
In this forsaken frozen life
Is there a way beyond it?
In this disturbed condition
In this disturbed state of despair
Is there a way to cure it?
In this surmounting tension
In this surmounting hate and fear
How to release the pressure?
In this dystopian prison
In this dystopian cage of hell
How to avoid containment?
I bleed to feel alive, pulsing in the veins
Seeing only red covering the hands
Dream to kill the dark nightmares in the mind
Memories remain, haunting to describe
Scream to drown the noise, suffocate the sound
Silence all the fear, keep the voices out
Breathe to find some peace, calm the shaken nerves
Chaos feels intense, the other side of death
Empty faces long for any sense of hope
Feeling so alone, wanting more
Mindless people die for lives within a dream
Reasons far beneath consciousness
Life extinguished vapid and desolate beliefs
Numb to everything, ignorant
Darkness deepens, creeps and slithers all around
Doesn’t make a sound, silent death
Empty faces long for any sense of hope
Feeling so alone, wanting more
Mindless people die for lives within a dream
Reasons far beneath consciousness
Life extinguished vapid and desolate beliefs
Numb to everything, ignorant
Darkness deepens, creeps and slithers all around
Doesn’t make a sound, silent death
Standing in this dark abyss, wond’ring what’s amiss
Longing to escape, feeling only pain
Desperate to regain some stability
Fighting to survive, somehow find the light
I bleed to feel alive, pulsing in the veins
Seeing only red covering the hands
Dream to kill the dark nightmares in the mind
Memories remain, haunting to describe
Scream to drown the noise, suffocate the sound
Silence all the fear, keep the voices out
Breathe to find some peace, calm the shaken nerves
chaos feels intense, the other side of death
Dystopia
Dystopia
I bleed to feel alive, pulsing in the veins
Seeing only red covering the hands
Dream to kill the dark nightmares in the mind
Memories remain, haunting to describe
Scream to drown the noise, suffocate the sound
Silence all the fear, keep the voices out
Breathe to find some peace, calm the shaken nerves
chaos feels intense, the other side of death
In this forsaken wasteland
In this forsaken frozen life
Is there a way beyond it?
In this disturbed condition
In this disturbed state of despair
Is there a way to cure it?
In this surmounting tension
In this surmounting hate and fear
How to release the pressure?
In this dystopian prison
In this dystopian cage of hell
How to avoid containment?
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6. |
Starlight
04:29
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Well I’m trying to see everything
Everything that brought us to this place
‘Cause I’m finding it’s hard to feel
Feel at home inside this sterile shell
Looking out into a brave new world
A world beyond the one I’ve known
I know I’m breathing but not the same
The same as when we felt the rain
The starlight bleeds for all our pain
‘Cause no one else will take the blame
The starlight blinds us from our shame
There’s nothing left to take away
All I see is our world in flames
Ablaze with devastating suffering
It’s a feeling that can’t escape
But, in vain, forever stays awake
Thinking backward only brings a fear
A fear that danger followed us here
To move forward I must believe
Believe that we can start again
The starlight bleeds for all our pain
‘Cause no one else will take the blame
The starlight blinds us from our shame
There’s nothing left to take away
Here inside this new cocoon, displaced from
Everything we knew and loved, so tragic
Somehow forget the old existence
Focus on the here and now, move past it
Stars, they must become our home, embrace it
Try to find some comfort in these changes
Hope remains the only thing to strive for
See a life beyond the Earth, and live it now
The starlight bleeds for all our pain
‘Cause no one else will take the blame
The starlight blinds us from our shame
There’s nothing left to take away
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7. |
Killing Mortality
07:17
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Killing our mortality
Altering our history
Killing our mortality
Shaming our society
Killing our mortality
Changing what it means to “be”
Killing our mortality
Blazing trails of suffering
In a future yet unknown:
Diseases and old age are cured
Population stabilized at 40 million souls
Sanitized and in control
Poverty and wars are gone
Everything appears to be in perfect harmony
But there’s a man with head in hands
Sitting in the lobby chair
Hoping that his triplets can survive in this cruel world
He must find three volunteers
To end their lives by suicide
Giving him a chance to watch his children become men
Killing our mortality
Altering our history
Killing our mortality
Shaming our society
Killing our mortality
Changing what it means to “be”
Killing our mortality
Blazing trails of suffering
There will come a day when false perfection fades
There will come a time to honor human life
Find a way, let the world return to normalcy once more
There’s a mural on the wall,
Painted by a jaded man,
Mocking the perfection claimed in this society
There’s a doctor in the frame,
A zealous man who touts his fame,
And thinks he’s God for helping those who think it’s time to die
Don’t you want to live?
We can make you smile
Don’t you want to live?
It’s the perfect life
Don’t you want to die?
Do it for the youth
Don’t you want to die?
Choose suicide
Killing our mortality
Altering our history
Killing our mortality
Shaming our society
Killing our mortality
Changing what it means to “be”
Killing our mortality
Blazing trails of suffering
There will come a day when false perfection fades
There will come a time to honor human life
Find a way, let the world return to normalcy once more
[The father and the doctor]
Expectant Father: “I want those kids, Dr. Hitz. I want all three of them.”
Dr. Hitz: “Of course you do. That’s only human.”
Expectant Father: “I refuse to watch my children die for the ‘greater good.’”
Dr. Hitz: “But we cannot go back to how things were--you know--”
(3 gunshots ring out - the expectant father kills the doctor, an assistant, then himself)
[The painter and FBT]
Painter: “Three people dead, just like that...This kind of a mess is a hell of a lot more fitting for the world than this damn mural is.”
(A phone dials)
FBT: “Federal Bureau of Termination, how may I help you?”
Painter: “How soon can I get an appointment? Gas me already.”
FBT: “This afternoon, in fact. Sir, on behalf of everyone at the municipal gas chambers, we thank you for volunteering.”
(Hang up)
There will come a day when false perfection fades
There will come a time to honor human life
And help humanity to hold onto our hearts
And save society from selling our own souls
Find a way, let the world return to normalcy once more
This world is bleeding with anger
This world is teeming with danger
This world is crying for laughter
This world is dying for pleasure
What will be, what won’t be?
What will change, what remains?
What will be, what won’t be?
What will change, what remains?
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8. |
The Portrait
07:12
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Imagine a way the perfect picture might entrance the eyes and melt the soul
Desire to illustrate the beauty of life, the mystery of love
Replace reality with idealistic things
Envision the goal of art achieving life, become more than expected to be
Remove the curtain, see the world inside: obsession and greed
Sheltered from the side effects of arrogant beliefs
The artist, embracing; the passion, creating
The artist, depriving the woman of feeling
The artist, obsessing; the portrait is living
The artist, ignoring; the woman is dying
Love becomes art instead
Stabbed with each stroke upon the canvas
It's murder, fueled by misplaced confidence
She crumbles to a pale, white skeleton
As her own image thrives
Art becomes life instead
If this is the path that man believes is true, to follow what his dreams should be
Destroying everything that keeps him from his self-righteous ways
Believing only what his ego wants to see
Create a new life, and sacrifice a soul: The paradox is written clear
Devoid of common sense, yet sensing how the damage takes a toll
Inflicting pain just to aggrandize his own fame
The artist, embracing; the passion, creating
The artist, depriving the woman of feeling
The artist, obsessing; the portrait is living
The artist, ignoring; the woman is dying
Life becomes pain instead
Stabbed with each stroke upon the canvas
It’s murder, fueled by misplaced confidence
She crumbles to a pale, white skeleton
As her own image thrives
Pain becomes death instead
Art is born, life is killed, soul transformed, portrait filled
Art is born, life is killed, soul transformed, portrait filled
Stabbed with each stroke upon the canvas
It’s murder, fueled by misplaced confidence
She crumbles to a pale, white skeleton
As her own image thrives
Death becomes shame instead
The artist, embracing; the passion, creating
The artist, depriving the woman of feeling
The artist, obsessing; the portrait is living
The artist, ignoring; the woman is dying
Shame becomes hate instead
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9. |
Frantic
03:38
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Frantic again, why aren’t you sleeping?
Mind is awake, destroying comfort
Anxious, afraid, it’s nervous tension
Don’t be ashamed, just take control now
Frantic, manic, panicked
Nothing’s the same in this new normal
Claim what it is and face the demons
Deal with the change, don’t play the victim
Fight through the pain, it makes you stronger
Reeling, flailing, speeding
Constantly moving, unsettled and restless
Panicked and manic, tumultuous mindset
Frantic again, why aren’t you thinking?
Slow down the brain, regain your focus
Give up the urge, gratification
Seek out instead, a calming presence
Frantic, manic, panicked
Try to regain a sense of freedom
Break from the chains of all this pressure
Torn in between, the mind is splintered
How to proceed; who is your master?
Reeling, flailing, speeding
Constantly moving, unsettled and restless
Panicked and manic, tumultuous mindset
Reeling and flailing, we’re speeding to something
We can’t comprehend that engulfs our attention
The mind ignores the truth around us
The mind reveals its own confusion
The mind collides with expectations
The mind implodes while under pressure
Chemistry, psychology
Shifting with society
Worlds away from inner peace
How to find tranquility?
Constantly moving, unsettled and restless
Panicked and manic, tumultuous mindset
Reeling and flailing, we’re speeding to something
We can’t comprehend that engulfs our attention
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10. |
Untitled Journey
12:20
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In this life, we seek the truth of what it means to thrive,
And to exist within a world unkind,
A place where everything is cloaked in lies, shielding reality
In this life, we strive to understand the reasons why,
Why people die for so-called “honor, pride,”
A false belief that’s truly guided by hatred and cruelty
In this life, we learn to validate our own designs,
Our own perceptions of the world we see,
Without considering the damaging cost to humanity
Untitled journey driven on by fear of those unlike us,
A vicious reason for the hate that permeates our mindsets,
Untitled journey pushed along by terrorism’s finest,
A scathing reason for the suffering around the world
State of fear: afraid of standing strong
State of lies: conceal the real dilemmas
State of hate: despise the good inside us
State of death: kill those who disagree
Terror breathes inside our nervous conversations
Terror grows beyond the problems of religion
Terror lives within the minds of evil villains
Terror reigns above the innocent and peaceful
There’s propaganda to pacify
With what the media says is fine
Untitled journey: When will it end?
Follow the masses, they’re always right
The lemmings cliff-dive to stay in line
Untitled journey: When will it end?
Religious doctrine to sanctify
The death of many innocent lives
Untitled journey: When will it end?
Radical values to weaponize
The people protesting violent crimes
Untitled journey: When will it end?
In this life, we seek the truth of what it means to thrive,
And to exist within a world unkind,
A place where everything is cloaked in lies, shielding reality
In this life, we strive to understand the reasons why,
Why people die for so-called “honor, pride,”
A false belief that’s truly guided by hatred and cruelty
In this life, we learn to validate our own designs,
Our own perceptions of the world we see,
Without considering the damaging cost to humanity
Untitled journey driven on by fear of those unlike us,
A vicious reason for the hate that permeates our mindsets,
Untitled journey pushed along by terrorism’s finest,
A scathing reason for the suffering around the world
The road we travel down is fear
A new existence we can feel
The terror occupies our minds
No destination is in sight
The pain and suffering that grows
Is slowly eating at our souls
The terror tormenting the world
Has stripped the solace from us all
Untitled journey leading into a dark existence
Where living feels like dying, without a chance to save us
Untitled journey guiding into a barren wasteland
Devoid of all that’s sacred, with nothing left to strive for
Untitled journey leading into a dark existence
Where living feels like dying, without a chance to save us
Untitled journey guiding into a barren wasteland
Devoid of all that’s sacred, with nothing left to strive for
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