1. |
Pathogens
02:46
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Pathogens
We are the pathogens
Filthy pathogens
Viral pathogens
Humanity is a plague
Humanity is a plague
Humanity is a plague
And there doesn't seem to be any cure
Pathogens
We are the pathogens
Just filthy pathogens
Just viral pathogens
Humanity is a plague
Humanity is a plague
Humanity is a plague
And there doesn't seem to be any cure
I'm afraid
Terminal
I fear it's terminal
Pathogens
We are the pathogens
Just filthy pathogens
Just viral pathogens
Humanity is a plague
Humanity is a plague
Humanity is a plague
And there doesn't seem to be any cure
I'm afraid
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2. |
Parthenogenesis
04:35
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Looking back
through so many generations
Have we had it wrong
Can we grow without a seed
Are we justified
When the egg breaks into pieces
Are we born without conscience
We grow and we bleed
We form a new generation
We are our own clones
So can our lives start over now?
Replicants in the image of our mother
We are not born with any innate respect for copyright law
Duplicates, facsimiles of each other
Before we can claim our inheritance
We must be bastardized
New generation
We are our own clones
So can our lives start over now?
To be legitimized we must disown our fathers
Nativity without the curse of lovers
Mundanity, Banality
This time you'll say something that matters
To be legitimized
We must disown our fathers
The purity, a child not born to lovers
Integrity, serenity
It's time we made a statement for once
And you only get one chance
When you're coasting on daylight
Catatonic but never asleep
You hope your siblings won't find you
You hope they won't drag you down to the deep
There used to be structure, it used to make sense
And you could rationalize, it was a viable defense
You could identify a pattern of pragmatic intent
And you didn't need to know the truth
And birth, life and death were enough to distract you
But now they're just reminders of that crushing void
Now you don't see the meaning
You don't have the answers
Are we really human or just humanoid
And if you're a clone of yourself
How many others are there just like you
How many generations of infinite copies
Will it take to produce something new
Ideas become offspring, thoughts become genes
Matrix of creation now frayed at the seams
Chasing cognitions and following dreams
We're born to never know the truth
Become the ultimate refinement of the bastard's art
The ultimate refinement of the bastard's art
Become the ultimate refinement of the bastard's art
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When the puppets crawl out of the woodwork
And revel in nightmarish glee
And they laugh without reason, the noise
Makes you grind your teeth compulsively
You don't sleep anymore
Now the throngs, they scream
Off with his head
Do you know yourself
Do you know if you're frightened
So how does it feel to have never known yourself at all
Now so blissful, oblivious
So greet them, surrender to torches and pitchforks and guillotines
Sometimes skin doesn't fit right
And feels like a costume
But the show just drags on
You're a martyr to measured indifference to lies
And your final act has begun
They are toys, they are gifts, they're a presence intangible
Laugh along with them
You don't sleep anymore
Now the throngs, they scream
Off with his head
Do you know yourself
Do you know if you're frightened
So how does it feel to have never known yourself at all
Now so blissful, oblivious
So greet them, surrender to torches and pitchforks and guillotines
How do you live with yourself? Is it easy
How many identities brought you to this day?
Drink down the dregs of your past lives
Sing along with them
They have your back, now they are your only friends
Off with his head
Do you know yourself now
Off with his head
Do you know yourself
Off with his head
Do you know yourself now
Off with his head
Do you know yourself now
How many selves will you break
I wonder
How many selves will you break
I wonder
How many selves will you break
The one and only
Treasure your only true self
The one and only
Treasure your only true self
The one and only
Treasure your only true self
The one and only
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4. |
Feel useful
03:44
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Worn out from the following, the searching
Information, distance and long-forgotten surge
Our minds are glass, to wit
Understated urge and rediscovering
One more world to smother in conformity
Feel so useless following procedure
Take me away from here
So unkind, forgotten, desperate for seizure
One more passage, one more chance to feel it
We're forever young, our hearts forever healing
Give us one last chance to feel vital when we try
One more chance to feel useful this time
Just give us one last chance to feel useful
Before we die
Broken synapses, links in the chain
The signal, neuromotor impulse from a functioning brain
If we mistranslate the message, does the meaning change
Misreading meaning as intention and the truth as pain
So leave us one last life in the eye of a tired mind
One more relapse, ugliness exchanged for trust
Perception, distortion
How it makes everything beautiful
One more passage, one more chance to feel it
We're forever young, our hearts forever healing
Give us one last chance to feel vital when we try
One more chance to feel useful this time
Just give us one last chance to feel useful
Before we die
It makes everything, it's making everything rhyme
Let us feel it, let us feel it just one more time
Give us perspective, make everything make sense
And let us know it, I want to dream it one last time
One more passage, one more chance to feel it
We're forever young, our hearts forever healing
Give us one last chance to feel vital when we try
One more chance to feel useful this time
Just give us one last chance to feel useful
Before we die
One last process, one more chance to see it
Stay forever strong, our hearts forever beating
Give us one last chance to feel vital when we try
Give us one chance to put it all back together right
Just give us one last chance to make it all feel worthwhile
Give us one last chance to feel normal
Just give us one last chance to feel useful
Just give us one last chance to feel useful
Just give us one last chance to feel useful
Before we die
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Mooncracker
03:06
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I dreamt I was an android
I dreamt I was an android
I've been renaming all the rocks in the sky
Because to name them is to own them, if you need to know why
And I want to own the ocean, too, better descriptors than blue
Ask easy questions. The nautilus shell knows what to do
I have robot arms
I have robot eyes
I can crack the moon
Show you what's inside
These runes can soothe your pain
Inscribed with human names
These memories are hollow and false
You can forget them. Just let the glowing stones wash them away
I dreamt I was an android
I dreamt I was an android
Overkill is an emotion, unwitnessed and chaste
And the Pacific is a vacuum, enshrined and encased
Every decision resurrected, and reborn as a mistake
The field of energy composes you, expend it and you break
I have robot arms
I have robot eyes
I can crack the moon
Show you what's inside
These runes can soothe your pain
Inscribed with human names
These memories are hollow and false
You can forget them. Just let the glowing stones wash them away
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6. |
Starchild
03:47
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Some hero of romantic lore you turned out to be
Our eyes burned out when we beheld your luminosity
Such a radiant sphere in the night sky doesn't seem quite right
Do we really all deserve to die wrapped up in burning light
Scorched Earth all we're tasting
Your lies and failures fading
You're soaking us in sun rays
This ultraviolet wasting
Behold Apollo's power
Behold Apollo's power
You give it, transmit it
Teach us to regret it
Present it, expend it
Award it, then end it
Why did you set this world on fire
We all play the cards we hold, pretend this dignity's a form of compensation
Where did our fables go so wrong?
When did we go so numb? Is cynicism all that we have left for illustration
This lethal radiation
Our final vision fading
What burns us most of all
Is making noise to kill the waiting
Behold Apollo's power
Behold Apollo's power
You give it, transmit it
Teach us to regret it
Present it, expend it
Award it, then end it
No point in reaching when there's nothing left to take
Your light is overwhelming, fluorescent and fake
You're a dime store supernova
White light is habit forming
Your psychic compound fracture
This planet's final warning
You are neon plasma
Birth of a new stellar furnace
Some hero of romantic lore you turned out to be
New god burned into the night sky, combusting deity
Eight billion years inside one day. Illuminate our bones
Our souls glow in your sparkling rays
Scorched Earth all we're tasting
Your lies and failures fading
You're soaking us in sun rays
This ultraviolet wasting
Behold Apollo's power
Behold Apollo's power
You give it, transmit it
Teach us to regret it
Present it, expend it
Award it, then end it
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8. |
Millipedes
03:09
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I think they're starting to make me sick
Covering walls, such awful tenants
I hear them call out to me, I know them
But could you talk them out of this entrance
Within, the keys to forget
All ambulance and no substance
We all have a little cheap flair to swallow
You motormouth, shout
And we can work it out
We can work it out
We can work it out
We can work it out
What the millipedes would do
And we can work it out
We can work it out
We can work it out
Their skin is plasticky
They break so easily
Another bad penny like the slugs from years before
The caustic scent, how it burns my airways
I've tried reasoning, but truce is out of reach
I tried to live with them
Negotiating the negation of your being
When you curl up just like they do in response to any stimulus
Shutting off your mind the way they shut off body segments each day
We try to reconcile
But we can't work it out
No, we can't work it out
No, we can't work it out
We can't work it out
What's there left for me to do?
No, we can't work it out
We can't work it out
No, we can't work it out
Nothing left for me to do
Their skin is plasticky
They break so easily
When you wish they'd come back with an answer
When you go out fighting for the lamplight
When you twist the nerve, the skin starts to burn
And there's no way out
Well, we can work it out
Now we can work it out
Yes, we can work it out
We can work it out
What the millipedes would do
And we can work it out
We can work it out
We can work it out
What the millipedes would do
We can outlast disease
We won't break easily
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We travel at the speed of thought
And we can fly from one dream to the next
There are no walls to hold us back
And we can kill everything that drags us down
Let's spread our wings of sparkling white lunacy
Let's spread our wings of failure and discovery
Because there's no such thing as sky
Only the cycle of pain and recovery
We float on by
And when we land, we bite like a butterfly
Then we lift off
We are the empty worlds that are drifting by
On and on through eternity
How can we find the will to decide
Will our mistakes reverse our discoveries
We found a place to call our own
Then it exploded and destroyed everything
If we let skin touch skin
Can we let this feeling go
Kick out the dark and let the light in
Will there be anything left for us to know
Web of luscious steel and feral crystal glass
We stand on flowers ablaze with indignation
We tune ourselves to impossible resonance
Perceive the notes and process information
A chrysalis left on its own
To hum in tune with wandering nomads
These vagrant thoughts, knight errants of the psyche
A flight of fancy, forgotten work of romance
These humble travelers need no recognition
Their names erased from the memories of mankind
How can we pass this knowledge on
Before it fades like the wingbeat of a butterfly
Become the shimmering silk that forms this fetal chrysalis
We pollinate ablaze with indignation
We tune ourselves to impossible resonance
Irrelevance the final fate of all information
Become the shimmering silk that forms this feeble chrysalis
We pollinate ablaze with indignation
We tune ourselves to impossible resonance
Irrelevance the final fate of all information
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10. |
Salt the Wounds
02:37
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You got deep regrets
You got a broken scab
Now you got pain, and you just don't know how to heal
Well, I've got the cure
No, I've got something better
I'm gonna tell you how to use that hurt you feel
You gotta salt the wounds
Now there's just one thing to do
You gotta salt the wounds
Now I'm gonna tell you what you gotta do
You gotta salt the wounds
And now I'm gonna tell you what you gotta do
You gotta salt the wounds
Now you've made mistakes
You've got an ugly past
And all that shit you use to numb your brain, and chase those thoughts away
But those thoughts are fuel
And that pain is you
You gotta hurt yourself to make it through another day
So just salt the wounds
Now there's just one thing to do
You gotta salt the wounds
Now I'm gonna tell you what you gotta do
You gotta salt the wounds
And now I'm gonna tell you what you gotta do
You gotta salt the wounds
So just keep picking at it
Dig out those sutures
Open up the scars, and feel it just like it was new
It'll be alright
And you'll get by
Now, just remember this one thing that you just have to do
Cause you know you gotta salt the wounds
Now there's just one thing to do
You gotta salt the wounds
Now I'm gonna tell you what you gotta do
You gotta salt the wounds
And now I'm gonna tell you what you gotta do
You gotta salt the wounds
So just salt the wounds
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The Darién Gap
08:21
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Swept away
By a flood at night
A cold, wet grave
For my only child
We didn't come this far
Just to forfeit what remains of our strength
Beneath the liquid light
We are all castaways
Crucifix at your breast
No savior ever came
Feel my heart beat in my chest
The only sensation I've known for days
Time is meaningless here
There's no way forward and no way back
Desperation gives way to fear
Healthy skin gives way to black
The myth of progress
Broken roads and shattered dreams
Hope washes away in rain
All that we can do is pray for solid ground beneath
We rolled the dice for a chance to survive
For centuries we've played this game
We paid the price, there was no other way
Some children never learn their names
Stay close to me. Stay close to me
Stay close to me. Stay close to me
Stay close to me. Stay close to me
Stay close to me. Stay close to me
Crucifix at your breast
No savior ever came
Feel my heart beat in my chest
The only sensation I've known for days
Time is meaningless here
There's no way forward and no way back
Desperation gives way to fear
Healthy skin gives way to black
To die of thirst in pouring rain
Skin shredded by bites, blisters and sores
Forgotten everything I know about pain
Can't remember our destination anymore
They said it's better to be dead
Than to survive without hope
And now I'm watching you cry blood-red
And now I'm thinking, to Hell with hope
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Telling tales of dominance
They scour the land for sentimental value
Digging the soil with their hooks
Genuflecting in awe of the wreckage they found
You make the world pay for the absence of purpose
The past is a path to regrets of today
The hardships of the farmer omitted from the record
Language lost or misremembered, what was there to say
If you leave one thing behind, make sure it's not a scarecrow
Make it something meaningful
If you're gonna be fossilized, make sure your bones are more than marrow
Make an imprint in the soil
And please remember
To write something down
And make sure it's concise
And not too hard to understand
Because you know it's never easy
To decode and decipher
The meaning of lines
Written in some long-forgotten hand
Building alabaster monuments
They drink the wellsprings dry
Convinced that they can sing forever
So self-assured and certain they can never die
Until the day there's nothing left there to exploit
Till they discover that it's their turn to go
And then we stand in awe and reverence
Of trash they buried in the dirt, so deep below
If you leave one behind, make sure it's not a scarecrow
Make it something meaningful
If you're gonna be fossilized, make sure your bones are more than marrow
Make an imprint in the soil
And please remember
To write something down
And make sure it's concise
And not too hard to understand
Because you know it's never easy
To decode and decipher
The meaning of lines
Written in some long-forgotten hand
If you leave one thing behind, make sure it's not a scarecrow
Make it something meaningful
If you're gonna be fossilized, make sure your bones are more than marrow
Leave an imprint in the soil
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The Future
02:40
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I'll always remember
The way I felt
In those dark days
Those days before
I remember
I'd never felt so worthless
And I'd never
I'd never felt so afraid
Then you found me
You gave me purpose
And you saved me
You made me feel sane
I was ready
To just give up and die
Then you healed me
You made me feel so new
I was certain that love was just a lie
You proved me wrong
And then you showed me the truth
I used to see nothing ahead
But pitch black infinite darkness
But now when I look forward
When I imagine my future
All I see is you
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Atomic Runner Chelnov
03:12
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Become Somebody Else
07:16
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I've rewritten
I've recast
I've remolded
A new character to play,
Touch my spotless face
This wax sculpture
What a vain plea for recognition
Please lavish attention on me
Or the someone else I'd like to be
You can't tell me that I haven't earned it
Think there's a pattern but I can't discern it
Identities forgotten or reclaimed
From the cemetery of dead names
This world affects you, can make you change
Adapt, survive, and become deranged
Debased. Longing for a script,
Directionless, searching for your part
Glass refracts as it reflects
Mirrors know, but they can't tell you who you really are
Look into the glass and tell me
Do you recognize
Anything you see
Come on and
Take a look at yourself
You've become somebody else
Become somebody else
Become somebody else
Become another actor on the shattered glass stage
Restricted to wardrobe and words on a page
Hard enough to figure out what you're meant to be now
Who were you supposed to be back then?
Breaking the wall, the invisible audience applauds
Oh, but it's not for you
They never see through, it's the mask that they're cheering on
Encouraging inanimate
Props on a stage with no actors, no sets, and no play
Wait for the curtain call
Nerve-wracked persona's performance art
How can we choose who to portray?
Who are we to decide
The secrets we hide
From the world?
They are chosen for us
And all we can do is make the best of the secrets meted out to us
Wading through confusion and rage
Faking it until we float or learn to swim
And no, we don't get to choose what we submerge
No need to pretend we have a past
I can see through, anybody else can too
We are transparent now
And void and formless
Time to fill the role again
A new cast, Mask dripping wax
I've restructured these facial bones
Another selfish cry for recognition
Please just pay attention to me
Or the anything else I'd like to be
Adapting to survive, till I relapse and
This hollow frame that I call I collapses
I'm searching for another way
Finding a path to redefine this part
Glass refracts as it reflects
Mirrors know, but they can't tell you who you really are
Look into the frame again, more closely
What do you recognize? Come on
Take a look at yourself
You've become somebody else
Become somebody else
Become somebody else
You've become somebody else
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16. |
Later Today
03:14
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You want it done, what can I say
Don't want to argue again, well okay
Later today, later today
Where to begin? Patience worn thin
I'll get right on it, yeah, in a while
Later today, later today
Take some time off and try to enjoy yourself
Keep up this pace and you just might destroy yourself
Please don't destroy yourself
Miss every deadline, missing the mark
I'll pull it off someday, or just maybe
Later today, later today
Plenty of time before the sun sets
Promise I won't forget, it's okay
Later today, later today
Take some time off and maybe enjoy yourself
Catching your breath and trying not to destroy yourself
Please don't destroy yourself
You want it done, what can I say
Don't want to argue again, well okay
Later today, later today
Where to begin? Patience worn thin
I'll get right on it, yeah, it's okay
Later today, later today
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