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This Is Not Utopia

Agravation, degradation,
Deflamation, resound,
Self fixation, self fellation,
Masturbation, bleed out.
 
All the acid tongues get to breathe,
It's in the lines they weave, but not me.
So push the pacifist in the ring
And watch the cruel display.
 
This is not utopia, this is a sentence...
 
Isolation, medication,
Alienatin, freak out,
Hold on to the dream,
And push the truth away.
 
Lower your defences and you're just a piece of meat
Searching for communion in the likes that I have never seen.
Egos they rise in the air, Godlike in motion, they levitate,
Oh they invite you to play, drag you from grace.
 
Among the whores, among the thieves,
I serve godless machines.
 
Domination, violation,
Molestation, freak out.
 

The Third Arm

Set fire, set fire to home,
Burn in your chair.
Let fall, let fall your Rome,
Limight your cares.
 
Watch another chance to make things right,
Crumble and fall by the wayside.
Another chance to set things straight,
Wither and die,
As another day breaks from the light.
 
You've rewired, rewired your code,
Spirit betrayed,
Now you drown
Just to stay afloat.
 
Watch another chance to make things right,
Crumble and fall by the wayside.
Another chance to set things straight,
Wither and die,
As another day breaks from the light.
 
How do you see your self
On your one way ride?.
How do you breathe in half light?
So wrapped up in your self-administered prize.
 
Watch another chance to make things right,
Crumble and fall by the wayside.
Another chance to set things straight,
You'll sink but you'll rise,
It's alright, reach for the knife.
 

Black-Eyed Man

Keep working hard on your appearance
'Cause you know when you're in, you're in
The drive flickers like a candle
Accessing lines stored within
 
Old man berates the congregation
Instill a fear he'll soon expose
Replete with a wooden constellation
To seal the doors closed
While he sold his children's souls
 
Feed yourself when you can
Black-eyed man doesn't understand
That the world is no more stupid than he is convincing
When will he understand?
 
The politics of a man
With a gun in a gentle hand?
It's the tolerance of those he tried to piss on
That let him get this far
But he thinks he won the hand...
There's a black old soul
In a black-eyed man
 
Too steeped in lore to make a change
Too predisposed to compensate
Stuck on the roundabout
With no idea the inside is out
So on we play
 
Feed yourself when you can
Fool yourself when you can
Kill yourself when you can
 

A Place In The Sun

From a place up high it’s been decreed
That crimes against your God shall set you free
For all the holy men will take a seat
And advocate the cause with apathy
 
And if you make enough mess when the working day is done
You’re guaranteed a place in the sun
 
If the plates were laid out differently
In your honoured place I’d rather be
So if you hesitate or lose belief, just believe
And think of all the cunts that you’ll receive
 
And if you make enough mess when you murder number one
You’re guaranteed a place in the sun
 

Wide Awake

Here in this severance we’re calmly incomplete
We’ve always tried so hard to keep emotion from our sleeves
No small change in a paper cup no hint of deity to promise Eden
 
Who’ll shout our names in marble halls for everyone to hear?
While hollow masses plot the course of grace so insincere
Seems everyday they print the names of those who tried to make a change
Who’s next in line to try?
 
The deaf fall back to making claims to immortality
By congregating, playing games designed to drag your days away
Is there anyone real, is there anyone real who feels right to be here?
In this concrete lie
 
While the sea is so cold
We leave the toys on the shelf
Try to kiss through the snow
And as the callous grow, the mild remain in here alone
 
If the cuts should fall from the air would the lines still hang somehow?
Could the walls regain in pride after all has dared to transpire?
 
Here in this severance were calmly incomplete
 
While the sea is so cold
We leave the toys on the shelf
Try to kiss through the snow
And as the callous grow
They bow down in droves
To the loudest throne
And we hide as the uniformed clone
 

Uniformed & Black

They’ll wake you up when you’re sane
Come rape what morals remain
And love you to fold away
When they spill out on display
 
Don’t breed on me
 
The mindless will fall into place
No will to hold back the parade
And then when they’re forced and arranged
They’ll move like the wind shifts the rain
 
Embracing a lie
Got stuck on rewind
Requiem in constant replay
 

Here Come The Men

Here come the men, they understand
Each other’s need for other men
For all alone there’s no defence
There’s no saviours
 
Here come the dogs they’re on the path
They sense each other’s comfort breath
They’re sickly drunk with confidence
So give it up
 
It’s not the way they change, but how they stay the same
In the coldness of the hollow streets here
 
Here come the men they’re in their cars
Here come the men with scarecrow arms
Here come the men, let’s be alarmed
As the contest begins
 
Get on the daisy chain, and forfeit sense for gain
In the coldness of the hollow streets here
 
Are you big enough?
Are you strong enough?
Are you hard enough?
Are you flush enough?
Are you hung enough?
Are you straight enough?
Are you white enough?
 

Firewalking

As a man you’ll understand liberty
But stay aware when you hear the sirens ring
Know your foe, for where he walks you will never perceive the colour of freedom
 
You can walk with your eyes wide open through coal
But the harder you try it’s blowing so slow
 
Build a wall between your soul and reality
Only then will your head be truly free
Paint a face over your veins so nobody can see the horror you’re feeling
 
Are you praying for an end to this?
 
We’d all love to fly away
 

Fear Of A Unique Identity

Of all the foals upon the tallest hill
With aching intent to walk
Who has the salt to stand of their own will?
With no consequence at all
 
Fear of a unique identity
 
To seal in stone inclusion with the pack
Where safety comes being one
Every move must be part of the act
And not overstep the mark
 
To stand alone is to be exposed
A shining light in a concrete world
A target sign for the legions and hordes
 
With fading I, the lie is born
Stealing minds from the vacant halls
Sold alive to the dominant law
 

Goodbye

Goodbye to you,
I almost fell by the colours cast at your side
Goodbye to you, you never were well
And your symptoms testified
 
Here in heart, this house of mine,
I'll learn from your lesson so well
 
Goodbye to you, you're unhooked from my world
So this battle I have won
But is it too late to bid farewell,
When you're only almost gone?
When you're only almost gone
 

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