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Cavé Canem
03:21
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Lyrics: J. Tibbetts/D. Showalter
The hand of power, men in ties pushing solutions and forcing lies. The time has come to draw lines. Which side? Fragmented, not in control. No longer a danger. No threat posed. Before you were even born, your path had been worn. The master's tongue, incorrect thoughts, a wishful contrary, the allusion to truth all cast in sharp relief. Paper hands, glass feet, lead tongues don't speak. Soft brains don't think. They laugh. We weep. Cavé canem.
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Storage
00:28
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Lyrics: C. Wolford
Just let me sleep and put it all away. I really wish that life was a dream. Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide from the things instilled inside my mind. Know where to run. KNow where to hide from life, death, pain, fear, and time.
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Dying Like Flies
01:13
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Lyrics: exerpt from "The Heart of Darkness" by Joseph Conrad
Adapted by J. Tibbetts
It's like a running blaze on a plain, like a flash of lightning in the clouds. We live in the flicker, may it last as long as the old earth keeps rolling. But the darkness was here yesterday. Imagine the very end of the world. A sea the color of lead, a sky the color of smoke. Like a needle in a bundle of hay. Cold fog tempests, disease, exile and death. Death skulking in the air, in the water, in the bush. They must have been dying like flies here. Feel the savagery, the utter savagery. Imagine the growing regrets, the longing to escape, the powerless disgust, the surrender, the hate. What saves us is efficiency, the devotion to efficiency.
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Pyrite
00:53
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Lyrics: M. Davis
This code is cracked and the herds have all dispersed. What's at arm's length and who can mimic what first? When it goes down smooth and there's nothing left to waste, rest assured that the thought by far outweighs the taste. They have themselves to blame.
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Lyrics: J. Tibbetts
The mechanics of procedure, exhausted resources, waste of time. They have their ways. They'll have their way.
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The Good Book
01:09
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Lyrics: J. Tibbetts
Doctrines of faith proclaimed to masses caked in soot and ashes, stained smeared and blemished, black as the hearts of those who profess herding the flock to the cliffs just to die. Always following never questioning why. The good book: candy coated rhetoric chewed up and swallowed whole. Not worth paper it's printed on. Carious towers tolling funeral bells, monuments to hypocrisy. Bullshit idolatry. Living is just self preservation. Why do you think that the sun sets in the West and rises in the East? Degrade. Dissolve. Disintegrate. Ash to ash. Dust to dust. Watch the world fall down. There's no resolve.
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Gray Matter
03:55
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Lyrics: J. Tibbetts
There is no black and white. There is no cut and dry. How can we choose a life or who deserves to die? Shades of gray. What's the price we pay? Metal meets concrete. Freedom through death.
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