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Bricks & Fire
03:37
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We are sick & tired
Of hearing this same old speech
We brought bricks & fire
And have a lesson to teach
We are sick & tired
Of hearing this melody
We brought bricks & fire
That make for a good therapy
We are sick & tired
Of hearing this same old speech
We brought bricks & fire
And have a lesson to teach
We are sick & tired
Of hearing this melody
We brought bricks & fire
That make for a good therapy
Come with me
On a journey to liberate your mind
Set me free
From the wolves that want to see me blind
Come with me and liberate your mind
We will leave this hostile world behind
Goliath and Holofernes
Have both lost their heads
Because someone had the guts
To stand up to them
Can you only make it to the top
If you are a bottomfeeder?
Why can't we stop
Making maggots & leeches our leaders?
"Paradigm changer" and "rebellious"
Hostile systems left me calloused
I have a fist full of stones in my stomach
And well, yeah, in my fist
I want to throw them at some puppets
'Cause, well yeah, I am fucking pissed
We are sick & tired
Of hearing this same old speech
We brought bricks & fire
And have a lesson to teach
We are sick & tired
Of hearing this melody
We brought bricks & fire
That make for a good therapy
I think the inventors of "fighting for peace"
Are the same who invented "blitzkrieg"
Quasi a nazi and stupid as well
If that's the satus quo we will rebel
We will rebel
With tongues like torches
We will rebel
With heads like bricks
We will rebel
With united forces
We will rebel
With pens instead of sticks
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Fuck, the scent of chlorine cannot mask
The stink of boiling trash
Morale codes are bent and meant to surpass
In Potemkian villages on the verge of collapse
I have a tongue, I have a name, I have a face
I am not a number
I have two feet to walk this world in my own pace
I am not a number
Don't tell me about God
And saving my soul
'Cause you have lent your hands
To help dig this hole
Keeping these streets
At a steady pulse
With your simulated prayers
And your backwards cult
Afraid, afraid
Be very afraid
For I am the devil
If you are saint
Letting the old mourn
And the youth is free to hunt
Waiting for the newborn
Like a wolf feasting off a mother's cunt
If Jesus descended from heaven
Wearing golden shoes
You'd fall on your knees
And steel them when he's not looking at you
Greed is in the air
And on your finger tips
In a state of disrepair
You're stealing fucking bricks
Babel has fallen and you will, too
Repercussions will follow soon
You come and look me in the eye
I'm not canonfutter
You call this "home"
I call it "gutter"
Categorized, numbered and presented on a shelf
I'm terribly sorry,
But that's just not the way I see myself
I have a tongue, I have a name, I have a face
I am not a number
I have two feet, walk this world in my own pace
I am not a number
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3. |
The Bite
05:27
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Why just bother staring straight into the sun
When you can hide in the fog and get nothing done?
I hate to break this to you
But I just can't watch what you're going through
You are
Opening a window to close a whole door
Deluded by the concept of control and begging for more
The skyline is singing a sweet, sweet elegy
For people like you who have become their own enemy
Make way for new urges
An itch beneath the skin
A substance that purges
A new need from within
A feeling emerges
To mute the whispering
Dust and ashes on those heads
Already sleeping in their deathbeds
So you're more open
And do better thinking?
You think you are soaring
When I can see you're sinking
Buried in your backyards
And hidden in your drawers
Messed up, pathetic
With a lack of remourse
Count your blessings
And hold them tight
'Cause you're bound to lose
If you stay in the bite
I'm not asking for much
Please just be distant
You have succesfully proven
That you are not resistant
No you are not resistant
So for once just shut up and listen:
One time's too many
A million times is not enough
Chasing the candle
That makes men a moth
Get out of the bite
You're risking your vision, you're risking your sight
Get out of the bite
I can see the angst that you're trying to hide
You're not missing out
When you're not giving in
You'll find yourself
Knee deep in peril
And on those knees
You'll be blaming the devil
You'll find yourself
Face down in the dirt
Blaming those folks
You have hurt
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Alzheimer's
04:08
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13 weeks seem like a stretch
If you have an itch and no one to scratch
Hollow skulls bear mininal weight
On Alzheimer's release
Put me down if ignorance is
A contagious disease
No envy for those who don't fear or bother
They are not happy, they've just been cut from one ear to another
They say: "Empty heads
Don't know the meaning of weltschmerz"
I say they fail to find
The beauty that lies behind
Someone
Listen to my plea
Scream into my ear and enlighten me
The naked truely lead the blind
Who believe they're just passers through the night
Alzheimer's is not a fucking threat
If you have nothing to forget
Nothing to forget
How can you forget what you never knew?
How can you know?
How can you know that you've been deceived
How can you know?
If you refuse to perceive?
No one can take what I've learned
No thief can steal what I know
This is me voicing concern
About a mentality slope
Listen to my plea
Scream into my ear and enlighten me
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