1. |
A Wake
12:29
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Feel the souls of tortured pilots under violent skies
Hear the roars of mercy under sunlight’s eyes
Hear the silence of the broken, lives upside down
Breathe in these troubled times, nothing’s black and white
Read the scrolls of prophets frozen in the mist of time
Weakening ambitions, strengthening resolve
Feel the ghosts caress our lips and smile so sweetly as
Senseless tears look back in anger for the lives now gone
Congressional demonic dimensions networked laws and spread the bribes
Respectable gangsters and governments,members of the one and only the same tribe
Redundant fresh placentas packaged nicely for lost youth
Hear the cries of victims’ families searching for the truth
Underground the weasels lost in tunnels raise their voices make their choices
Hordes of angry sheep rise up confront the foxes smash their way out of their boxes
Fighting this corrupt system with blatent vicious violence is akin to pouring gasoline straight onto a fire
Lone drone operators saying a prayer before they let loose on the crowd
One mouth starving one suffocating with decadence Trump Tower bursts into the sky
Feel the vibrations of a million souls cry stop this nonsense
Like displaced refugees speaking in tongues at the harvest
Boldly go, where no man has gone before, shadow worlds, the key to the throne
Howling wind hollow hoofbeats breaking ground impervious to pseudo sound
Tedious assignments speculation crossed the haze
You killed me once already, took my junk DNA
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2. |
Power Of The Possible
03:50
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The power of the possible
Weakens the walls
Of the forces of negatives
That squeezes our balls
Criss crossed like a maze
Filtered light fade away
Lost in dead tunnels of coffins that lay
So easily leaking and seeping the womb
An oddly constructed and crumbling tomb
Society's fabric an intricate tapestry
Obliging fragile, rotting deep therapy
Harness the murky light
Matrix of souls
Rambling voices loomed from gaping holes
In the lattice of time
Worn out and bare
Took refuge in re-cycled memories
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3. |
Fiery The Angels Fell
03:06
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4. |
What About The Bees ?
05:03
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Run, run like da bees, run from the trees
Dem fool gone done an’ spray
What about the bees that pollinate the trees
Mist laden rainbows spires of green
Passing the time buying shit you don't need
On the shores of infinity a glass of cold beer
The souls of true heroes transcend pools
Shop 'til you drop and blur the runes
Consumer appliance the game of fools
Roll the dice and bend the rules
Harness the lightning privileged fate
That laughed at our choices spawned new friends
Reluctant fingers carving the scent
Joyful zigzags and a stack of chips
Harmony in numbers cell phone kicks
Bone white tokens fantasy logic
Deities shaking in horror disguises
Sentinels dabble in magical prizes
Fever-ridden molecules reptilian dancers
Kicking scented puppies hospitable temples
Tokens spun gently vigilance ice
Scatter brains seldom satisfied
Lone wolves muzzled and snapping the hooves
Yelps of pain echoed among the grooves
Chief of the god's galactic eyes
All wiped out by pesticides
Run, run like da bees, run from the trees
Dem fool gone done an’ spray
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5. |
Happy Lobotomy
04:35
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Intoxicated, I searched my grey matter
Crossed the fields that yield a most satisfying yarn
An odyssey layered with most pleasurable chatter
A rich bouquet of unusual charm
I had not yet entered the fog of totality
That would surely soon creep up and swallow me
But still remained plausible, anchored in reality
A world that should only be lived with quotes
Happiness isn't happiness if it lasts forever
Again my mind said thinking out loud
With a sigh and a grunt and reluctant endeavor
I beg to differ replied my suspicious mouth
If opposites are the fruits of life
That can turn on a dime from noon to night
Breaking my stride, an engaging grin
A marvelous dichotomy held within
If it doesn't last forever
Where is the line that divides
The up from the down
The rough from the smooth
Steady monotony like a lobotomy
Steady monotony like a lobotomy
Steady Monotony
Happy Lobotomy
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6. |
A World Gone By
04:47
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In three long swallows the premature time stream
Equally audacious I could testify
Surrounded by stars in elaborate dreams
A broken piece of moon hung high in the sky
A thinking man's filter, a smoking man's taste
The transaction of variety, a debut in faith
I fiddled with my rabbit ears, pawed at my rear
Problem pretentious living with the fear
The urban sprawl so grim and bleak
That didn't exist before
Mistrustful subhumans in abundant supply
Mileage is smileage in a world gone by
Burned to the ground the double feature
Nodding the prankster the lawyer the preacher
Buyer or looker ? Better come straight
The wicker man in the window of fate
Quietly propped against antique pranks
And the sky stained yellow with circumstance
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7. |
Oh Mirror
01:04
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Oh mirror how many times for hours on end
Saddened by dreams and searching for my memories
Have I seen myself in you as a distant ghost
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8. |
The Good Stuff
05:15
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I knew it was the good stuff, the metallic twang
Riptides of narcotic flavor across my tongue
Rubbing my temples, throbbing the veins
Emotionally blocked, a perk of the trade
Planting my head in the soothing bass bins
Aching admirations and engaging grins
When will society understand
Prohibitions cause the biggest scams
Serious travesty, a dark malfunction
Oceans of plastic and nervous flesh wounds
Witch hunters thriving in this modern day
Caring not for good reason or what good folks say
Open the gates of puzzled expressions
As cruise line amusements prepare new sensations
Taste buds in laughter, chuckles and grunts
Waiting for time, eternal moment
Sacrificial rumors scrawled on toilet walls
When will society understand
Prohibitions cause the biggest scams
Serious travesty, a dark malfunction
Oceans of plastic and nervous flesh wounds
Witch hunters thriving in this modern day
Caring not for good reason or what good folks say
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9. |
One Vibration
06:20
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The same earth quakes beneath our feet
Our throbbing hearts this fragile beat
Spiralling deep in outer space
This crazy existence our human race
A race to the finish the finish of what
We have the same needs desires and loves
One vibration under the sun
Tuned in dropped out and popped back again
This is for my trippers digital rippers
Bedroom philosophers underground mixers
Streetwise pixies inner city groovers
Beachcombers, ravers shakers and movers
Night crawlers, highflyers early to risers
Magic jack officers deep narco divers
Racers and loafers cool sofa surfers
Hydrobud dabbers and deep spirit chasers
Fire children, doubters shroomers and groomers
Searchers of knowledge spiritual consumers
Bikers and hikers backpack or urban
High rise low riders mortgaged suburban
Amateur prophets profiting amateurs
Entrepreneurial jugglers and janitors
Jokers and tokers smooth funkey tooters
Bicycles skateboards mopeds or scooters
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10. |
Codex Agenda
06:18
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11. |
Be A Twist
03:49
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12. |
What's Up ?
03:48
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13. |
Hot Dogs
04:27
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14. |
Quantum Fearful
01:37
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15. |
Divine Master Controller
08:29
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The sum totality of my inert convulsions
Fervently embracing discarded remnants
Shining like a gong in the midday sun
The prince the noble prophet comes
Clutching a halo, the old fabled system
My Magnox reactor, meltdown applauding
The servant of power and occult aura
I am the Divine Mastercontroller
Falacies and Prophecies hellbent on perversion
Bending Brainstem cell reproduction
Needing Feeding seeding information
All this just to find a real good dating agent
Undisputed pigments of imagination
A colorful but hazy corona of raw illusion
Like feeling the power of a blunt force trauma
I am the Divine Mastercontroller
Oh who needs enemies
When the power shifts uncontrollably
Cos you’re never gonna be who you wanna be
It’s time to take control of our rightful destiny
Indeed my certain prominence doth yay shine
And sure I know the ocean will provide
Inexorable currents filled with jeweled fish
Golden eyes and a gilded mesh
Soft and Silken sheen of youthful bronze
Silver sands and magic wands
A radiant flower and arch astronomer
I am the Divine Mastercontroller
Unique and swimming through seas of space
Stared moodily on the droplets edge
Astronauts gibbered and prayers intoned
Cemetery crevices, rainbows flowed
Tribal councils anxious age
Refrain from chopping souls with rage
To hell with all thoughts mediocre
I am the Divine Mastercontroller
Oh who needs enemies
When the power shifts uncontrollably
Cos you’re never gonna be who you wanna be
It’s time to take control of our rightful destin
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16. |
Antidote
06:36
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Drink your drink
Pop those pills
Do your best to get your thrills
Smoke your smoke
It’s no joke
Get your favourite antidote
You have to tell me to go
Before I would ever leave you
There is so much you should know
Before the man comes knocking at our door
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Tony Byker Tokyo, Japan
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