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Dog Bite/Bee Sting
04:41
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I don't know where this road ends, but I know where it starts
Desperate in the chambers of broken teenage hearts
Needing, kneading, their hands away
Sucking themselves to tooth decay
Bitching, hormoaning, the fountain of youth won't stop bleeding
Settling and settling like quicksand round your knees
The more you struggle, the more you squirm, the more you aim to please
Are we two beasts, or one in the same?
Two backs, eight legs, and so much pain
Can't get enough, or seem to shake that sinking feeling
Sinking feeling
Now I've been told to make a list
Of all my favorite things and return to it
When life seem bleak, when all seems lost
To see that I'm truly blessed
Well I've racked my brain and spent some time
Mulling it over and I must resign:
I can count my blessings on a set of amputee's fingers
Of all my favorite things, you disappoint me the least.
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No. No. No. Don't go.
There was no time to say goodbye, my friend
Your castle went quiet before I could open my mouth.
How could I ask you to rise one more time?
The air went silent on a cold September night
I thought I heard your voice at midnight;
It was just the echoes you left behind.
But oh, your voice still shines.
Our hearts and minds burn out,
Like stars they flicker and fade
But your voice on the radio waves
Goes on for better or worse days (x3)
Rise, arise rise
Rise, William, rise!
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Post-Human
02:34
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I dreamt of a time far in the future, where no one who walked on two feet ruled anymore
It was quiet and peaceful, the air was clean
There was no war and no machines
One hundred corporations are responsible for three quarters of the world's pollution. So why are you still shoving reusable straws down my throat?
If things don't change the Earth will be unlivable in the next two decades.
I just hope we leave a chance for whoever takes our place
Gut the shopping malls, and empty the banks
Let the weeds take them back --- greenhouses for a new age
Hail the cockroach, the waterbear reigns
A new apex predator, small and benevolent
I want to rip down all the metal spikes in the trees and man-made columns crumbling
So the birds can reclaim their nesting place
And the homeless will at least be able to sleep
And the lamb lays with the wolf
No one goes extinct or without food
And our own bones are used for fossil fuels
Maybe one day we all will be erased
I think then the Earth might be a better place
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Yake-niku
04:03
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I was dead before they ever wove this net
and still I push in spite its tension
Digging deeper into my skin
Maybe, by some chance of fate, manufactured defect
this noose will break
But still we push, with no syncopation
Stepping on each other, bum rush to the slaughter
Muscles burning - acid searing - pedal to the floor - til the cylinders burst
Waves crash on rocky shores
Swirling and swelling and rolling right over me
Undulating, ovulating
Cruel mother spits me out into an unloving world
My lungs fill with water - face blue as I scream
Pressure pulls me under - struggle cooks my flesh as I sink
We have fought, fought for flight
The Flesh is corrupt, the end is in sight
Embrace me, ensnare me, and save me from this fate
Skin me and gut me
Skin me, gut me, skin me, gut me
Skin me and gut me, and make me whole again
We have fought for flight
And now we must rest assured
That our hollow carapace
Is the final resting place
For the knife that bores through me is not my fame, not my fortune
it's a constant wave of regret
It's a constant wave of regret singing la la la la la
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Die. Cry. Hate.
02:06
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every day something new sacrifice the old you
every day something new sacrifice the old you
every day something new sacrifice the old you
every day something new
I took a walk
took their advice with a grain of salt
and still the air it felt so stale, so false
twice regurgitated, lined in chalk
I can't help thinking that I'm next
my severed head it tells me
that I should go find myself
a deeper hole to bury itself in
Or a closer seat near the door
in case this whole place is rigged to blow
my other half says I have a certain way with words
a sword I used to write your epitaph
but now it seems that blade has turned on me
and yet i turn it in my back like a key
will I feel it more or less?
i cant help thinking it gets worse
maybe it's time to shave off the curse
for those who can't help but help themselves
to fully dissolve and reimburse
We'll make it rain with love
Relentless everlasting sacrifice begone
to care for those you can't afford to hate or know
we'll make it rain
make it reign in love
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Frenetic Burnout
03:01
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What would happen, what would happen, if you changed your attitude?
What would happen if you showed some gratitude?
Would the sky crack open?
Would your thanks turn to ash in your mouth?
If you held my gaze for more than a second, would your eyeballs turn inside out?
Would your carriage start turning back into a pumpkin?
Can I serve you better? Let me know how sorry I should be
Can I serve you better? Just let me know what I should be
Use my body like a sleigh
and ride it down to oblivion
Onward --- look only ever onward,
eviscerate me
Reconstitute me
Trying to be more humble but I can't get closer to the ground, any farther down and I'd be neighbors with the devil
Look outside and tell me --- the sky ain't falling
am I finally ascending?
a life spent waiting
cursed to describe a feeling of being stretched indefinitely
through decades and decades
of dilution and straining
Dilution and straining
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7. |
Never Knows Best
01:29
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Between thunder and smoke
The place where the lies become truth:
Our god is a god of black flames
and in His name we immolate
She stepped into another bee's nest
welcoming that stinging warmth
You'd think she'd know better by now, but she'll set herself aflame
just enough to smoke them out
This town will eat the world
she can't burn everything
but if she doesn't light the match
she won't stand a chance
This whole town talks about her
Says she never knows best
Little do they know one day
She'll set them all ablaze
Turn this whole place into a charnel house
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Interlude
03:57
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She told me that shame was a useless emotion, then she walked out on me
They told me they'd be there no matter my needs, then disappeared, or so it seems
He told me I was so much more than just alone
I knew what he meant, but the sentiment sank in differently
You're more than alone
So much more than just alone
You're more than alone.
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Hysteric
04:44
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Draw down the moon, tooth and nail
dip her in blood, and let it rain down
We fled, stifling moans
Cradling bellies swollen with truth
Flushed out past barred doors and empty streets
We saw too much, knew too much
We ran in packs like wild dogs
Loping as the blood trickled down our legs
We limped when we had to, we shared our pain
What power do we have left
That they haven't taken away
If you were still given
the choice to howl at the moon,
wouldn't you?
Writhing as one - bodies contorted
our tent stained red with unbirth
Visions unleashed - existence distorted
beyond life known to Man
Fever manias unchain, the beast within
I don't crave your blood tonight, got enough of my own
But given the chance to tear you limb from limb
Makes me weak at the knees, weaker at the knees
Draw down the moon, tooth and nail
dip her in blood, and let it rain down
on those that would try and us deny us our pain,
Make them wish they'd never been born
You come for us, silver coat hanger glinting in the night
We drew first blood and we shall draw the last
Are you really any more evolved
With your mandible grip and your modified claws
Can't tell who is who when you stand before me
Who is the lesser beast, and which still has dignity?
Cause building a tower just to look down on us all
doesn't make you any higher a power
Stone peaks block out that pale orb in the sky
but she still shines, and I scream in the night for her
You swear my pain's not here
you swear my pain's not real
You swear my pain's not here
you swear my pain's not real
don't expect you to mourn
you'll wish you've never been born
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Console cowboy
Outlaw, under dog
Under oath to no one but the chase
Some call me low life, others call me basket Case
Fastest fingers in the West
Console for hire
For the highest price
Firewalls, icebreakers crumble at my touch
tapping into virgin code
on a digital frontier
What's one more job between
now and a life of peace
Tear through the Straylight Run
and then cash out for good
Fade into obscurity
or join the Singularity
Panzerboys and razorgirls
Altered and optimized
Performance guaranteed
Discretion is our specialty
Just searching for a fix
Something new to jack into
Intel is the fastest spreading drug
And we're all hooked
What's the price of becoming
Something more than human?
Flesh chassis branded by corporations
Each keystroke recorded
All thoughts are forfeited
If you own me, then who owns you?
If you own me, then who owns you?
Password protected consciousness
Digital self uploaded
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Party of One
03:17
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Grist for the mill
Food for the worms
we all end up in the same sized hole
Churning, burning, a calorific gyre
The start and end of eternal downward spiral
Body is a burden for a tired soul
Collecting cobwebs and dust
Leave me to the spiders, leave me to the dirt
Let them take me back and show me my worth
I’ll let this room become as big as my world
Count the spider’s legs to pass the time
And pluck them off when I need to feel alive
Do they feel pain? Can I feel it too?
What’s left to feel when there’s nothing left to do?
Bottles of piss, puddles of cum
Clippings and kipple and bile and blood
The things that prove I can still create, I am still real
I’ll let this room become as big as my world
Where I'll give names to the shadows passing by
And let these walls embrace me tight
Draw the shades, and lock my door
Learn to live without the light
The bones have reversed themselves
The spider is alive again
It's four legs down but it will crawl
Until you've managed to pluck them all
Pluck em all
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Love's Landfill Lost
02:07
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what defines us destroys us
what entices us devours us
You will gladly feed your hands into the garbage disposal
Of perceived love for some sort of connection you will always lack
You will kindly hurdle towards the woodchipper of vague celebrity
For a few more severed thumbs subscribed to the thought
A carrot on a stick, line-leading lemmings off a cliff
For a life of constant surveillance: forfeit your face for a feeding tube
of endless advertisements
To fatten up your cancerous carcass
Until your can't fit through the door frame
Until they need a saw to cut you in half
so that you make your way down the conveyor belt more efficiently
Methodically separated from your vitamin deficient bones
Til all your sad fragments forget what it's like to be whole
If you ain't buying what they're selling
you're destined to rot on a shelf.
You life has become a ghost room
A ship in a bottle
fit only for observation
A ghost room
A ship in a bottle
Fit only
For observation
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All For Naught
07:43
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Why do we grovel - who says we’re lost - there’s no tomorrow - it’s all for naught
Left my body on the street
With my heart laid flat
On the sidewalk near the uncut grass
While my head now dormant
Still turning like a dancer in the depths of a secondhand loveseat
I saw planes crashing down
In a brilliant display of defiance
With a stark correspondence of orange and red--
Now the cold earth’s shaking with a hapless sigh enough’s enough
No one’s home
Left your remains in the sun while hearing cries of those you love
They want loss?
Well show them loss
Say goodbye to any good that’s come from this depressing lot
I came to on my knees
With my eyes nailed firmly to the husk of these hallowed out bones
Shattered beams bared teeth now swollen from decades of blood and mold
I cried out, but the sound dissolved with the weight
Of my jaw crushing down on my lungs
They found me huddled in a fugue state
Laughing “All you ever need is fucking love”
Love is all
Get me off this crazy thing before I peck out my own heart
Is death the end of our conquest
Or is it simply saying sorry for years and years of waste
simply saying sorry for years and years of waste - OH
“Someone left the cake out in the rain”
No horse, no king
I’m never coming back from this again
C’est la vie, so it goes
C’est la vie, or so it goes
Platitudes of wisdom won’t prepare you for the great unknown
You only like me with my arms bent back
Prostrate against the ground bootheels digging in my neck
The neck contorts, the smile screams
In the mirror, in the mirror, in the mirror
looking back at me
I couldn’t recognize the filthy remains of myself:
A horrible stranger
My eyes became the yellow of yesterday those pitiful reflectors
With a crooked fracture of a grin that said "I am the bed and I am the match and I am the flame and I am the embers"
So when you finally see
The scorched earth for the trees
Will it be all for naught?
In the end we'll all grovel
If we're all lost it's all for naught
If there's no tomorrow
Then why do we grovel?
It's all for naught, so let it flood
Let the light in
Let it flood
Let the light in
We'll let the light flood in
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