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New Signs of Fury
02:09
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Destabilised, decentralised our craft diminishes with the tide
We're dissonants in consonance holding on to what we love
The world turns away the words die out
All too content with things we never cared about.
Where is the danger we used to hold?
To defy the odds and all that we were told
Against the grain swimming upstream
Give me new signs of fury to redeem
We drown our minds with empty words diversion leads the dance
Into the abyss of the thieves where we underachieve
They try to steal all we have left inside
To skin us all leave us to bleed and than sell the hide
Where is the danger we used to hold?
To defy the odds and all that we were told
Against the grain swimming upstream
Give me new signs of fury to redeem
Be annoyed, we're in distress
Giving up won't clean your mess
Take it on and fight the few
who restrict all the dreams we pursue (Motherfucking hypo-crits)
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2. |
Smokescreens
02:14
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3. |
Recovery Day
02:54
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Let’s try again to not let it faze you.
Don’t let it get to your head.
All of these things you have been told.
Just be the better man instead.
Competing with your former self.
Struggling to reach for the upper shelf.
While a majority is stuck, stuck in their ways.
Just waiting.. till the end of their days
Never stand still, stop to self-reflect.
Condemning everything you have said.
The world is there to fuel their misery.
But soon they will become a part of history.
Competing with your former self.
Struggling to reach for the upper shelf.
While a majority is stuck, stuck in their ways.
Just waiting.. till the end of their days
So where is our recovery day?
The day we will not adjust.
I’m guessing we entered the fray
Until we fade to dust.
Competing with your former self.
Struggling to reach for the upper shelf.
While a majority is stuck, stuck in their ways.
Just waiting.. till the end of their days
.circling back whilst they regret till the end of their days
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4. |
Mind Your Own Mess
01:52
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Everything these days is magnified with a factor ten
Analysed by pseudo critics with their weird demands
It's an arms race for the longest toes so we can all rise
We stand for nothing, (stand for nothing)we’re fuelled by lies
We're all so weak complaining online from an easy chair
It's oh so easy to criticise when you know it's nowhere near fair
Why are we all so busy with what other people do
Start re-arranging your own mess, clean up that shit named you
Too many statements and turtlenecks are the order of the day
As long as you will stay in line you won't get blown away
I'm sick and tired of all this shit made up to harm us all
It’s a great collapse, you're the first to fall (you’ll fall!)
We're all so weak complaining online from an easy chair
It's oh so easy to criticise when you know it's nowhere near fair
Why are we all so busy with what other people do
Start re-arranging your own mess, clean up that shit named you(named you) what?
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5. |
Chasing Regress
02:37
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We stick around to be recognised
To fulfill ourselves in each others eyes
Questionable figures with their shady acts
We run their errands with no care for the facts
Try to think for once and see
This glorified madness, is it all that we should be?
Way too afraid to fail, we hide in agony
We doubt our own actions giving in to the thirst
To be acknowledged by those with succes
We find ourselves chasing regress
At this point they shine and lights guide your way
A year from now they’ll have died away
This act you put up might bring you short relief
Until it drags you down with only debris to retrieve
Try to think for once and see
This glorified madness, is it all that we should be?
Way too afraid to fail, we hide in agony
We doubt our own actions giving in to the thirst
To be acknowledged by those with succes
We find ourselves chasing regress
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6. |
Evil Intent
02:48
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Such crooked plans drenched with evil intent
It sickens me to my stomach and makes my hands shake
I can't function off this anger and disbelief
Where's the truth in deceptive hidden lies
When do we feel .. satisfied?
Someone sticks this misery on to me
Planned out wreaking havoc on honesty
I try to find the best in everyone I meet
But somehow get drawn into this deceit, into deceit
It resonates with past mistakes and days gone by
When we're young we knew it all, everything else was a lie
We should evolve and learn to empathise
Where's the truth in deceptive hidden lies
Salvaging remains.. with crooked lies
In disbelief it holds me in a firm grip
Being too kind giving evil a chance to grow
They take a finger grab the hand and drag you down below
Drag you down belong
They drag you down, below
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7. |
Coexist
02:32
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In the current ghost of time, dark ages should be gone
Nevertheless the narrow minded are ever going strong
The developed mind should learn, to discern and tolerate
Somehow we're still too dumb to learn, we sow the seeds of hate
Every day I wonder, will we ever see the light
To co exist in harmony without this great divide
Dark clouds they reappear with populists that rise
I hear them talk and my hope slowly dies
I may not agree with you, but I stand for you right
To voice your own opinion without violence and spite
There's no point in killing, for whatever point of view
True wealth lies in understanding, not fearing all that is new
Every day I wonder, will we ever see the light
To co exist in harmony without this great divide
Dark clouds they reappear with populists that rise
I hear them talk and my hope slowly dies
In a way it feels like a balance shift
Like nature's saying “ fight it off, the remaining ones will know”
Right from wrong, but it never happens stupidity will prevail
As long as we all shut our mouths, we're all damned to fail
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8. |
Grown away
02:34
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The dumb repetition of doing just the same
Keeps itching like a parasite eating out my brain
Surprise me with all the stuff I've never heard
Instead of pushing orders and culling the herd
Is there any progress when we abide by all these rules?
There's no redemption in going back to the past
The words you speak are empty phrases we have heard all before
History repeats, there's no change anymore
It hits me every time we've all grown away
From angry words we used to keep going on
It seems we're more concerned with how we to be liked
Than to look around and learn from mistakes we have made
Is there any progress when we abide by all these rules?
There's no redemption in going back to the past
The words you speak are empty phrases we have heard all before
History repeats, there's no change anymore
Money and status shouldn't be what we're aiming for
Exposure is your goal there's no ideal anymore
Why don't we stay angry, why don't we resist?
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9. |
Bloated Clown
02:02
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Even after all those years I still don't get it,
This shit we buy into and all the fucked up things we do
It's all conformity for a seemingly warm bath
To be like everyone else and yearn for something you’ll never get
For a brief moment I want you to stand still
Wonder why you're doing this, and is it still free will?
It's all so modest when you're just like the rest
Think of all the great chances you have left
Sometimes I take a look to find this promised land
It never dawns from the desert, fakes are all I see with no demand
Soothing and reassuring it must feel great..
when everyone will agree with anything you’re ever gonna say
I'd rather be alone than be a bloated clown
A product of society waiting to be put down
Like a scavenger waiting for his luck to run down
Desperate and lonely even though everybody's around
It could be me but it doesn't please me
To follow these social standards seems like a fallacy
For a brief moment I want you to stand still
Wonder why you're even doing this, is it still free will?
I'd rather be alone than be a bloated clown
A product of society waiting to be put down
Like a scavenger waiting for his luck to run down
Desperate and lonely even though everybody's around
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10. |
Petty Excuses
02:21
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The middle age, of sedated friends
All so confident we have a means to an end
Diversion for the easy molded mind
Soon we all forget what we ever tried to find
I saw it in us, together we would stand
Like every time before, they all came and went
The sad reflections of your withered ideals
Make me fight , not to be a spineless man who kneels
I will never be like you , your petty excuses won’t do
I will grow as you stumble onto your end without a clue
It’s seems too hard to keep your head up high
Always against the stream, stuck asking why
I doubted myself a million times before
Still there’s no reason to quit, to fight only once more
I thought we’d stand the test of time and go
Decimate mediocrity and care for what we know
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The world is getting weirder as days just flash on by
Repetitive behavior of the dumb and ill behaved
If this was the greatest test of our time I’d be just fine
Somehow we can’t place this in perspective, and lay it on the line
Sometimes I shake my head in disbelief
How to deal with the puerility I receive
We’re all demanding for our capitalistic gains
Only dying for the next trend, to eat our brains
There is no zombie threat there is no killing spree around
So we are all offended by some restriction in our time
It’s hard to see perspective when you’ve always had it all
Sometimes hardships and pain can help you learn, something after all
Sometimes I shake my head in disbelief
How to deal with the puerility I receive
We’re all demanding for our capitalistic gains
Only dying for the next trend, to eat our brains
The world is getting weirder as days just flash on by
Repetitive behavior of the dumb and ill behaved
If this was the greatest test of our time I’d be just fine
Somehow we can’t place this in perspective, and lay it on the line
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12. |
It's Over
03:17
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It is over, silence fills my mind
All the chaos of days before are now far behind
It feels so stale now ,like emptiness prevails
No more remnants are left of those ancient tales
You said it before you don’t prioritise this sentiment
no more, so you don’t pursue, it to any end
No more plans to run away in your dystopia
A brief fleeing instinct to a far gone utopia
No more scattered contact, or grief for your sin
Bridges burn, a beautiful fire, an end with no begin
A weight of my chest I’m learning to fly
You’ve exited this vicious circle, leave it to die
You said it before you don’t prioritise this sentiment
no more, so you don’t pursue, it to any end
No more plans to run away in your dystopia
A brief fleeing instinct to a far gone utopia
It’s over and out, weakness will not take me on
There’s no lie, when the past is long gone
You wore this like a guilt over your life
The succubuses have returned to hell to not further defy.
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13. |
Something out of Nothing
02:51
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Designed for nothing, made to fade away
Death lurks in the shadows constant threat of decay
We paint so many pictures how to live our lives
We tend to get so scared at times we fail to try
Something out of nothing, a cure for this disease
Not waiting to be judged not waiting till I cease
Something more than nothing is what keeps us going on
This passion in our hearts is what we thrive upon
Monuments to remind us, we're only passing by
As if it's all forbidden, to step it up this time
Nothing has a meaning till we make it for ourselves
And looking in the mirror never got us anywhere
Something out of nothing, a cure for this disease
Not waiting to be judged not waiting till I cease
Something more than nothing is what keeps us going on
This passion in our hearts is what we thrive upon, Go!
It might not make much sense but it’s all that we leave
So we might as well insist to do it without grieve
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14. |
Ultraviolet
02:31
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It’s unimaginable for me, this herd mentality
You’re all the same, we’re all to blame and nothing will ever change
This is all slowly going down to the same proverbial drain
Stupidity reigns, great promises fade out and die in vain
It somehow never ceases to amaze me
In the time of instant information we’re somehow swayed by idiocracy
You’d think at this point our evolution would shine
Somehow we’re put in reverse speeding into decline
I’d wish to see that we could do better than this today
Reality somehow smacks me down and chases my hope away
Like a bully in high school pushing all sense away again
Grooming a polished turd, straight into the abyss with no plan
We’re on the brink of collapse but diverted astray
Nothing matters outside your comfort zone any way
We fail again and fail again to see with our open eyes
Like a drug addict falling back for another shot, shot-of-lies
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15. |
Cloud Saved Identity
02:59
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Held down by the constant pressure of your peers
The age of information like a flood into our ears
It was never as hard to deviate as it is today
It takes your A game to distance yourself away
Where do we keep our sanity?
When everything is thrown in our face each day
How can it be good for anyone if it comes that easily?
Free from the rules in the shadows they operate
Hidden agendas, population control they sow the seeds of hate
We're all defined by a digit bubble on a wire
This cloud saved identity of the walking dead will see us expire
It's a social genocide for uniformity
A twisted machine telling you, consume! and don’t question me.
There's no margin for error when it's only yes or no
No room for personality, in the robot show
Where do we keep our sanity?
When everything is thrown in our face each day
How can it be good for anyone if it comes that easily
Free from the rules in the shadows they operate
Hidden agendas, population control they sow the seeds of hate
We're all defined by a digit bubble on a wire
This cloud saved identity of the walking dead will see us expire
Free from the rules in the shadows they operate
Hidden agendas, population control they sow the seeds of hate
We're all defined by a digit bubble on a wire
This cloud saved identity of the walking dead will see us expire
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