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The Light Controller
02:34
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Somewhere in noiseless lanes
young wandering couples still embrace
to feel whole again
one sick, the other shivers
seeking out an end before the world
depletes itself
Have you ever seen the wasted lives?
still screaming out
their chorus brings such unbearable comfort
when the sounds make it under your skin
have you ever felt the dimming lights?
still beaming out
condemning us to ever darker shadows
and it never ends
Lives meant to fall apart
are held together by their hope
corrupts the heart
dark smoke will always rise
a listless joining with good works
left undone
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Juche
02:56
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No words
can describe how this hunger eats away
in a frenzy fed by loss, fear and loss
each day, smaller rations claim our wage
yet, we remain unchanged by this simple
bloodless coup, where men's pride
we'll drag heavy as a weight
No quarter should be given to unburied dead
Bright and distant like aircraft lights
stands the promise of a life
like a lamp who's light you've lit
but through the process drained your sight
revolution knows only blame
first as whispers then as screams
Sewing only seeds to feed our loss
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Another's Brass
03:18
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Every thief is made familiar
when castes draw us into lines
we have no pity left for such ranks
haven't pity for ourselves
two echos never in repose
From common earth to common grave
All lives will be slaves to other slaves
or caged and indebted to themselves
As together they had fallen
so together they will lie
a toast to the weak
mutes their defeat
while trampled underneath the feet of
an ever restless mob
is the ever restless mob
From common earth to common grave
Kneaded like clay with their own blood
into forms they won't know
while living tethered to stagnant homes
that were handed down
As together they had fallen to their fears
so together they will lie
sewn together by their fate
til death we're enslaved
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4. |
Growing Up From Below
03:40
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Losing direction
fearing that we've been down this road before
needing to bring back a meaning to the words
and notes to their sounds or feel the privilege
there was in holding one's hand
These intensions grow bleak or go numb
leaving us to watch our works turn to rust
dig in deeper to know just where you'll lie
graves are dug in comfort where there's worn a rut
So pick a poison that it may guard us all from our fears
because knowing your fate does nothing at all
to diminish it's pain
without a passion
without a purpose
our limbs will dig up
and make hollow the earth
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5. |
Dead Drums Beat
03:08
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Staged etiquette, waring words, leave out the answers that they said
could heal all of these wounds
forced to forget, leaving the past, leaving the actions that you took
up to those who weren't there
breathe in all the blame, scaring the lungs
your innards will bleed without a source
you will drown in yourself
Ignite fiction, bred from reaction
could it silence the loss and bring death without pain?
Bound to repeat, vividly bright
the image in your mind will soon blind
leaving you more alone
Caught in between, not quite dead, not quite asleep
It turns earth into fire, declares the absence of all faith
but still claims piety
blood washes out every road that could lead you back to health
now nothing will return
Bleed yourself and watch the color fade away
Dead drums beat but the pulse remains lost
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