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BLACKHAND TACTICS
01:22
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SHADOWS MOVE IN CONCENTRIC CIRCLES
FATES DETERMINED BY HIDDEN HANDS
THEY WANT TO BURY ME
WITH EVERY DREAM
EVERY SONG UNSUNG
EVERY SIGHT UNSEEN, NO!
I AM NO LIVING GHOST!
WE ARE THE LAST
WE ARE THE LOST
WE ARE THE FASHIONABLY LATE
WE'VE GIVEN LIFE
WE'VE GIVEN LIMB
WE'VE GIVEN EVERYTHING
YET IN THE END THE HAND THAT FEEDS IS STILL THE ONE THAT
HOLDS OUR HEADS BENEATH THE WATER
FEIGNING CONSCIOUSNESS
WE REFUSE TO LET THEM KEEP US
BURDENED (BURN IT) TO THE GROUND!
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CONTEMPORARY LOWS
01:17
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THESE ARE DESPERATE TIMES
CONTEMPORARY LOWS
BUT WE FIGHT FIRE WITH FIRE
AIN'T THAT THE WAY IT GOES
THESE ARE DESPERATE TIMES
CONTEMPORARY LOWS
THEY SAY THE END IS COMING NEAR
TELL US SOMETHING WE DON'T
ALREADY KNOW
THERE'S A STRONG POSSIBILITY
THERE'S A PROBABLE DENIAL
THE CONSPIRACY IS A HOAX
AND THE TRUTH IS ON TRIAL
AND WE ALL DIE ALONE
SO LETS ALL SET FIRE
TO THE CITY ON FIRE!
OUR TIME IS ALMOST UP / SO RAISE A GLASS TO THIS!
OUR TIME IS ALMOST UP / BEFORE THE BODY GOES LIMP!
OUR TIME IS ALMOST UP / NO MORNING AFTER IS GUARANTEED
AFTER A NIGHT LIKE THIS!
WHAT HAVE I BECOME
I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD
THIS YEAR WILL NEVER END
SLEEPWALKING INTO A HOUSE THAT'S ON FIRE
FAKE NEWS ON TV AND GOD IS A LIAR
SLEEPWALKING INTO A HOUSE THAT'S ON FIRE
BAD NEWS FOR US SEEMS OUR GOD WAS ALWAYS A LIAR
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DREAM LIVES
02:03
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IT READ LIKE A KAFKA-ESQUE REJECT MANUSCRIPT
A CAUTIONARY TALE OF EXISTENTIAL RISK
A PEAK BEHIND THE VEIL FOR THE UNINITIATED
METAMORPHOSIS AIN’T ALWAYS WHAT IT SEEMS!
BUT I’D LOVE TO BE A FLY ON THE WALL WHEN I
WAKE UP FROM THIS FEVER DREAM
FROM THE CRADLE! TO THE GRAVE!
(WE’RE ALL ALONE)
FROM THE MASTER, TO THE SLAVE
(I’M ALL ALONE)
JUST BODIES IN THE GEARS, SPIRITS DANCING IN THE GILDED CAGE
BUILT FOR THEM! WELCOMING THE END!
DEATH! TURNS ANOTHER PAGE!
(BOTH PARTS COSMICALLY HILARIOUS, AND INCURABLY INANE
IT’S SO STRANGE HOW EVERY PIECE FITS TOGETHER, FALLING
AGAIN INTO ONE ANOTHER AND COLLAPSING INTO A PERFECT
REFRAIN!
AND FAR BE IT FROM ME TO PRETEND I HAVE ANY UNDERSTANDING
OF THIS, ILLOGICALLY COMPLEX, AND SURREAL TURNING OF EVENTS! I’M BUT A READER POISED ON THE EDGE OF THEIR SEAT, A MAN ON FIRE GRINNING IN INCONSEQUENTIAL BLISS!)
FROM THE CRADLE! TO THE GRAVE!
(WE’RE NOT ALONE, I’M NOT ALONE)
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STATUS ALERT
00:38
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OBLIGATORY EUCHARIST
01:57
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LOW!
SWINGS THE BLADE, REAPING THROUGH SHALLOWS
SEPARATING THE CHAFF FROM THE GRAIN
THE INEVITABLE WANING OF YOUTH
STRAINS TO THE MARROW
A LIFE IN VAIN, A FUTILE RESISTANCE
BE IT FAR LESS THAN ANY OF THESE
NO INEFFABLE TRUTH! LET PAIN BE A GIFT AND
LET DEATH BE A MERCIFUL THING!
(FOR OUR LOSS WAS ALL BUT GUARANTEED)
BUT WHAT COULD WE LIVE FOR WITH NOTHING TO GAIN?
FOR ALL THAT WE’D WON WOULD BE LOST TO THE GRAVE?
TAKE ALL OF ME. I’M YOURS.
TAKE ALL YOU NEED.
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THE IRONY
02:18
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FALL INTO THE FOLD
(YOU NEVER WILL MAKE IT)
SO CONGRATULATIONS!
THE PLEASURE? IT WAS ALWAYS MINE
BUT I’D BE LYING IF I SAID IT OUT OF SPITE
TRUTH BE TOLD IT’S BEEN A WONDERFUL FUCKING LIFE
SPARE ME. THE UNCONVINCING, THE ACQUIESCENT, IRONY!
CAN WE JUST ADMIT IT? WE’VE ALL PLAYED THE FOOL.
BUT BOTH UPRIGHT AND REVERSE WE’VE GOTTA TAKE IT
WIN OR LOSE
BECAUSE IT’S KILL OR BE KILLED, BUT NOTHING IS REAL(?)
STILL DEATH WILL COME FOR A KING
ALL FATES HERMETICALLY SEALED
BENEATH THE SUN AND THE MOON,
MY QUEEN WILL HAND ME A CUP.
TAKE EVERY COIN TO MY NAME
THE ONLY ANSWER IS LOVE!
TO ALL WHO SACRIFICE. CONGRATULATIONS!
TO ALL OF US WHO HAVE SUFFERED. CONGRATULATIONS!
THANK YOU FOR YOUR KINDNESS, AND YOUR PATIENCE UNDESERVED.
FOR THIS IS NOT THE END, WE WILL MEET AGAIN, PERHAPS IN
ANOTHER LIFE.
NOTHING AS CRUEL AS THIS.
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