1. |
Pyrrhic Victory
06:32
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The tide is changing, the moon it grows
In search of reason, but it never showed
For it lives in silence and idleness
Buried in the masses of the powerless
Among lost rebels, I'm on the run
Away from facing the western sun
But from the distance I saw it coming
Now I'm the victor who's left with nothing
Is this a hoax
Are we a fable for the common folk
And time tells me
To run from the conventions in history
Ignore the words that we are told
'Cause nothing matters when the story's getting old
But will we fall to prove it all
Are we distorted with every word
Radicals or sheep following the herd
The defining moments are swiftly coming
Will we be the victor who's left with nothing
Is this a hoax
Are we just soldiers dying off the coast
And time tells me
To run from recurring themes in history
Ignore the words that we are told
'Cause nothing matters when the story's getting old
But will we fall to prove it all
The strength is lost
It died for an unknown cause
Far from home, on strange lands
To feed empire's demands
What if we fought
For something we thought
Was real to us
Like compassion and trust
Is this a hoax
Are we a fable in the books they wrote
Concerning agony
Over who we are and where we wanna be
Ignore the words that we are told
'Cause nothing matters when the story's getting old
But will we fall to prove it all
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2. |
Marx My Words
05:26
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Eyes looking up
Filled with visions of
Monuments falling
And revolution calling
Periphery and metropole industry
Colliding head on
Underground inspiration
Is lifting through the nation
And it keeps your little fingers waiting
To destroy a generation
Faced with annihilation
And at last I hear the sirens wailing
Incessant knocks
In tune with ticking clocks
One last man at the top
Silent as he walks
You're dead inside
How will you sleep at night
When everybody's gone?
'Cause you distort situations
On every TV station
And eclipse the will of millions living
In surplus populations
Their running out of patience
And their wounds are bleeding on your hands
What's the use in following the rules
When the devil makes an offer of love renewed
And the chance to run
Into unknown fields of gold
Been here before
And still I'm not so sure
What's going on
Now I'm waiting at the station
For the chance of liberation
But the train ain't coming
And I am tired
Of the same sick feeling
Can it be that I'm dreaming?
And that nothing will ever mean a thing?
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3. |
Fading Perceptions
05:14
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Exhausted, losing grip
Hostilities invading my ship
The damage is all done
Now jump in and swim from
The mistrust that guides us
The worst parts of what we love
Conception returning
Of nature I am learning
But wait, it's gone away
And now everyone's the fucking same
But we retire in our own way
To work 'til our hands bleed
It's labour to fulfill another's greed
Weep until my eyes dry
Over thoughts consumed by
The mistrust that guides us
It's the worst part of all love
Perception returning
Of beauty I am learning
But wait, it's gone away
And now everyone's the fucking same
But we recede in our own way
Impersonalities surround me each day
So anxious and afraid
Of the chances left to take
But wait, it's gone away
And now everyone's the fucking same
But we fall in our own way
Away, you've gone away
And now everyone's a fucking slave
But I'll see you again someday
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4. |
Incisions
04:54
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Apathy turned
Into friction
Are we ever
Carried by the winds of change
Dressed in colours
We passed each other
Never wanting to know
This ain't your fault
It's how we rely on time
To resuscitate the good
In our poisoned minds
Soon we'll all be
Gone to relieve this place
And bring back the innocence
That our tainted lives erased
The paths we take
The roads we paved
The mark we made
Forgotten in the waves of change
How does it feel
To belong here
I guess I'll never know
'Cause I'm just too cynical
This ain't your fault
It's how we rely on time
To resuscitate the good
In our poisoned minds
Soon we'll all be
Gone to relieve this place
And bring back the innocence
That our tainted lives erased
All the words and numbers
Incised upon our wonders
Purposes unclear
When do they all disappear
This ain't your fault
It's how we rely on time
To resuscitate the good
In our poisoned minds
Soon we'll all be
Gone to relieve this place
And bring back the innocence
That our tainted lives erased
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In the dead of night, we're all alone
No civil rights, no place to call our own
Cannibals feed on us
While the gears of their machines slowly rust
A prototype of the blamed
A voodoo child, faceless and unnamed
My Third World grows, my value lies
In your home, where you don't have to hear our cries
Because you always run away
Back and forth across the slate
But simple minds are hard to change
When nobody takes the blame
Capital takes flight
And the days go by
And before we know it we're left to die
But I don't care what you think you need
I don't want no more tears for my family
You bought it, you sold it
But you'll never own it
'Cause this planet's not your commodity
And this you'll never see
Because you always run away
Back and forth across the slate
But simple minds are hard to change
When nobody takes the blame
There were days when life was something
More than just a fuel for the state
What have we become, for a system
Doomed to failure, a lifestyle of which you're so sure
Because you always run away
Back and forth across the slate
But simple minds are hard to change
When nobody takes the blame
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6. |
Days of Humanity
05:25
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The sun is shining, but I'm in the shadows
The zombies on these billboards swallow
Our freedom with their eyes, glorious in their disguise
Rituals of youth tear up our insides
Now I walk these wastelands where we'll
Stumble forever but never fall
Past something beyond these crowds
On the outside of this town
And now everything I love is fading
I said don't waste my time
I said don't waste my time
I'm getting out of here
when the best things in my life
are all gone
Notions of discontent
Are worsening with every breath
I'm not alive when I'm staring at
Visions of Hollywood that I don't wanna see
Stuck on a pedestal of false images and dreams
I'm not running, but I'm a stranger
I'm calling out to you
Won't you answer?
I said don't waste my time
I said don't waste my time
I'm getting out of here
when the best things in my life
are all gone
I'm not waiting, I'm not waiting for you
Am I wasting time,
are the best things in my life even true?
I said don't waste my time
I said don't waste my time
I'm getting out of here
when the best days of my life
are all gone
I'm not waiting, I'm not waiting for you
Am I wasting time,
what if the best days of my life are all through?
Which side are you on?
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