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Anarchophobia
01:20
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Rerouted resistance
Gridlocked deadend high road
Husk of dissent forms
Electoral cocoon
Anarchophobia
Fool's gold of victim's badge
In abstinent command
Glorify submission
As we're fucked by system
Anarchophobia
As we face extermination
We'll claim no dignified death
Maintain status quo
Collapse remains our only hope
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2. |
Nasty Cobra
01:06
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Hatching between piles of
Gorezone and Thrasher
Suburban nest in the
Shadows of your home
Baiting your children
Into the slimepit
Radical snake cult
Crawls from your womb
Piercing the nightskin with
Forbidden hisses
Slithering forces
Are taking control
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3. |
Iconoclast
01:18
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Straying from wilderness
Intuition unfolds
Loss of innocence
Values imposed
Rewild to reclaim
Hidden paths
Sacred existence
Iconoclast
Inner dimensions awaken
Atmosphere of gold
Shed the consumer flesh
Ikari soul
With rhythm regained
Visions recast
To live another way
Iconoclast
Now we live in fear
Of losing all that we've known
Abandon the scaffolding
For a world of our own
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4. |
The Subject Terrain
01:40
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In truth, I want nothing to do with this place
In service to others, there's no escape
Entitlement begs their silent claim
That I don't belong here anyway
Carve kind words across finish lines
With the finest care to take what's mine
Staking off space with the sharpest glare
Because there is no room for me there
Standing aside, still in the way
Conviction yields to accommodate
No trust in the space that each of us take
As false judgment extinguishes grace
A wound that won't heal right away
With control lost to collective gain
May lubricate the rusted sheath
And birth the bladestrike underneath
Power drained, reclaimed as one
To see this order come undone
Reflection of grace, lost, now seen
With intention expanding our range
To uncover sanctuary
Though maps may vary on subject terrain
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5. |
Spellcaster
01:24
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Set course in fear of starvation
An abbreviated range of motion
Youthful enchantment diminished
Through industrial devotion
Born enslaved
Visions cast down for careers
Settle into our graves
Endless night drawing near
Summon forth Dream Lord
To reclaim that which remains
Forgotten, not gone
In Cairns of the Eternal Daze
Perception enshrined
Pleasure activates sigil
Sights have aligned
To manifest true will
Vanquish fear of mortality and
Dissolve into all that shall be
Weaponize your free will
Synchronize a new legacy
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6. |
Owkrer
01:30
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40 hours, weak after week
A failing order of mind and body
Undervalued and underpaid
My resignation is underway
Recognize you will never
Be good enough
For this rotten system
Yeah, we've had enough
Yeeaaahhhh
Reposition myself as a curse
Understand that we've been coerced
To refuse that which each day could bring
In service of no one and nothing
This system could never
Be good enough
Not for any of us
No, we've had enough
Nooooooo
There are ways more deserving
Than this occupation of selves
Break away from a life of serving
Recast your deed as the spell
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7. |
Healter
01:22
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You have already chosen our fate
Forming our home to this hell
Blinded by privilege, your Midas Touch
Cloaking these streets under wealth
Melt away gold from your throne
To pour back down your throat
Insatiable thirst to dominate space
Has left us nowhere to go
But you have already marked your own grave
Evicting our spirits to the sea
A storm is coming, waves rolling high
To crush apart the bourgeoisie
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8. |
Sermon of Gnar
01:20
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Sifting through this hell
Of debt and debris
To worship at a secret altar
Laid in concrete
Enchantments reframe mistakes made sacred
Dripping our blood, we consecrate
Lords of the street spin forth nightmares
Ripping through wax to annihilate
Upon this splintering staff
I summon thee
Abraxas rolling through chaos and order
In perfect balance, cursing thy name
Ye who would cast us out from the shadows
Fearing the fever, our pleasure, our pain
Across blackened streaks
Obstructing walkways
These four wheels, my only sin
Until always
The loss of your temple, a shrine to reclaim
As your world crumbles, I feel no shame
Fallen cathedrals arch over thee
Blessing thy contours in urethane
Vengeance is rolling out from the shadows
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9. |
Dream Demon
01:14
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Unholy Slumber
Nocturnal Power
Soaring through your neighborhood
Illumination by dusk
Astral projective courting
Suburban succubus
Carnal illusion
Haunts your subdivision
Join as one 'neath crooked tree
In diabolic ecstasy
Demonic summoning
Orgasmic energy
We're cruisin' down ley lines
And peekin' through your blinds
Ahhhhhhh
Casting fluids through the sky
To penetrate the night
Spill seed upon the wind
Fornicate in dream flight
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