1. |
Yet Unnamed Intro
01:53
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2. |
Midnight Report
07:15
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Total awareness for a few selected minds
What no one suspects is what no one ever finds
Uranium mirrors that reflect who we are
Still without the stripes every man and woman is a star
Make sure that you never fall out of grace
So say a prayer for the holy interface
Make it count, it will surely save your soul
Overprotection and an absent reaction is control
(So out of control!)
Watch us! We’re the Gamma and the Omega
Touch us and your hands will most likely burn
This is where we’ll make love in radiation
Heed us! Will you ever learn?
You the people handed them the radiant crown
and once again the fiery sceptre came down
Let the corroded bells of coronation ring
A king of nothingness is nothing but a king
Children of a nuclear passion will sing our dirge
like opposite suns just longing to merge
They will eclipse your dust-laden court
and send you a second midnight report
Stare into these godly eyes as they slowly fade
Punishment through evolution is our trade
As we walk the blood-red desert of existence
There’s no longer room for any intermittence
This contaminated air will refuse to hold
Whispers of humanity that you once sold
Will the sands of time cover your tracks
in an age which holds neither fiction nor facts
Watch us! We’re the Gamma and the Omega
Touch us and your hands will most likely burn
This is where we’ll make love in radiation
Heed us! We won’t return
Watch us! We’re the Gamma and the Omega
Touch us and your hearts will most likely freeze
This is where we made love for your salvation
So fuck it all! Bring us thy peace
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3. |
Lover/Enemy
06:26
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My mind comes to life in a cloud of denial
and bittersweet fright
The air is filled with a stench of sulphur
and brimstone, all right
It’s all coming back like a fist to my face
I’ve been slashed and exposed to the usual case
and a brief, warm but hollow embrace
History repeating itself for the nth time
Damn it, damn me, damn your eyes
As the fool that I am I can never tell lies
from what’s meant or what’s true for a while
then revoked or repressed
There’s no way in hell I can rest
All the things I’ve been told are left out in the cold
or replaced by a brand new way that you feel
and only thing left is that nothing, nothing,
nothing, nothing is real
I get the message – I am disposed
I am a has-been and the file is closed
Whatever name he has
he’s someone that I used to be
Whatever happens,
he’s her lover and my enemy
Used and confused and battered and bruised
I was left for dead and then easily seduced
And I fell for you and the oldest trick in the book
once again and again and again and again
You have different shapes, you have different names
but I know it’s you, and I hate your games
There’s a plan going on and you’re doing your best
There’s a rock of the size of a heart in my chest
Get over yourself, you had it coming a long time ago
You’re a fading memory, face your misery
Everything you say is a bad excuse
And don’t you dare to compare me
with those you’ve encountered before
You are full of deceit, you did lie, you did cheat
All the things you did made you easy to replace
and fill up the empty space
And now I have fallen from grace
Restless, dreamless, hopeless, emptiness, sickness, distress, jealous fucking mess, endless, faithless,
no control, black hole, dead soul
I am the hunter, I am the prey
My mind’s a-drifting all these miles away
Despite your vain attempts to rid yourself of vanity
Despite the fact that he’s your lover and my enemy
You easily forget the way you did sneak
Well, the flesh was willing and the spirit was weak
I wish I could say that I care but I wont ‘cause I don’t
You don’t ever know what you want
Well, once it was you but you faded away
I am sorry, your ignorance forced me to stray
There might a few things I never did say
And I guess what I did has price I must pay
But please just get out of my way
Some things so fragile might just explode
and scatter all around the winding road
We crossed the thin line
between moral and profanity
This is the moment of letting go
and drift apart a let new forces flow
Why wasting energy on things that cannot ever be?
There’s always someone’s lover
Someone’s god damned enemy
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I’m a bad reputation, I’m your inner voice
I’m the crawling sensation of your favourite choice
I’m the reason to every bad thing you’ve heard
and you know that it’s true; every word
So laugh! Enjoy! As long as you’re sure!
If people buy it, then who is the whore?
Believe! Receive! Keep your visions intact!
Why confirm what you hold for a fact?
I will make you humiliate yourself
in the meanest and creepiest possible way that I can
I don’t need get dust and blood on my hands
You can have it yourself
I’m just a Non Trigger Man
Who am I to dispute what the rumours say
I’d just better live up to them every day
Do not bother to face me and tear down your walls
Keep away, ‘cause your truth
might turn out to be false!
Whereas some things are unforgettable
Certain deeds are just unforgiveable
I’ve been waiting for the perfect moment to strike
It’s payback time in a way you wont like!
Oh yes indeed, I’m a stillborn demon
Unspeakable spawn of the devil’s semen
Roaring mad, I’m going ballistic!
A God incarnation or just kabbalistic
There’s a price on your head,
make sure that I’ll bring ya
I’m a backwards speaker, evil ninja
Nosferatu! Desperado!
Sado sado sado sado sadomasochism!
Mostly words can speak louder than action and force
and I’ll have you choke on the ones that are yours
In a perfect world your soul will disintegrate
Fuelled and powered by agony, love and hate
Your fate! I wont hesitate!
There are so many punishments yet to create
Just wait! It’s never to late to give up
You were fishing for trouble and I was your bait!
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Come closer, my friends and I’ll tell you
about wonderful things that I hate
Some nice contradictions and failures
to gain some control of your fate
In the void of the dawn of creation
it all started out very well
A rebellion rose from damnation
and God was banished from Hell
A final advice for those who adore
the great concept of absence of light
I have told you before
(but you chose to ignore me)
about things that go bump in the night
I just might say that I lied
I could say that everything
you’ve read or heard is false
It’s an insight! If you claim that everything
I say is wrong – that’s right!
We’re permitted to break prohibitions
We’re forbidden to do what we may
Every science is pure superstition
and approaching means running away
Let’s play!
Like once upon a time when I played dead
and the ghouls played knick-knack on my head
An awakening mind and some quickening shocks
put your soul’s contamination
from the ignorance pox in the brain box
With some true contradictions of a paradox
Never mind what you see, just what makes you feel
In the ultimate and multiple design,
here’s the deal:
A healing diversion within what’s logic
A tainted perfection is quite chaotic
Make sure to embrace what lurks in the basement
Peace, Love and Understatements
The unlimited space is surrounded by borders
The spic-and-span illusion of the perfect flaw
The equal mark between justice and order
Makes it criminal and terminal to break the law
(of fives)
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Far from all things can be measured
No units are of any use
Last time we were here for your pleasure
And now we are here to confuse
Come back, get away from my presence
Be silent as loud as you can
With one single word in a sentence
just tell me the story of man
The water is dry and the fire is cold
As well as the darkness is bright
Remember all things that you have been told
and reverse them and everything’s right
I was singing songs that were never written
and vomiting things that I never ate
I am vampirised but was never bitten
I make things I cannot create
Make sure to remember your future
Look forward to things from your past
I’ll have the last impressions first
since the first impressions last
Uniting the fission, dividing the fusion
Expand and collapse, in a vortex divine
Behold our mission of endless confusion
And there’s more than meets the eye
of the pyramid, true to the goal
of the great illumination of the sleeping soul
Break down what you know and reshape all the words
Since I want all things I decline
then the golden apple is mine
The first things from now on are always the latter
What comes in between will be after and first
The most sane and controlled is as mad as a hatter
and drowning and dying of thirst
Here is a time and now is a place
All keys can be opened with locks
Real life is a crack in the fabric of space
All logic contain paradox
Ave Discordia, Eris gratia Domina
Vox clamantis in obscura, de chao ordo
I’m back in a place where I’ve never been to
and bringing some things that I don’t possess
I have met you before, though I’ve never seen you
My negative answer is yes
We’re heading towards the beginning
and running away from the end
See, all of the words that we’re singing
are real if you only pretend
I am average beyond all comparison
and my humbleness is second to none
What comes to an end will forever go on
with a smile from the prettiest one
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7. |
Happy Day in Zombietown
05:59
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Say you want a revelation
Stay connected to your dearest console
Every god is a TV station
Infrared links of faith in a remote control
Sit down and shut up
Blipvert transformation in essential
parts of your brain
Yo-ho! Go with the flow!
A bypass operation and the undead state will remain
Hail the Network! Closer to the screen!
Entertainment of all kinds to be seen
There’s a channel for every taste
All recycled garbage and human waste
Seeing is believing, hearing is convincing
Feeling is confusing, so cut off the nerve
Freedom is receiving, thinking out of question
Prime-time victims ready to serve!
You watch them and they’re watching you
Happy Day In Zombietown
You never know how far they’ll go
Happy Day, oh Happy Day
Don’t touch that dial! You’re welcome to the show!
They’ll satisfy you in ways you didn’t know
You tune the frequency, adjusting your antenna
Forget your decency! Get ready for Gehenna!
Your watching makes their wallets grow
Happy Day In Zombietown
Your numbness is your greatest foe
Happy Day, oh Happy Day
So help them press the concept further
Celebrating death and murder
Life will take commercial breaks
and you’re for sale
Who is in love, who’s supposed to be dead?
Who’s doing what with whom in bed?
What will become of the cast in the end?
It all depends, how much time will you spend?
Who is the victim, numb to the core?
Undead and starving, clawing for more
The actor, the maker, the viewer, the lot?
Camera rolls! Just stick to the plot
Get down and decrease! Always at ease!
Things will go as the audience please
Give what they want and they will behave
It’s not always human flesh they crave
Some mental fast food! Mass production crap!
Everybody will fall into the trap
All the people turn their TV-sets on
This is how way the west was won
Passive re-creation! Force fed information!
Happiness is mandatory, smile and be nice!
Lifelike simulations, faking situations
Watch your brain cells dropping like flies!
Time and cash is of the essence
to insure your further presence
Hidden cameras, microphones
will turn them into mindless drones
Snapshot scenes for future use
Who’s next in line to be abused
Money talks and zombies walk
They’re free to stalk as long as they can pay
Oh Happy Day!
Sit down and worship
Make sure to make them proud
Be a part of the undead crowd
Get your application to the highest bidding station
Fifteen minutes of humiliation!
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8. |
Man of God
01:39
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9. |
Whistling in the Dark
07:29
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Watch us stalk in crowds and want to been seen
In the night
See us dress in black though we favour green
We’re a sight
We’re God’s gift to you all in our drunken dreams
as we sip on our wine
Saying hi to the ones who act right
and ignoring the rest makes us feel so fine
As we lay ourselves to rest in eternal sleep
We’re whistling in the dark
We’re alone in nocturnal dreams to the end
We’re whistling in the dark
It’s a style over substance
but who dares to tell anything
Don’t disturb me, I pose (I suppose)
or at least I pretend to be king
I don’t give a bat’s ass for what you have to say
as long as I’ll get lots of ink in my face
wrapped in cobweb and lace
I’m a statue in motion and you’re a disgrace
As we lay ourselves to rest in eternal sleep
We’re whistling in the dark
We’re alone in nocturnal dreams to the end
We’re whistling in the dark
Silent shadows in moonlit night
No one hears as we’re whistling in the dark
And we manifest ourself in your deepest fears
Whistling in the dark
Whistling in the dark, my love
I’m quite shallow though my grave is not
I’m afraid of the sun
And my kind of a party’s a place
where nobody has fun
It’s enough to just stare out each other,
decide who’s the queen of ice
And damn the ones who won’t follow the rules
and declare that things can be nice
Whistling in the dark, my darling
I’m immortal I swear, I’m as undead as Cain
I’m a bloodsucker, motherfucker
I don’t wanna get stuck here
I’m the prince of the night, a beast in my own right
I wear jingle bells to ward off hell
It’s our way of darkness
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10. |
The Conflict Synthesis
09:14
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Void. Nothingness. Empty, hollow and vast
Still whole in a sense
in a state that was not meant to last
Then shapes and time occurred after a second
and an eternity
The birth cry still rings in the depth of our hearts
as we measure the powers that be
What have we done?
What will become (of us?)
Enter the fourth day, first sunrise, first spring
Waters sprawling with life, new life
Lives with no names and no nature
No given task until the evening — breed!
Breed and fill the seas
as flying creatures will fill the skies
Serpents came the fifth day,
quite appropriate in retrospect
as did hordes of nameless shapes of different kinds
Breed, they were told — breed!
One being, still alone but later given company,
was put in charge of giving names to everything
A process that would occupy his kind
for as long as there are things to name
Serpents had their own ideas then
They crossed lines as they pleased
Eating things not yet named by the first man
Biding time, for unknown reasons
What nature they were given,
they lived out freely, free of guilt
Since guilt was still hidden in forbidden seeds
that would grow to certain things to come
Don’t you feel ashamed for following your nature
Let’s blame a crawling thing for human curiosity
Origin give-away, break it up, go astray
Just listen to what serpents say, sacrifice your dignity
Innocence once lost can never be regained, they say
And as the first fruit was given; freely taken
the insatiable hunger for structure was planted
an urge that would challenge balance for a long time
Even the events so far were later written down
in terms like these
for those newborn minds to comprehend
Passing forward centuries
of frequently changed histories
Total lack of harmony and peace
Enter: Law of Gravitation
Second fruit reshapes creation
Holy force and open source
of nature bring another course
Re-draw and systemise it
Break down and crystallise it
Construct realities and claim the one cosmology
Put numbers on the verses, use preset universes
The Word and figures versus heresy and entropy
Balance, come to me! Silence, set me free!
It’s been written down, some say calculated
Both cases state the facts
Subjects for your reverence
Rational or biblical, both a static ignorance
Defendance of the righteous way
is the basic preference
Programmed and disturbed!
Break out from the herd!
Caught and entangled by X, Z and Y
Driven by conscience and fear
Still we will always admit and deny
Search for the purpose and why we are here
Some decide what’s to be banned
and leave it buried in the sand
The truth is never really quite at hand
Hit the cosmic switchboard in the binary Utopia
Wipe out any discord and bring us neophobia
Control and synthesise me, patrol and patronise me
Keep down the circuits to a level of convenience
Dissect and analyse me, direct and tranquillise me
Divine or scientific, doesn’t make a difference
Serpents of the cloth and the age of reason
Receive the golden gift, third fruit of prosperity
Insecure, immature, madness or insanity
Regardless of what you say, patterns of humanity
We’re still (giving names, playing games)
and ever will (‘til the end is nigh)
Fulfil (what we’ve done since the dawn of time)
or feel (the fullness of the sublime)
No matter what, we’re trapped in the rift
between the concrete and the abstract
Name it all you like but you’ll never fill the holes
never grasp the full concept, none of us ever will
So don’t even bother to paint me a whole picture
I didn’t ask for or even want
Morloccia laetificat cor hominis – et alia!
Hic et nunc – in saecula saeculorum!
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11. |
Concsecration
06:41
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