1. |
Naš Tretji Uvod
04:24
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Bank, korporacije, lobisti, tržiše Zarote, tehnologija, nadzor, laži Podnebje, globalno segrevanje Potresi, požari
Policijska brutalnost, neredi Bombe, pištole
Virus, pandemija, zaprtje, cepivo Terorizem, strah
Negotovost, dvom Korupcija, lažne novice Volitve, milijarderji Nasilje, religija Nepravi nost, smrt Hvalite ikonoklast
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2. |
Mean World Syndrome
06:04
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Well hey!
If it isn’t favourite audience
Always ready to listen and learn Bow down,
your obedience
You’re in luck, we’ve decided to return
For years they have been lurking in the tunnels down beneath
They’re back into the limelight Now armed to the teeth
So, just what you’ve waiting for Morlocks in the house
Lamashtu, Innocentius and that fucker Strauss
Consider them a threat
to morality and common sense You ain’t seen nothing yet
of their bizarre and cryptic influence Prepare to be lead astray
Courtesy of Käpt’n K Nothing will make sense
to your confusion and dismay
It doesn’t matter what you try Everyone is gonna die
Join the lamentation
of the mean world syndrome Hiding in the shadows
of your own safe little universe Under the impression
that it’s always getting worse!
And it is! You know it’s true!
Black helicopters coming for you and your guns!
By the power of mace and taser
You glorious chemtrailblazer
You’re so pretty in your tinfoil hat You are clutching pearls
the world is flat
What kind of fuckery is that?
Some like it dirty (Some like it dirty)
Some like it (Some like it hot
Some like it different
like it different)
But we do
(Oh no we don’t)
The world is full of things That we never comprehended Pull my strings
and let’s get offended
Cut and run, cease and desist It’s all so problematic
and we’re keeping a list
And I can’t handle words I don’t know what to do
My natural reaction is to deplatform you
Take measures and ban this song Everything is bad
if you’re doing it wrong
And always remember that you’d rather be dead
Than give in to the man and that chip in you head
Drink your silver, stay secure
Completely resistant but ritually impure
True to the Q, let all secrets transpire
Remain in your echo chamber Preach to the choir
Never make up for the lack of spines
Always assume and read between the lines
Hidden death rays spreading through the air
Make sure to wake up, sheeple
Stick it to the lizard people
Bringing out the panic and despair
And they feed on irrational fears
Doomsday is coming, it will end in tears
But I’m just a morlock and you know that’s why I don’t care
I was born to raise cats
Nobody but you can authorize opinions
Everybody’s evil but you and your minions
Smash your own head!
Rinse and repeat!
Everyone’s a slave to the ultra heavy beat
They said it on the news There ain’t no cure
for the present time blues, no! Nobody hears you, what a shame
Dissent and denial, the modus operandi Trust no one, keep your laser handy There’s always someone else to blame
They’re onto me, they’re onto you
They’re onto God and country too
Everything you can’t explain is nothing but an outrage
Post traumatic soul distress
Damaged by the yellow press
Put your own brain in a Faraday cage
Name the prize!
Advertise!
Weaponise!
Agonise!
Easy to control
Everything is fatal and it’s aiming for your soul
There’s nothing much to tell
But a great deal to sell
Everybody’s hostile
The horizon has blackened
It’s a pity that the world will end
But worse things have happened
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3. |
The Golden Goddess
07:26
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I am disarray
You have lost your way
We will travel on cosmic rays I was born of night
Goddess out of spite
Hear me sing or just turn away
Me, deceivous
Glorious, devious
Tell me what you see
Hear my serpent hiss
Feel my dagger’s kiss
Come or let me be
Daughter of the void
Left out and annoyed
Vengeant, quick to resent
Torch and snake and knife
Controverse and strife
For my pleasure and merriment
Chaos come to me
Random state of entropy
Doubt and you’ll break free
Join me, all my dears
Hear the music of the spheres
In disharmony
I am chaos
I am the substance from which your artists and scientists build rhythms
I am the spirit with which your children and clowns laugh in happy anarchy
I am chaos, I am alive
I tell you that you are free
Dance on a wire
Sing loud, strike a chord
My crotch is on fire
and my head is full of fnords
Fight for the apple
The ultimate source
There are way too many Greeks in this horse
The universe’s a little twitchy
When it gets a dropkick from the inside
Things are getting out of hand
When I sometimes get a little bitchy
She in her power sowed the seed to this song
and her sisters maintained the inspiration
Do what thou wilt, rejoice, sing along
but don’t wait for an invitation
The gods feared the war
but I no longer fear to ask for more
I’m taking delight in what other’s abhor
Diverge and disrupt to the core
to accept or ignore
But don’t ever pray
She would take it as an insult
Devoted worship would push her away
Even your occasional death cult
So we built her no temples
No idols nor shrines
Not that she’d care, she’d go ‘damn it’
But far, far away
where the sun barely shines
She finally got a dwarf planet
My golden gift really made them fall That is what I do
It’s for the fairest of them all and that’s not you
I walk by your side Though I mostly hide
I’m your lodestar and your guide Take me by the hand
Try to understand
Search the flame of the firebrand
Hail Discordia
Eris Gloria
Hail Discordia
Hail Discordia
Misericordia
Hail Discordia
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4. |
Meanwhile in Space
01:57
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5. |
I'm the Payload
04:58
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It was back in the days
in the outer rims, one night
I was high on life and drunk as fuck
It was quite all right
What a perfect evening
for a grand theft spacecraft
Up up and away
Keep the cops at bay, yo ho!
There’s always someone
that will hunt me out of greed
As the saying goes, yeah:
Bad news travel in hyper speed
She’s on a killing spree and there she flies
With artificial red hair and augmented eyes
I’m up for grabs, she’s in for a fight
She wants me dead or in carbonite
She does whatever it takes to receive her payment
She's a ruthless bail enforcement agent
I’m astray and misled
There’s a bounty on my head
I’m the payload
The first time that I met her
Well what could I do?
I was lying in a puddle of alien goo
There was heat in the air and I think she felt it too
A cybernetic goddess in sparkling armour Said “I want you”
I was tipsy but fine
And just a little groggy
And I went out of line
And I offered my body
She cocked her gun
With a face filled with dread
And said she only wanted my head
That’s when my heart did melt in the asteroid belt
It was the weirdest feeling that I’ve ever felt
These bounty hunters It’s hard to resist them
As I’m wanted in
twenty three different systems
I’m a reckless rogue
Feel my laser vogue
I barely got away
and now I am her prey and the payload
Dashing through the meteor showers
Accelerating on maximum power
Just give up
Throw your hands up and hang on
I’ve got plenty of bombs
and fifty seven cannons
Pow! I’m faster than light
Lock on target, in my line of sight
In space no one can hear you scream
I’ve got you in my tractor beam
Full speed energy shuttle thruster
You’re the payload, I’m your buster
1 2 3, I’ll shoot you down
Shoot you down, get this
I’ll shoot you down down down down
I’ll shoot you down
I’m hit and I am running out of fuel
Abandon ship now
How could she be so cruel?
Diving headfirst straight into a black hole is suicide
So I fire up my jet pack
with a flick of the switch and go (baby go baby baby go go)
I’m a rocket man, I’m flying free
Make way for my trajectory
She’s a missile queen, she’s in pursuit and en route
And I’m trying hard
But I can’t believe my luck as
I ride shotgun in her starship, motherfuckers
I’m in love at gunpoint
On the milky road
I’m the payload
I was caught in a crash
She only wants me for cash
And if she turns her back
I will be gone in a flash
Our love affair is strictly monetary
She’s my intergalactic adversary
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6. |
Airwave Anomolies
02:01
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7. |
F.U.D.
05:56
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The ranks unfold
Leaning against their gods
Dark echoes of old
The rise of the bundle of rods
Don’t trust that man
And don’t trust that man
False prophets
Hatchlings from rotten pods
The ring of stars
Shines on a few percent Don’t mind that farce
Rome always falls in the end
For every puppeteer in charge
For every bankster still at large
The game is on
The road is paved with nails and teeth to hell on earth and beyond
White saviours
Straight from the muck of the pond
Uncivil rights for all the world to see
Hidebound troglodytes
Knights of conformity
Blinded by the vision of a phallic run society
Killing for tradition
and that god sent inequality
Holy book thumpers
We’re the whores of Babylon
Within the lands we bled upon
As foretold in the pages
of the Necronominocon
Barren fields of junk and slag
Your nation’s banner is a rag
Let’s burn them all but Jolly Roger
and that pretty rainbow flag
Fear! Uncertainty! Doubt!
Vile corrupt economists
Blood anointed dogmatists
Whining sad misogynists
Simian supremacists
Market forces bring decay
The Eurocrats have had their way
Workers treated like machines
Built to serve the kings and queens
You’re fighting the collective sin
And walk in other people’s skin
Scared of everything obscene
Sucking out the oxygen
Dividing of the classes
Manipulate the masses
Who all deny the greater good
They’re wallowing in victimhood and
Fear! Uncertainty! Doubt!
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8. |
Instigation
05:20
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Please, don’t mind us
while we’re dropping a bombshell
Your plans have gone astray
We reply to you actions with love and shrapnel
It’s our way or the subway
I say:
What’s that buzzing noise?
Who’s that distorted voice?
What got through the ice?
There’s someone else in this device!
Uninvited eyes, bugs for the sneaky spies
White washing, fear and lies
Just take your chance and roll the dice
Keep the masses blind
The truth has been confined
And well hidden from the hibernating hive mind
Collective consciousness is being sedated
Jesus died for your sins
but your rights were disintegrated
For your convenience
For your protection
For your own good
They’re gonna nail you to the floor
For your safety
Bug you in secrecy
For homeworld security
They’ll do what they have done before!
And they want more!
Bring out your megaphone and roar!
This calls for war!
We’re in the middle of a state of commotion
Let trouble and discord grow
Retaliation and retribution
It’s an instigation to shout
All systems go
with the battle droids
Go for broke
Just go haywire, (make a fire)
Let it all go up in smoke
Aim to controvert
Target, count and throw
One for the hand grenade
and two for the show
And lo! Gangway ho!
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9. |
Inhuman Genome Project
06:44
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Test tubes in their racks
Goggles, funnels, boiling flasks
Spatulas, scoopulas, thermometers
Flashing screens, weird machines
Fishy schemes with random genes
Caustic fluids, acrid sludge in catheters
Wicked beasts and tiny spores
Molecules to explore
A carnivore they can’t ignore
Stop me if you’ve heard this one before
Going once, going thrice
Set me up and splice me nice
Take notes and my advice:
Every cell is miscible
Pioneer, engineer
Body parts and rusty gear
Cords to brains, sticky stains
Most are inexplicable
An overlooked poor genius
I’m feeling kind of miserable
Everybody thinks it’s just a scam
My dissident experiments
They may not be permissible
Those fools, one day I’ll show them what I am
Crossbreed, creep feed
If we prick them, do they not bleed?
Freak mutation, bad seed, what a misdeed
See my little subject
Restrained by chains and tongs
What I’m about to inject
can’t possibly go wrong
The nightmare, oh the horror
How repulsive, what a grievous fright
Somebody messed around with the gene bank
I am waking up with limbs
I didn’t have before the previous night
and unknown creatures in the fish tank
Living liquid in a cup
A rotten corpse reanimated
Small heads in a jar just as a showcase
We don’t speak about the cover ups
The vile things we incinerated
God knows what’s buried in the crawlspace
I have mighty potions
Shots and pills that will enhance you, baby
Amplify, rewrite you DNA
Just take the chance
A mighty evolution you can dance to
Don’t mind those throbbing outgrowths anyway
Horrid pain, metamorphosis
Foul dissections by the ton
A brand new strain with strange necrosis
But never ask
“My Lord what have I done?”
Doctor of the lunatic fringe
Watch me wield my huge syringe
Ominous and luminous
Green and glowing
Tentacle, pseudopod
Awakened by a lightning rod
Overdrive!
It’s alive!
Fierce and growing
Look at me, I feel so free
With no responsibility
Perfect abnormality
Unnatural depravity
Madness all around
That raving monster is unbound
So primitive! Vestigial!
Let’s cut off its head!
And talons too!
Vivisection! That’s my cue!
Abiogenesis for fun and profit
Fetch that monochromosome,
Those organisms, bring them to me
Modified genomes will be the key
But I am just a tool
in this evolutionary apogee
Ending up with fell voracious things that should not be
But I don’t feel no shame
in my unspeakable laboratory
Pushing all the limits at all costs
Willingly I cross, for stature, fame and scientific glory
Boundaries that ought not to be crossed
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10. |
Not Far Into The Future
02:41
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11. |
Fear the Watchman
04:37
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Voices in the distance but no-one is nearby
Empty halls and alleyways
Make sure to consider the all seeing eye
The walls have ears, nights and days
There is always someone else to detain
Tirelessly, constantly, time and again
Your phone is connected
to God knows where
Lock on target, drones in the air
Who’s that shadow, who’s that man?
Who is in that pitch black van?
He’s driven by a solemn duty
Sworn to observe and detect
Who’s that sentry in the underpass?
Who keeps track on the underclass?
He takes notes of how uneasy you feel
The fear of the watchman is real
Where do you go and where do you hide?
Look at that box, what dwells inside?
Faces reflect in a camera lens
Where is the next offense?
Mirror mirror on the wall
He has been behind them all And tell me:
What did the watchman see on that CCTV?
What’s that horrible stench of decay?
The watchman knows but he won’t say
Whatever takes place behind that bolted door
The watchman has seen it before
That secret place, your last resort
is already covered in the watchman’s report
Remember, he may or may not interfere
The watchman is not really here
Possible informers on every corner
No one evades the nightly raids
Who is an ally? Who is a warner?
Anonymous features, hats and shades
Everybody’s a potential narc
Listening for footsteps in the streets in the dark
A silence so loud, you stand out in the crowd
The truth unfurled, they broke the world
What’s your story? What’s your crime?
Are you prepared to do your time?
Victim of a ruthless system
Souls to be sold for a dime
What’s that horrid, distant sound?
Muffled laughs from the underground
Glowing eyes, a formless shape
You know there is no escape
They will tell who is guilty with a single glance
And have your confession on tape in advance
Forget to appeal to this corporate ideal
Might makes right, every secret’s revealed
The present is frail and the future’s for sale
Repress that blackmail, never turn tail
Society’s baleful, bleak and pale
But the fear of the watchman
The fear of the watchman
Never lay off the despair, so beware
Just learn from this tale
Let the fear of the watchman prevail
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12. |
Dicks in Tanks
07:49
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Step up! Let’s go!
Take cover, she’s ready to blow
Atten-hut! About-face!
Do a barrel roll! Return to base
March! Halt! Attention and hail!
Spread them out
Let us smash them in detail
Left! Right! Attack and assail!
Nobody stays quiet
on the Western front tail
Dicks in tanks!
Dicks in tanks!
Dicks in tanks!
Prepare! Beware!
Lascivious targets right in my cross hair
Fanfare! Sperm warfare!
Let’s get carnal, no flesh shall be spared
Hardcore! The weight of the junk
No escape from the heat of the spunk
I’m in charge! Barge! Let’s settle the score
Make no difference between sex and war
Dicks in tanks!
Dicks in tanks!
Dicks in tanks!
Gun smoke, shrapnel, a throbbing libido
Tubes are lubed for the jizz torpedo
For every probe there’s an empty socket
Balls to the pawls, just grease it and fuck it
Kneel to the steel and we’ll throw you a bone
Carpet bombing with testosterone
Salute every hard on, a call to arms
This is my klaxon, sound the alarms
Feel my ramrod charging your gate
Sharp nails clawing my armour plate
Total destruction, the art of seduction
Take aim and ejaculate
Flank with the tank, live up to your rank
Shoot with you love gun, right at point blank
Always the hero, collect your medallion
Make way for the Beast Battalion
Reload! Explode!
Gape wide, I’m dropping my load
Pole! Hole! I’m on a roll
and totally out of control
Gung ho! The thrill of the hunt
Get to the combat, the chase for the cunt
Onslaught! Release the brigade
A mission to raid and get laid
Steel-clad erections protecting the nation
Strength through the power of fornication
Bullets and bombshells
Grenades to be hurled
A cumshot heard around the world
Beat and defeat
Watch out for the mines
Penetrate the defensive lines
Swords for the hordes
Every member deployed
Cherish the joy to destroy
Dicks in tanks!
Dicks in tanks!
Dicks in tanks!
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13. |
Cold War Fusion
09:42
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I am the herald of discord
I am the bringer of peace
I am the harbinger of truth
I am that strange radioactive phenomenon
I am the spike protein of the Omicron
The eldritch horror under the Pentagon
I’m a microfilm, I’m a poisonous dart
I’m the knife in your back
and the slug to your heart
I’m the torpedo
that caused your ships to sink
I’m the tickling sensation
of that sudden necrolysis
The start and the end of the missile crisis
I am the Novichok in your drink
So, the world went crazy
and it aims for the end of humanity
An extinction event of a certain degree
But what is in it for you and me?
I am the bug in your office
I am the ears in your walls
I am the stranger outside your door
I am a symbol of power
I am an unholy pact
I am that freak on the upper floor
You! Can you see through smoke and mirrors?
Can you feel the forces behind?
You! Can you sleep through the fear and terror?
Can you really stay non aligned?
So much coldness in store
The penultimate war
All we want is to embrace the stars above
We’re just missing the space race
We sing for peace and love
I am the one with the gun in my hand
I’m the provider of contraband
I’m the hidden explosive waiting for your command
I am the caterpillar tracks in the sand
in the distant remains of a foreign land
I’m a secret document, a clandestine plan
How do you know how to pick a side?
I spy spy spy with my little cybernetic eyes
Now I’m feeling classified
You run for cover in the temple of lies
Setting up camp in the eye of the storm
The war is cold but the heart is warm
A lust to combust, revolution’s the norm
Autocrat, kompromat
Ha ha ha, coup d’état
Entropy! Come to me!
All we want is to embrace the stars above
We’re just missing the space race
We sing for peace and love
We are the nails in your coffin
We are a forbidden thought
We are the seers of the past
We are the total of nothing
We are the value of naught
We are the constants that never last
We praise every misfit iconoclast
We dance to an ancient beat
We are the bad conscience of the earth
We travel the paradoxal multiverse
We mock the global elite
We thrive on joy and immortal mirth
Yeah!
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