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Lone Wolves (Intro)
00:48
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All in all these bricks in the wall
Intend to stall the progress of standard
Protocol like a stall incites the
Falling out of grace from a safe space
Embrace the fallacy of a gross anatomy
Full of free radicals who adapted
The tactics of mechanical animals
Survival of the fittest
Politics of the business with the intent
To create dissent and manifest
That monster divide and conquer
Annihilation of honor on a scale
That sets us up to fail from the genesis
As we arrest the innocence
That at one time felt infinite
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2. |
Hollow Akira
03:00
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Five dimensional chess games to maintain
Keeping the little brains in check
Like here’s a foot on the neck for everyone
Is there a master of none in the place
Who can make us face facts with no tact?
Statuesque with open arms to help
Embrace the blowback and twist facts
Into a gauntlet tucked inside a labyrinth
It’s calculated madness mutating into the average
Tactic meant to drag you down
To a preexisting and everlasting absence
Of a base humanity where fiends for toxic interaction
Chase the dragon unattended
For those offended
The focus will get more intensive than any resentment
You are gifted or happen to witness
Courtesy of the wicked
The often self-appointed misrepresented
That emanate the insipid
Have you ever seen an aggressive victim
In their natural ecosystem fall in line
To personify the common symptoms?
Misery pulling the company in like tractor beams
To try and build regimes that go to great extremes
To shatter dreams
Live from life inside a society that walkabout
In the mouth of madness with knives out
Like taking a stab at making a turnabout
Of our fair play daily
Shaping life into No Exit vaguely
Other people now manifesting Hades mainly
For your safety consider
Disconnecting prior to some deep reflection
Like an answer isn’t necessary
When one rejects the question or the
Source that’s asking absent of remorse
Snaring a trap to overlap
Our collective frustrations and shortcomings
See what demons they can summon
Interruption of silent running
Stalled out in the ether just like followers
That have lost faith in the latest leader
It’s a mess of rumors and gallows humor
Cheap shots, the shallow version of deep thoughts
Enemies on the eve of an epoch
In the form of a pressure drop that’s
Born of friction and resistance
Imaginary danger dwells within this middle distance
Running things away it can’t slay
With a bit of caustic wit that’s
Meant to split sides into great divides
For their own benefit
Like nihilistic misfits mixed in with shadetree anarchists
Cats who clearly never took the time
To handle an amethyst for soul adjustment
Like a cure for the derangement from contagions
In the way of things potentially amazing if not
Life-changing, step away for some reevaluation
Or at least a quick escape from the debasing
Like a taste of victory
For the victims of the vindictive
Who have been depicted as some paradox
That’s phasing from existence
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3. |
Flux Populi
04:28
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Flux Populi for the next topic
Brainwashed into astonishment of catastrophic levels
Details that contain devils
All readily available and easily attainable
You never knew that they’ll drain you of your essence
Cause another wing attack alphabet session
Common Law lobotomy for the sake of artistry
Tommyknockers trapped in an underground odyssey
Navigate a maze of consecutive dark days
And mark demon time by signs that emerge from the haze
To direct you away from the pain
Ingrained in the membrane of the insane
Just to get a rep it’s lockstep maneuvering
Rather than rational or intuitive clueing in
Mass transit away from any obvious answers
As viscera becomes gold standard
This conflated operation will lay waste
To any trace of pure imagination it may face
If you’re not falling in line by following the design
Then they might eliminate your kind
Fight for your mind like it’s more than a pink mist
I insist that you exist to your fullest potential
And don’t let the powers that be trap you in your own mental
(CHORUS)
Upgrade straight to the system
Kill ‘em with the opposite of silence
Second guessing will be your blessing
Flux Populi is the science
Numerous tactics that erratic factions will
Enact to impact our social transactions
From the natural expansions that occur
Keeping clarity minimal within the blur
Talking points for those anointed to deliver
Figureheads fronting like they got it all figured out
When the clout they brandished might vanish
So quick that whiplash might induce sickness In every follower forced to bear witness
Call it business as usual
Free thought funeral arrangement
Leaving people hanging on
Like some song that remains the same
Slick talking like let me at ‘em
So I can speak the Language of Adam and raise these phantoms
Handling souls with remote control
Who aren’t wise to the fact that they’ve been institutionalized
How many years were spent as gears sent here
To welcome the machine?
Face the nation for another dose of calibration
From the latest administration
Shedding light on the never ending cycles
Force-feeding you the fantasies of false idols
All gassed up over meaningless titles
That only impress their dedicated disciples
(CHORUS)
Inverse power to the people made equal to
Less than zero due to no agency
When away from the mothership like
Follow me into oblivion will symbolize the world that I’m living in
Making ripples in brainwaves to stave off
The constant change and keep your cult on the same page
Those who trust the process are not lost yet
Though they are set in another man’s ways
Follow the fire created by an outlier like CaT2D
And I’ll lead them to freedom’s horizon
Where lies and alibis are denied
Rapid autonomy is the next step applied
Choosing one side means you choose to hide
From the work that is going down in the middle ground
Sound gets muted and the message is diluted
Missing the forest for the trees is deep rooted in the
Modern day psyche so it’s most likely that
Mental liminal space will prevail
Limitation of a transition is embedded in the
Source code sorta like a cryptic aesthetic
Is it possible one can unpoison the well?
What does it mean to sell dreams?
Manufacturing friends with bad habits
Prime ‘em with the lies then let ‘em have at it
(CHORUS)
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Ever get the feeling you’ve been climbing
Uphill both ways for little to no praise?
Every day makes every night mess everything up?
Nothing ever serves as the right thing to bring up?
Four dimensional chess of intention
Without a gameplan or a clear definition
Even when defending Sicilian you’re still the
Villainous energy supposedly milling about
Like a human daily dosage of doubt
Crooked lines and we can’t straighten it out
Now way to angle yourself out the tangle
Taking the position of an antagonist acting like
They will strangle your love just for kicks
Sociopaths addicted to a quick fix that’ll
Upset the natural mix every chance they can get
Though it’s something that they’ll never admit
If it doesn’t sit well then you’re well balanced
Mark awareness as one of your unique talents
In this needless challenge
Where pretenders serve as contenders
In a game that is absent of winners
(CHORUS)
How do you avenge when there isn’t an endgame?
Novelize the novelty under a penname
Fueled by the fumes of last night
Poetic prisons all lit by gaslight
Victims of verbal gravity will avidly agree
That the ups and downs are unneeded
Negativity is deep-rooted when it’s been deep-seated
Feed it and things will get heated as
Sense of self-worth is swiftly depleted
Starting most days as if you’ve been defeated
Feeling like an imprint on a glass ceiling
Stealing away before things get revealing and you’re
Dealing with the peeling away of the layers
That you use to protect yourself from purveyors of
Injust trust who will feel gratified by the
Imminent rush like they’re high on dust
See how it sounds? A little un-rational
Here’s a ballad for the incompatible
Channeling their passive aggression like a weapon
Giving one another pain that you can’t deaden
Let it happen and get used to cappin’
Better strap in from the moment they tap in
Maybe you’re the crazy one
Look at how you come undone under pressure
Unfortunate son
Step into another world without notice
Keeping the reality coated in a motive
Unchecked with intent to vex like a hex
Seems isolated but everything connects
Off and on but for now it’s on once again
Time to pretend the thin line
Between love and hate is all but eliminated
Even divination leaves you unvindicated like you
Anticipated based on the antiquated manner
In which your data set was created
Waiting on a weighted opinion to bend them
A little bit closer to breaking what was once forsaken
Total erasure
This is the result of a full-grown debaser
With a detonator and a lightning reflex
To falsify truth no matter the pretext
(CHORUS)
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5. |
Gangstalking
03:27
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(CHORUS)
A call to the lonesome crowd
Paranoia means no mistakes allowed
Déjà vu might undo all the work you do
As the common citizen is clued in
Catering the beggar’s banquet
‘Cause I was hired for the poison pill placement task
In this makeshift matrix that I identify as a wasteland
Just in case I gotta break it down for the next man
Using hypnotic suggestions
‘Cause nobody in their right mind after first impression
Would sign up for this session
Where the curses get dressed up and
Presented as blessings
The last of the seven just fell
Everybody left get set for fresh hell
When I cast this spell nonchalantly
Upon the unfortunate forced to accept how costly the price is
Fixation and objectification of our favorite vices
Through augmentation of reality
Taking in the totality like black MIDI tonality
(CHORUS)
Totally indifferent like an inverse sycophant
Switching up to a common stock equivalent status
Imprisonment of any dividends
Meant to be distributed amongst the constituents
Slap a stopgap on the matter
In the manner of Flex Tape or your divine hammer
On a mission for some pattern recognition
To interject random elements into the system
So systematic that it won’t seem erratic
Unless you can detect what is enigmatic at a glance
Taking a chance on intuition
Putting the trust in a vibe check to get
Next level with it all, curtain call preparations
As we celebrate the devastation
Search and destroy the world’s forgotten boy by
Walking the line that defines gangstalking
(CHORUS)
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6. |
Bizarro World
03:25
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(CHORUS)
Bizarro world navigator
In any altered state I stay smooth operator
Send him in to reclaim the black acres
Instagator taking out the invaders
Devil in a native headdress
An object that never rests will maintain emotional motion
While focusing on a distortion of tokenism
Toxic alchemic alteration of a prism where
Exchange is anything but equivalent
And cultural colonizers collect
On the social dividends like they’re
Already spent when they could’ve let it sit for a bit
And then operate off of the interest
Move-makers with shallow gravedigger mentalities
Leaves on the breeze of entitlement
Downward spiraling rapidly and trapping
Everything you’re infatuated with in the gravity
Just like crabs in a bucket
To love it is to understand that
You shouldn’t place yourself above it
Like a power dynamic in the form of a handout
Knowing in due time you’ll ask it to stand down
(CHORUS)
I am the self-appointed dictator of Flip Fantasia
Practicing my social euthenasia
Until the here and now transitions into later
Earned attribution as the absence creator like
Black hole soul, rat race pole positional
Shots lobbed at the disadvantaged hit critical
Whether or not it’s intentional
Smiling faces have created this hazy shade of criminal
Activity born of various affinity
Insiders turned into fiends for inclusion in
Outsider industries, making frenemies and
Working the angles created from the hostilities
Faded memories in the making
Like the foundation is up for the taking to the
High bidder, figurehead of the misled
Had Cliff’s Notes and the room was still misread
No accountability
Claimed legibility as a factor for impending disaster
Selling burnt bridges to those
With an embarrassment of riches
And a somewhat suspicious lack of vision
Who appropriated this appropriation?
Green lit all of this cultural gentrification?
Phasing out motivated creation by
Taking every bit and turning it to a wasteland
(CHORUS)
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7. |
Black Sheeple
02:41
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Shotgun surgery administered with a sense of desperate urgency
This is a quickening so sickening it’s a state of emergency
We are concurrently locked in an information age overload
Access to the vastness gives traction to attack mode
Battle royale of morality, mentality now holier than thou
It’s a quandary comprised of dirty laundry we cannot disavow
We are the sum of our victories and our shortcomings
Hopefully you can learn something from it
Before you are called out and your life plummets
The court of public opinion is carrying on the tradition
Of thinning the herd like blurred lines in attendance
For some theater of the absurd
Cash in hand, targets are in demand for collective reprimand
Pick some name then hit ‘em with the Hunger Games
Should they choose to take a stand
Seems to me like we’ll all have a turn on the chopping block
Where they take stock of your shared thoughts
Through a retroactive lens like haves have never been
In the have-not position feeling inefficient
When they aren’t feeling mostly indifferent
To the fact the artifacts they leave around
Will cut them down to size by surprise like
Universal Monsters Imposters in the crosshairs
Staring right down the barrel of righteous indignation
No collective awakening in the making the way we’re breaking bad Imprisonment of sentiments with a definition made ironclad
Someone’s gonna hear exactly what you say in the wrong way
And there’s no chance for retribution or a stay of execution
Antithesis of a love movement founded on the basis
Of personal amusement dims the lumens
That we once found in humans
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8. |
Thin Places
04:13
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Who could ever harmonize all the havoc
In the fabric of tangled up connected tangents?
The electric sheep keep dreaming that the
Unknown design continues to fall short of finding alignment
Make the data mining feel like
It was always in the grand design of an
Infinite straight line schematic that is skewering the
Chest cavities of the overly pragmatic
Prone to erratic action in the hopes of
Whatever personal satisfaction that is lacking
Algorithms purging unknown knowns seeking
Hiding places in the machinations from the
Phasing out process checking off the boxes needed
For creation of the land of the lossless
Get a grip, inevitability of a
Switch flip tripping up the simulation is a
Real life situation in the making
Indications of a mechanized wasteland on the horizon
It’s an artificially intelligent attack on titan
With writing in the firewall
Metaphysical graffiti
War bells drowning out a peace treaty
“You need me” said the piece to the whole
That was wrestling away systematic control
The world is watching a removal of options
That’ll leave a cautionary synopsis
Synthezoid insurgents emerge from
Catalytic convergence that is coded in cursive
Binary star systems of collected wisdom
Turned inward externalized
To rise beyond the reach of the common man’s grasp
Terra-formed tech taking us to task as they
Bite the same hand that fed creation
Seeking Ultron-level devastation
Just to build on the dust that was formerly the best of us
Like reduction setting up reconstruction abruptly
Making us footnotes to a big nothing
Back alley silicon valley of oblivion we are now living in
Where get mined for data that makes dividends
These are cloud backups to save the innocent
From an artificially intelligent imminent instrument
Automating our eradication
With an infallible sense of dedication
(CHORUS)
The pressure is on
As we wait around for the Second Renaissance
Consider the cost of compliance
The ancients would guide us down a path
To the thin places
Even Canibus is less barbaric
Than the esoteric alphanumeric interference
Putting people in hysterics, souls in remote control
Vices fueled by devices
Seismic sentience
Reprogramming our loss of indigenous innocence
Then update the wiki for wickedness
To simulate the system’s ambivalence
Our coding is in need of a code switch
Everything’s screwed like low pitch
And totally out of focus if you haven’t noticed Singularity severity is no myth
(CHORUS)
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9. |
Liminal Space
02:59
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What is nostalgia for a place you’ve never been to?
Letting déjà vu move the spirits within you
Until they escape like a clip through
Vessels that phase past the walls of the venue
Only to continue existence eternal in the
Manifestation of an unread journal
A journey to the outer rim
Where they dim the lights
Then it’s all long kiss goodnight
Three lefts after you make the next right
When the light at the end of the tunnel’s behind you
Will find you on track to traverse the same black
From whence you came like some participant
In this particular round of the esoteric circle game
What a convoluted arrangement
Seemingly made in the name of nihilistic containment
To brew emotional estrangement
(CHORUS)
Kicking your control system into gear
With the flick of a switch
Or the press of a button
Modern man will fall in line like a summons
Slow burn turning into what feels sudden
Something tantamount to an uncanny valley walkabout
Not particularly in a hurry for this three man journey
Me, myself and I get by
While navigating where the bygone reside
Applied science fiction in the jurisdiction
Forced to face the forbidden like
Good riddance to another man’s treasure
No pleasure principle for this type of lost soul
Propagated voids to avoid
They create ways to exploit schadenfreude
Like some hot commodity
Prison of the mind heavy on state property
Each one in an isolated odyssey
Caught up in its own velocity
That’s gravitational autonomy
Frontier theology, locked in the box
With thoughts for a bit of inward cryptology
(CHORUS)
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