1. |
The Plot
09:07
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Cowardice defines our age.
we don't respond to injustice,
we let it burn
we give it our sense of worth
In the presence of a God
what can ants do
but keep marching
for their queen?
How long would
it take to
dethrone God
and set ourselves free and
depend on ourselves?
Interest remains fleeting
as ignorance prevents change.
When distractions take precedence
over our reaction:
We stand with our backs turned
to bombing sites
let children die
on the other side of our eyelids.
Keep
running away from the reality
of this situation.
Nothing will change as long as we
remain afraid to discuss
How much power's in the hands
of corrupt men with no morals
whose decisions are driven only by
their blinding need for more.
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2. |
Resonate
03:36
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Whispers echo off high ceilings
reverberate across the lengths
of rooms where sound swells to it's peak
until the walls begin to sway.
Ill intent,
words with no meaning,
work away at the foundation
of the edifice to which we fled
from man's reptilian brain.
Worship all of the old figureheads
but miss the point of what they said
hide your fangs behind your smile's glare
but behind our backs your teeth are bare.
Lines start to fade
between us
and the ones that we hate
Lines start to fade
between us
and the ones we escaped
Safe place
infiltrated by
wolves circling around the edges
of forests filled with trusting prey.
When they kill one, the whole home dies.
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3. |
Cycles of Violence
11:58
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Black fades into pale grey
shouldered weight bends straight spines back
castle walls yield faint remains
every good thing leaves our plane
Hold your grace above our heads
while you wear ignorance as your crown
you hide your shape behind death's shroud
but no one could mistake your sound.
Roar
battle cries piercing the night
blood covers sites of vengeance
feel control slip through your hands
as your held accountable for all
the crimes you were acquitted of
wherein the victim's voice belonged to you
cast spells into your victim's weakness
to play into their desire to please you.
One day
they'll loosen
the rope you tied around their wrists
take
you by surprise as you lay
fast asleep
unbothered by the repercussions
associated with grooming your own prey
your eyes buldge wide as your windpipe
gives way beneath the dissident's weight.
Free yourselves,
break the cycle that holds you in the role of the opressed:
Don't welcome demons into your life .
Sing grace unto yourselves
embrace our imperfections
learn to accept a life outside of lines
drawn by our sick dark world
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4. |
Crooked Path
07:12
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Forge your own crooked path
Trust in yourself
God was never above your head
but staring back in your face
in the mirror every day
reality is what you make of it
believe in yourself to provide because a higher power never will
Forge your own crooked path
through dark woods
follow the sun that shines through tall trees
trust your mind to be the God you never needed
Forge your own crooked path
You are your own god
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5. |
Intolerance Paradox
04:01
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Calloused skin,
broken bones
Fighting for your home
Protest laws that were set
by white supremacists on the throne.
In the streets,
on the move
racist minds aim to use
your differences as fuel
for a war machine
while you still try to fix them.
They'll let you talk
while they pollute your dwellings
and piss on the floor you clean
on your hands and knees.
Open your mind:
These diseases won't stop just because you've hoped and you've hoped and you've hoped and you've prayed.
(action speaks louder than words
they long for your blood
take the power away
nip weeds in their bud
pull their roots from your soil
rid yourself of false gods)
They are not victimized:
they're using it
as their disquise while they
pull your strings
that were placed
By white supremacists
who want blood
volcanic rage
boiling
igniting streets into war
pressure builds, overflows into homes
dividing families.
Take small minds and rip them apart in your hands
Feel the hatred flow as you wring it from them.
Open their minds?
The only way is to crack their skulls
They don't deserve their breath
They waste it away.
We are done responding to hatred.
We won't allow your breath;
We're not tolerant
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6. |
Cleansing Fire
04:27
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Music ringing loud and clear
permeates and swallows all
feel sick with anticipation
pulsating through the skin of closed eyes
Enveloped within cleansing fire
burning black from rotten kindling
pollution burns, smog fills the air
no trace of man is left upon the Earth
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7. |
Higher Floors & Ceilings
06:24
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Why would we limit ourselves
to old traditions
Living a lie of practiced pain
Forcing ourselves to give away
Something inside that keeps us sane
We are the ones that decide our fate
Model the way, live with intention
Keep weighing the cost of your decisions
endeavor to build yourself up high
Don't listen to anyone who tells you not to prioritize your mental health or makes you feel guilty about needing to take time and resources for self care. Protect your identity and disregard people who don't love you for what you are. Mental health isn't a luxury it's a necessity and it's something you should be thinking about. Anyone who tells you otherwise is dangerous.
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