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Devil'66
07:07
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Step right up, step right up.
Take a look inside, you never know what you will find.
Step right up, step right in and take a ride.
we can leave all the animals outside.
Step inside. Have no fear. The animals...."I think they're in your mind"
Step right up. Step right up. Why don't you step inside. Hitch a ride.
Come on hitch a ride all night through '65,
Come on in and choose your fix. It's my very own special mix.
Deadly '66
Devil's '66
Switch yourself off. Give way.
Let me tow you through another galaxy, light years away
This ride goes all the way down.
It's the quickest way to the top, I've found
Sit back, relax. Enjoy the ride on my night time '65.
It will all go off without a hitch. Just a little more of my 'sixty six
It's a deadly sixty six. The devils sixty six.
By the time we've finished this fix,
you'll have crawled back inside.
Inside my '65,
All the animals will have died.
They are all inside your mind.
Deadly sixty six.
Deadly '66
Devil's '66
And now we've ended the ride, do you really want to go back outside?
Just a little more of my 'sixty six.
It's a deadly sixty six, the devils sixty six.
Tell your friends to come, make some time,
for a journey inside their own minds.
But there's just one glitch, the deadly sixty six.
coz it's the devil's sixty six, my very own special mix.
And they will kill us if they don't get their fix.
So come and hitch a ride at night on 65, just another hitch, deadly 66..the devils 66
Oh..the devils sixty six ..a deadly sixty six: This one is my own mix, deadly.sixty six
That Deadly Sixty Six.
Devil66.
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Hobble
05:10
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My graves began yawning.
Shackled at birth,til death.
Your life's worth.
Cut me down, wrapped me up.
Buried me deep, ankles first.
I'll get my chain, before it comes round again: Pain, a life of pain.
Oh no. Here we go, round and.round again.
I'll clean every black link.
Wash between the greyed lines.
Pull the charred ends back together.
And die for what's mine.
I'll swing it over my bowed head.
Then wrap it round my bloodied ears.
Who can number your forms?
Gather them to sleep, surround them
and dare the inner life of a god
But I'm packaged in steel.
Dark clinging black ore.
It's my head,I can't feel.
Each link helps me drift farther and farther.
For what are we that matters among the graveyards
and nebulas of intergalactic chatter
Did we.come for nothing? Were we not summoned?
For what are we that matters? Among the graveyards.
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Solarat
09:25
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The old powers of the earth are not for you and me to hold.
They were not given and in my hands they work only ruin.
I don’t know what I hold in my hands, it could be evil.
It could be evil, the undoing of me and you.
I don’t know what I hold.
Just listen, not a word blah hen
You can build, each breath measured to last forever,
rubbled to death, light years from anything we’ve known before.
To wallow within, each link measured to the ...and yet
the strands of time corrode and the lands corrode.
The cure is inside, the end depends on your mind
whats on the other side where there is nothing, there is nothing
What we see, only the last slide of life, its inside old
to wallow within and yet the strands of time, they bind
the screams. They echo, they echo through my mind.
Just atoms on the theme.
Drifting it apart, I can nearly make out the screams.
I wish I could be a theme of me
I’ll look back in years to come and it’s not even a memory, another memory
Let the light catch the thread on which we hang instead.
A single strand of spittle glistening, of diamonds machinery.
I wish we could form a life of a near god.
It’s all in the mind of our ecstacy.
It’s not a question but we’ll come back again.
Open up so we can see.
The ecstacy..the cure my friend is in the disease, it’s death.
The one great beauty, the other ..it’s death..the one great beauty..eternal mind.
The old powers of the earth are not for me or you.
They were not given freely to me and you and in our hands.
They work they work only ruin
I don’t know what I hold in my hands any more.
It could be evil.
It could be something that we have never seen before.
And that will be our end.
Sail away my friend.
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WeMorphEus
05:41
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They are building a society with the malady of their truth,
(they are building a society, a machine to tell us the truth)
Single celled, coffin walled, as they control our every thought manipulation of data, Extracted, augmented for greed. It's the future they say they’re building,
the future for you and me.
Alpha Omega Dominus Alpha Anomie Morpheus
Alpha Omega Morpheus Alpha Anomie We Morph
We've been left here by our masters, they own our every thought,
single cell coffin walls inserted and left to rot
An augmented reality, extraction of somatic cells,
just another form of living hell and it likes how we look
Manipulation of data another product of their greed a product for our future
but just remember, machines cannot dream
So disconnect from a society of their augmented greed where you
are the product of their reality and just remember no machine can dream.
The transmission of information, the malady of their truth.
We are different by design, masters of our own minds we have the ability to transcend,
We rule the world, all knowledge is ours. It's the machines that are single celled.
Alpha Omega Dominus Alpha Anomie Morpheus
Alpha Omega Morpheus Alpha Anomie We Morph
Alpha Omega Alpha Anomie Alpha Omega Alpha Omega
Sentient sapient Dominus Morpheus
Alpha Omega Dominus Alpha Anomie Morpheus
Alpha Omega Morpheus Alpha Anomie We Morph
Our minds have been uploaded and sold back to us for free.
We morph alone, think the world is ours but the product is you and me.
The transmission of information, inserted somatic cells.
Sentient, sapien it's just another form of hell.
We are different b y design, masters of our own minds.
We have the ability to transcend,
We rule the world, all knowledge is ours. It's the machines that are single celled.
So let's creep and crawl, let the rats have it all and create the world we need.
Morpheus machine,no one reality, the knowledge between you and me.
Just remember, always, remember one last thing,
it’s the machines, the machines that cannot dream.
Just remember, remember one last thing, it’s the machines,
the machines that cannot dream. it’s the machines.
The machines that cannot dream.
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Ectobiidae
07:04
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Watch me-You hide all day in the dark.
Find me- Your hard shell shines unseen.
Kill me-Fleeting across my floor at will.
Break me-I'll crush you with my heel.
Ectobiidae.
Blattodea - You shun the light.
Nocturnal parasite - Your dark spot, is never far.
Periplaneta- You will inherit the earth.
Intrusion-Infestation.
I'll breath your death and travel o'er.
Your footsteps light, your eyes of black.
I’ll end your days so, watch your back…
Scare me-Must you wonder at the giant of me.
Hail me-The shadow makes its way.
Fuck me-Over and over, hunting along the trail of woe.
Lose me-Every morn of homo sapiens day.
Periplaneta - You will inherit the earth.
Ectobiidae - You shun the light
Nocturnal parasite-Your dark spot, is never far
Periplaneta- You will inherit the earth.
Intrusion-Infestation.
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