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Tundra
05:09
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Shovel bites the frozen ground
But it's too cold to dig
Tired of dragging you around
But it's too cold to dig today
Here we are
Just a pair of filthy fowls that forgot to fly south
This is our tundra home
Grizzlies on the move again
But it's too cold to hunt
Eight belt notches become ten
But it's too cold to hunt today
Here we are
Just a pair of filthy fowls that forgot to fly south
This is our tundra home
Deep does the belly grumble
Deep does the bell groan
Empty like this arctic graveyard
Nothing but skin and bones
Hunger pangs have made my decision
Sharpen my knife, You'd do the same
You'd do the same, You'd do the same
You'd do the same (Cutting you up)
Something must eat something must eat
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2. |
Ambush By Sandstorm
02:33
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Blows a wind with a mighty howl
Tie it all down
Survival depends on this caravan
Horizon blurs as the tempest grows
Now keep a hold
Survival depends on this compass point
Ambush by sandstorm
Like the Bedouins of old
Along this pilgrimage
To a better land foretold
The devils scimitar is falling on your followers
The devil's scimitar is falling down
But your followers, They need you
Yes your followers, They need you
Be a shield, Be their wall
Against the storm
Blows a wind with a mighty howl
Tie it all down
Survival depends on this caravan
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Vat
03:37
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Woke up in a vat
Bleary and without form
Felt like the womb
Indescribably warm
Is this a bad time to identify?
Is this a bad time to identify your husband's body?
If senses deceived
What of warmth do I know?
The thought asks the question
The answer is only cogito
Is this a bad time to identify?
Is this a bad time to identify your husband's body?
Premise posed this dream is real
Conclusion: This brain's in vat
Is this a bad time to identify?
Is this a bad time to identify your husband's body?
Our deepest apologies
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4. |
Biting On A Baited Hook
04:22
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Throw it over your shoulder, The salt of paranoia into that black cat's fur, But he's shaking it off as he crosses your path and you frighten like a rube
Throw it over your shoulder, Exactly how they told you into that black cat's fur, But he's licking it off as he crosses your path to bring delusive doom
Always biting on a baited hook, The allure of it's shine
Biting on a baited hook, Don't get caught
Spot it behind a window, Chicanery of models a prize envied by you, But in the long run it's a worthless routine to thrive on consumption
Spot it behind a window, From vanity it dangles a prize envied by you, But in the long run it's as worthless as hell, You're another mannequin
Filling up that space, Adding up the waste
Biting on a baited hook, Don't get caught
Filling up that space, Adding up the waste
Frayed live wire, Electrical fire
It'll burn you real bad baby
Those superstitions
Won't keep you out of the hospital
Frayed live wire, Electrical fire
It'll burn you real bad
Designer boots
Won't keep you out of the hospital
Need want covet and fear
I suppose we all do
A pleasing sample, Swim up to have a taste
A sparkling treasure, Why not make it yours
A pleasing sample, Swim up to have a taste
None for me thanks, This one is all yours
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Medicinal Medusa
03:20
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Wrath of the hissing goddess
In her dominion over shrunken heads
Zombies lining up for miles
To receive chemical communion
O blessed wrath
Between the side effects and the symptoms
A new disease awaits
Ire of the slithering queen
Transforming life into fuck-all
That look upon your face will be your last
Just like a statue
That face that never cries and never laughs
Just like a statue
That look upon your face will be your last
Just like a statue
That face that never cries and never laughs
Will be your last, Just like a statue
Between the side effects and the symptoms
A new prison awaits
Where you are never really asleep or awake
Wouldn't you be happier in a concrete shell?
Numb to the world
Take another hit from her eyes
She'll always get you stoned
Between the side effects and the symptoms
A new prison awaits
Where you are never really asleep or awake
Awake
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The Scarecrow Rebellion
06:21
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The sun sets on crucified silhouettes
Sharpening labyrinth blades
But when they come to slit our throats in the night
We'll be ready
We'll be ready
The heat drips across this fertile expanse
Even in this hour of dusk
And from it a miserable stench
Billows from the tortured straw
Pitch black murder descends to eviscerate our crops
Rifles raised we fire into feathered swarm
Eyes in the cornfields
No longer closed, No longer do they sleep
War in the cornfields
Churns soil to blood, Mutiny has begun
The sun sets on crucified silhouettes
Sharpening labyrinth blades
But when they come to slit out throats in the night
We'll be ready
Pitch black murder descends to eviscerate our crops
Rifles raised we fire into feathered swarm
Eyes in the cornfields
No longer closed, No longer do they sleep
War in the cornfields
Churns soil to blood, Mutiny has begun
Against the greenest skies
The scarecrows will rise
They're coming, They're coming, They're getting close
Closer with every scream
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7. |
La Venganza
04:30
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Venganza in the creek bed, Sweet as honey cake
Washing out the blood stains from her wedding dress
Halo crowned her pretty head on the day she was born
But after tonight there will be sins to confess
Away in a shallow grave a lifeless groom lays
Ruthless banditos filled him with bullet holes
Venganza steady on their trail before the tears are dry
Burns hotter than the noon sun, Rage in every pore
In a pair of dead man's boots, Pistola in each hand
Not even god could keep her from settling this score
Away in a shallow grave a lifeless man lays
His lovely angel betrothed has become El Diablo
Creep like a rattle snake in the night
Those bastards gonna feel her bite
Viva la venganza
Now light shines through bullet holes
In those banditos
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8. |
Beast
05:38
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Travel with us to that canyon
Where the ground is littered
With empty brass and bones
Travel with us to that canyon
The stomping grounds of something
The likes you've never known
You'll remember this day for the rest of your life
You'll remember this day if you make it out alive
Be prepared, It can smell the fear in your soul
So gather up your strength
Towers of redwoods
Canopies that darken every path
Ravenous mosquitoes can't stop us
The prize is within reach
Reach
We will bring that beast to it's knees
Our ghosts will finally be at peace
The last time I cleaned my gun
I swore it'd be last time I cleaned my gun
The last time I marched these woods
I swore it'd be the last time I marched these woods
It's smarter than you think
And in here there's a fine line
That separates the hunter from the prey
Can you hear it? The beating of it's heart
The last time it drove me mad
I swore I'd never let it drive me mad
The last time I said these words
I swore it'd be the last time
You'll remember this day for the rest of your life
You'll remember this day if you make it out alive
Be prepared, It can smell the fear in your soul
So gather up your strength
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Tuxedos & Silencers
04:14
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Quick as poison, I'll get the job done
Blend in with the high class party sleaze
Sneak right past the noses of hellhounds
Corpse in a gown before the tango ends
Quick as poison, I'll get the job done
Whether it be a client or drink
Something will go on ice
Whether it be bloody or clean
Remember to look nice
Sneak right past the nose of Cerberus
Blend in with the wasted party sleaze
Corpse in a gown before the tango ends
Rose between my teeth, Out the back door
Through the crosshairs I'm winking at you
Cash a check with multiple zeroes
Quick as poison, I'll get the job done
Whether it be a client or drink
Something will go on ice
Whether it be bloody or clean
Remember to look nice
Through the crosshairs...
It has been amusing to have this little chat
Though I'm regretful to say it has to be our last
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