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DESERT MEMORY
02:33
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for years here we dwelled
in a cess pit, a vile hell
nor a stone to step or net of safety
just atonement in purgatory...
met with demons and angels alike
taste the salted tears of my kind
breathed life and a kiss of death
to chase the dawn over the sunsets
claiming fortunes and rise of progeny
aligning purpose and prophecy
the gifts of the ocean and trees
the dust of a desert memory
(Lyrics - (əlüs!ve?) )
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HOUSE OF CARDS
04:22
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Complex structures of the hive and the height of my despise
Garnished lamb dressed to the nines as the wolves lick their K9’s
Hate-scene so serene and you’ve been begging for more
Acquiesce no critical analysis you’re thought controlled
RABBIT HOLE’S EXPOSED IN LIGHT ALL DAY
THE HIVE’S SWEET HONEY HAS THEM LURED AWAY
INVITING? YES, BUT IT HIDES THE HOOKS OF HEEL
SHANKED IN THE HEAD, DISTRESSED AND OUT OF REALM
Gospel is propaganda that’s disseminated
Dominate and enslave you will eat what you are fed
Adorning muzzles, obeying lame-stream fanzine
Clock ticks tock gone with your life plugged into the machine
RABBIT HOLE’S EXPOSED IN LIGHT ALL DAY
THE HIVE’S SWEET HONEY HAS THEM LURED AWAY
INVITING? YES, BUT IT HIDES THE HOOKS OF HEEL
SHANKED IN THE HEAD, DISTRESSED AND OUT OF REALM
Agenda’s laying lives in wreck
Sell the lie cash the cheque
Spark ignites over yonder
BURN DOWN THE HOUSE OF CARDS
Burn.
Fire.
With a breath of wind and striking match
Flames caress the suits and cook the catch
Warming hands and souls re writing (righting) the wrongs
As the cards fall in the ashes of Babylon
(Lyrics - (əlüs!ve?) )
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Terminal Souls will go forth and kill themselves
evil incarnate unveiled and revealed itself
there's solace offered, ancient wisdom and shelter
denied it! misguided? even resisted!
once they'd realised what the fuck had become
it was too late the storm had come and gone
tripping over tombstones of their dead
on your fear, coin, flesh and bloodline they fed
There's open space outside the box if you'd look
Or keep nipping at that lure and you'll get hooked
walk the garden path and stride off the cliff
... all you've gotta do is open ya fucken eyes!
TERMINAL SOULS, AN AFFLICTION
FORCE FED MORALS, YOUR CONVICTION
infinite souls continue to free themselves
while the bread and the circus enjoy their cells
there's solace offered, ancient wisdom and shelter
...Naaa, I'll buy a ticket on the helter skelter
Walk the garden path and stride off the cliff
how many forks in the road are you gonna miss
lined up at their beckoned call, safe n sound
walk the line to the camp, onward bound
BOUND. Limbs and minds.
Hearts and souls, TERMINAL
(Lyrics - (əlüs!ve?) )
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GREENWA$H
04:30
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is there black & white
in the greywash of the green debate
most see red or are tied with red tape
chanting a doomsday fate
winged left or right
of the same pheasant at flight
who is wrong & who is right
money talks & peasants fight
some crew are blinded by virtues and bindings
may the tide wash the blood from their hands
some grow defiant of corporate giants
the waves roll in regardless
convenienced & convinced
by the rhetoric news at hand
habitual rituals
distorting the views of man
it's full steam ahead
with a bleak dawn & fire at dusk
please save us from ourselves
with our dollars & blind trust
some crew are blinded by virtues and bindings
may the tide wash the blood from their hands
some grow defiant of corporate giants
the waves roll in regardless
where's the talk of radiowaves & seeding clouds
of clearing habitat for stock + profit.org
where's the action of resource from waste
or of building an actual eco house
your mind's offset
your footprint is debt
bovine farts & smarter cars
saviour tax & hip protests
burning fuel & weather mods
all is lost in the greenwa$h
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BLOODHOUND
02:56
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he is the one you fear
stories that you hear
you can't escape the fact
your arse that will be tracked
nothing that you can do
will be enough for you
he will chase you down
from town to town
when he comes for you
nightmares will come true
your fate has been sealed
becoming his next meal
your flesh and your tears
and no one fucking cares
just another waste of space
taken from this fucking place
the time is nigh
your time to die
there's no escape
your brutal fate
he's full of hate
your brutal fate
the time is nigh
your time to die
bloodhound
he'll come for you
and your bad dreams
they'll all come true
he's the bloodhound
your life is his
bloodhound
stomping the ground
nowhere to hide
smell your fear inside
writhing in pain
remember the name
you're going to die
don't ask him why
he's full of hate
your brutal fate
the time is nigh
your time to die
(Lyrics - Ryan Discombe)
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THE STRUGGLE IS REAL
03:49
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everyday, the same old fight
power through it with all your might
2 steps forward 3 steps back
sooth the pain with another 6 pack
keep moving forward shit gotta get done
scratching and clawing rely on no one
the tunnel so dark can you see the light
no matter how hard you still must fight
all alone, nothing inside
alive or dead? you decide
dying soul trying to survive
is this what it is to be alive?
the struggle is real
the darkness you feel
the struggle is real
slipping away, not much of you left
needs to change the tide needs to shift
what's it take for you to understand
the sands of time are slipping through your hands
battle lost, how did we get here?
ignorance, hatred, oppression and fear
what's that you're seeing it's faded to black
time to dig deep or you won't come back
all alone, nothing inside
alive or dead? you decide
dying soul trying to survive
is this what it is to be alive?
your story's been told
you're weary and old
your story's been told
you've lost all control!
the struggle is real
(Lyrics - Ryan Discombe)
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