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Intro
01:09
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2. |
Giant Anomalies
04:09
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Glowing mass and sweeping currents,
Start to form,
Overstepping present borders,
World is torn.
Stunned in awe we thought it’s easy,
So we’re told,
Looking through this fissures windows,
All our hopes.
Competent and safe, it’s all they’ve wanted.
Competence and graves.
Before you notice, the leaders will know,
Competent and safe.
Before you notice, the leaders will know,
Competence is always what won.
Competent and safe, it’s all they’ve wanted.
Competence and graves.
What now? So what? Let’s go.
The leaders who care, to find out all the stars we’ve clearly drawn.
Have begged us for restraint,
It’s a risk we take.
The technological risk in denying,
We continue time in space and sky,
Who the fuck do we think we are?
This isn’t some game or fucking parley,
We are more than giant anomalies,
Bent by will when bent for ill gain,
We pull away from Earths singularity,
Become one and feel the stars
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3. |
Chaos Walker
04:17
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You pulled the leash to keep us moving, through the slog
You shit on any lawn we walk on, you couldn't care
Your coat, it gleams
You gloat, for treats
We walk, through everything, life keeps changing
Your favorite toy. On the floor. All dismembered.
You pulled the leash to keep us moving, through the slog
You shit on any lawn we walk on, you couldn't care
Your coat, it gleams
You gloat, for treats
We walk, through it all, standing tall, out of reach
Throw the ball, you will fetch it
Why must their lives be cut so short, we figured out
Why must their lives be cut so short, we figured out more
Why must their lives be cut so short...
...You couldn't care
You pulled the leash to keep us moving, through the slog
Your coat, it gleams
You gloat, for treats
We walk, through everything, life keeps changing
Your favorite ploy. Leaving fur. Life remembered.
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4. |
Penguinhead
04:01
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Appalling, installing, routine
Capture, what's left of our estate,
Erected on a solid base,
Statue, arrogance portrayed,
Forewarning til you run astray
Fucking. It's all you want but couldn't get.
Solo. With all that stroke and motion.
Clearly what you need, clearly what you want, no one needs to bath but you
Belonging to your inner fool,
Nothing is better for the brain,
You stroking for the first place gold,
Virtue, of none you portray
Sucking. It's all you give but to yourself
Swallow. With all that good nutrition,
Clearly what you need, clearly what you want, no one needs to bath but you
Solo. With all that stroke and motion.
Fucking. It’s all you want but couldn't get.
Clearly what you need, clearly you want, no one needs to bath but you
Inside the brain
From where you numb
You said it
You want control
Fuck
All of your goals
Sucking. It's all you give but to yourself,
Swallow. With all that good nutrition,
Clearly what you need, clearly what you want, no one needs to bath but you
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5. |
Fashion Tanks
06:51
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Elated & displayed, who knows what we know to accuse.
Parading, saving face to, give us a show to follow you.
I'm the one you talk down to,
but who gave you gall to talk
I'm the one you talk down to,
but who gave you gall to talk
Too late, the sky is gone.
Afraid, we need the storm.
In steel, we fear no harm.
It's all we get unarmed
And blame, the saboteur
The stain, of avant-garde
In steel, we fear all harm.
It's all we've got in arms
You, cant you brake, on display
It feels too good,
Riding all over our lungs,
Firing, not giving a fuck
Who, you maim on display
When on display, we called it,
A true and common foe,
Who hides, the mirror
A true and common foe,
When two's the same, opposing hearts,
A true and common foe,
Who finds the mirror,
A true and common foe,
When you're to blame, deny the harm
A true and common foe,
Confides in the mirror,
A true and common foe
I'm the one you talk down to,
but who gave you gall to talk to us
I'm the one you talk down to,
but who gave you gall to talk to us
I'm the one you talk down to,
but who gave you gall to talk
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6. |
Vaudeville Monstrosity
02:54
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Arm the lights,
Close the doors,
To centre focus
All that time,
To venture alone,
Who you are, building
Rig the dice,
Play your game,
With covert notions
All that time,
To venture alone,
Who you are, building
Cards, your home, your life, a crime
Only time, will tell us more
While we moarn,
As she lays,
On display
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7. |
Fourways Girl
05:10
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The good, the bad, the inbetween,
Why believe, when touch is god?
Stalling, the inevitable, we cry at night alone,
The way this needs to go,
Come. It’s just begun.
Fuck. You’re such a cunt.
Stop. Before we fucked.
Cunt. Your battlefront.
You’re on your own this way
You’re on your own this way
You’re on your own this way
Down this road we answer for,
Why feel something? When death is sure.
Stalling the inevitable, we cry at night alone,
The way this needs to go.
Come. It’s just begun.
Fuck. You’re such a cunt.
Stop. Before we fucked.
Cunt. Your battlefront.
You’re on your own this way
You’re on your own this way
You’re on your own this way
Driving in circles, we’ve wasted the day,
Screaming your lungs out which way you will go,
All the same in protest we add to the noise,
Compensate with closure, assume your own place.
You’re on your own,
You’re on your own,
You’re on your own,
Come. It’s just begun.
Fuck. You’re such a cunt.
Stop. Before we fucked.
Cunt. Your battlefront.
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8. |
Human Catnip
04:49
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Mix & Mastered by Louis Henn at Burning Tone Studios in Cape Town, South Africa
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9. |
Brass Knuckles
03:55
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Insulting grace, we fold, we play,
Besieging highs that come and go,
We need a place, a time, a face,
No hiding here, it comes down to,
Fear and all that's brave, and no ones safe,
We heard you, just take it to the skull,
and we can go and come again, full circle,
You've been hoping that things will go back,
and leave frustration behind our regret,
Let's focus on intent, just break it down,
See what we have left, I hoped you,
You found it worth it, you found it worth it,
Then life comes rolling in here,
It feels so good to breathe,
and all your dreams will surface,
Before you know,
Gone. You fucked it up, again
Russian Roullette,
You could've won.
Gone. You fucked it up, again
Russian Roullette,
You could've lost.
Insulting grace, we fold, we play,
Besieging highs that come and go,
We need a place, a time, a face,
No hiding here, it comes down to,
Fear and all that's brave, and no ones safe,
We heard you, just take it to the skull,
and we can go and come again, brass knuckles,
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10. |
Doom the Car
03:45
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It's like the same old life we knew,
Just a piece of mind unscrewed,
I am the sun, You are the mountain,
This city stay's immune,
It's just the same old life we knew,
Just a piece/peace of mind we covet,
It's not the same old space.
I am the sun. You are the mountain.
This city, stays immune.
It's through the same old eyes we view,
Outdated means of which we covet
It's not the same old space,
This city stays immune,
Stay, no. Move, go
I am the sun. You are the Mountain.
And now you wait,
And now it’s too late,
It's not the same old space
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11. |
Doggo Mlerm
03:28
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Alinea Cape Town, South Africa
Alinea means 'A new train of thought' or 'To begin anew'. This is exactly what this band from Cape Town South Africa set out to achieve. Combining Djent, Progressive, Punk and even Reggae, they have created their own unique voice in the South African music scene. ... more
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