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Skin Tsunami
04:55
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anticipation builds; turmoil pours like acid rain
olive in arrival; bodies dissolve under purple skies of mans final daylight
depleting corpses run triumphantly
forming a delta of fluids; draining rapidly into the
sewer system below, beneath under the streets
poorly lit domiciles; house few survivors
packed in vienna sausages; juice of those caught in the rains above
burning floods; flood the caverns with magmatic gas
black lava anaconda surges through the earth and thesurface belches fire; sulfur wind cyclone
hydrochloric hurricanes smear the country side
as shores succumb to the skin tsunami
the oncoming tempest
shifts the horizon
the earth folds in
the oncoming tempest
shifts the horizon
the earth folds in
the earth sinks into abyss of steaming basalt
more lands will form as masses pull together
her despair will be short lived as her epidermis is swept clean
the surface to peace; bring us back to mortality
miniature memories frozen in time a place to look back on
where few shall ever go; the biggest story ever told
to be remembered through the mouths, through the mouths
of those left behind; under rocks and in the mountain tops
they will rejoin again; asking her for one more chance
wormholes through time; magnetic sanctuary
guards a small clan
eight sides erected forging a fortress for future fertilization
civilized with no civilization
her despair will be short lived as her epidermis is swept clean
the surface to peace; bring us back to mortality
miniature memories frozen in time a place to look back on
anticipation builds; turmoil pours like acid rain
olive in arrival bodies dissolve under purple skies of mans final day
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2. |
Act VII: Liftoff
02:16
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We are an aging race filled with greed
You in the MIR your fate has been sealed
No means can defend this world
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3. |
Act VII: The Afterburner
02:39
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Like an artist's rendering of a kaleidoscopic massacre
this painted picture unreal the expansion of my psyche deep below me dementia drove me cannibalistic intent survival my eternal solitude can never be proven insane
unconfirmed who will deny their organs as sublime
their rationed lifeless suspend frozen in the
ominous vacuum of space
an ever shrinking cinder orb of weakening molten madness holds still in the backdrop
i am but the only one waiting on the critical arrival for the essentials i need to calibrate my decent into the red eye of the storm
this will be one wild ride better strap in tight
put my feet to the stars
where is the horizon?
in all its glory the red eye now pulls me in
an ever growing storm of tidal chaos
helium bursts and hydrogen shifts
to let me in, let me in
their rationed lifeless suspend frozen in the
ominous vacuum of space
where is the horizon
my altitude is still to high
my angle of approach still to steep
my controls have failed me boosters sputtering
gravity now holds me
wrenching on my existence incomprehensible consequence
for my good nature
poisoned by the unfortunate coincidence
of my situation
we are an aging race filled with greed
you in the MIR your fate has been sealed
no means can defend this world
space party...
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4. |
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it was raining that night; so I prayed for a clearing
the drive took forever
we; we must face we must change
we must conquer the world
all hands must meet
bitch bicker and moan is all she ever does
all this madness day and night; churns these very scars I cant wait to get out of here; to my other home
seems the only friends I have are the lonely stars
the sky calls to me
I worship her; I disgust her
my space and spouse
I’ll come to you tonight my love
to view your deep black sea
the knife calls to me
and I run
what if we never find the truth
never escape the possibilities
relentless; she is
I rip her flesh; twist her neck; and bury her flimsy corpse
under the old oak tree
rip her flesh; twist her neck; and bury her flimsy corpse
astronomy
destination
to the mountain
over the bay
the cold empty
the sky cleared up as the moon stood tall
my choices optical, ultra violet, x-ray and infrared
this is perfect I declared I’ll be able to view it all
my choices optical, ultra violet, x- ray and infrared
the sky cleared up; the moon stood tall
my choices optical, ultra violet, x-ray and infrared
the sky cleared up
fire up the computers; I need to see her
fire the gears and the gadgets
I set the scope to the most splendid part of her; a sight to see
the ant nebula deep in the chamber of horrors
but what is this I’ve beheld I spoke in aghast
by god could it be a new discovery at last
not a planet; nor a star but an object ever so fast
the urge to kill consumes my every thought
is that steel; is that diamond
is that; is that
your doom
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5. |
The Spaniard
04:53
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My name is Ponce
their ships will sting
and This didn't happen just once.
Since July of Fifteen Hundred Twenty One
My life has been but a television rerun.
The Fountain of Youth Exists.
The Walls of eight persist
Inside the chamber of time
protects from the chlorides of lime.
The fluid causes divinity
The Machine creates Infinity
I must try again.
I stand before you today, lonely
People stare and people laugh, yet
I am the only human alive that can save you all.
No one is listening once more
I try to warn them; I tried to warn you of the war
The Loop of life lights my infancy
The scientists will come once more
Try Again.
No one is listening once more
I try to warn them of the war
Every single time I fail.
to stop this debacle.
pray for the encore
Beg for the encore
Pray
That fluid is now my curse
That Fountain is a Scourge
The Apparatus is Shielded,
Sitting there ever so pretty.
i must struggle and refrain
because if I don’t
I'll try, try again
I yell
I plead
I beg
I Bleed
For this fight that we can never win
That fluid is now my curse
That fountain is a scourge
The apparatus is shielded
Sitting there ever so pretty
I must struggle
I'll try, try try, again
I'll try, try try, again
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6. |
An Elite Being
03:30
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terrorizing our dreams
the ones we had before the world died
surrender
these worms slither through my brain
the medulla encased in this fluid alien to our cortex
thought control takes hold
did you hear about the beings of different microbiology coming about
their skin is the color of crimson
did you hear about the micro organism cell take over
reconstruction synapses nerve highway reroute the information
run for your lives their here with their lasers
run to the hills
autonomic nervous system overload, overload
time to remember what it was like
before we came before we descended upon your brains
what we've discovered only savage things
the sick and the weak ruling
allow capture of the sick and the weak
allow capture of the sick and the weak
save yourselves, we refuse
arise and fight, Spanish man show yourself,
you've plagued this world with ignorance
we offer you your destiny
this night does rise
you have a choice to carry on,
don't choose to be indifferent
we offer you your destiny
the elite being
now rise
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7. |
Bermuda Octagon
04:23
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we are the planet that brings you to your knees
we are the one desirable disease
an octagon shaped facility in the bermuda triangle
where the worlds governments meet
unique magnetic properties offer safety from the aliens
titanium blaster weapons
use the alien weapons
hold them to your shoulder tight
point and blast to freedom
melt the walls
join the horde and
lead the war against the other walls
point and blast to free them
melt the octagon
moonstalk of cable; lunar elevator
that transports us to and from the earth
to the moon via the earths center of gravity
above geostationary orbit we access the terminal
upon the surface to further
further our attack
we are safe (in these shapes)
isle protects our lives (in these shapes)
holds the key (once again)
to our home
vast fields shift and the
rock of planet splits
in two divided
now by a bright piercing light
color virgin to
visiting eyes
a tremendous shift in
gravity take hold and hold tight
take hold and hold tight; this may be our final flight
deeper inside our movement unnoticeable, no creatures, no life
the walls all white
spewing clouds of odorless gas
hazy clouds of shadows overcome weaker gasps and grasps, grips loosen
a slow slip off the edge; the edge of consciousness
the edge of all consciousness
deafening roars, varmint of war are back
a cold planet hurling through the dark matter of space
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When They Invade Portland, Oregon
Five hard working musicians formed in the dawn of the apocalypse to break the chain of trends in heavy music to bring new light and prevent the oncoming slaughter.
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