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Tornadogenesis
06:10
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A haunting forecast
A treacherous path
As green clouds fill the night sky
A mothership supercell
Looms over a landscape awaiting annihilation
The collision of cold and warm air
and revolutions of the mesocyclone
have the Doppler painted red
a spinning radar of death
What are we but insignificant beings among the titans of extreme weather?
An Orchestrated Chaos putting all elements in line
This all seems reminiscent of
The propagation of hate and
Polarity swirling through
Hook echo, echo chamber
Violent storm, endless anger
Can we withstand this fatal turbulence?
A catastrophic sequence of events
There’s a dark eye forming in the clouded blackness
Can we bear the fruit of what happens next?
Tornadogenesis
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2. |
My Vintage Mind
04:23
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These Midwest skies are killing me
As gray as time stuck on repeat
There’s a bitter cold connection between winter and depression
And if we ever see the sun again, let’s ask how the light has been
These dead brittle trees remind me that
Time spent paused is the life you’ll lack
And I’ve just got no connection to this futile obsession
Of artificial light streaming from the compass to our demise
Sometimes I hear the reaper calling me
I wonder what he drinks
Lately, I feel like him; so out of reach
A specter on the breeze
I feel so far away
These seedless apples are poisoning
You can leave me behind
I’ll wipe the dust from My Vintage Mind
Sometimes I hear the reaper calling me
I wonder what he drinks
Lately I feel like him; so out of reach
A specter on the breeze
We live in a post-genuine, fad-driven wasteland of
Department store vinyl and pretentious activists
And I’m still wondering how to deal with the hypocrisy
Are we really all omniscient
Am I really any different
We live in a post-genuine, click-bait-driven wasteland of
cyberspace warfare and career politics
And I’m still wondering how to deal with the hilarity
Of this pivotal moment
Can we take on the corruption or is freedom out of focus
Can we have a conversation
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I need a catapult
A monumental slingshot to cast me in to space
So I can’t hear the raging commotion and lunacy
Of a decaying people and their revered leaders
A world led by vultures dressed as salesman
Looking to further personal gain
Without any regard to sincerity
As I break through the mesosphere my limbs will give way
To a blistering cold ambience and freedom in search
Of a place, of a silence that can only be found
In the cosmic foreground
Overrun with a parasitic species (I will remember)
The unfailing groan from the most prosperous era (ever to exist)
Without regard to the previous centuries of (famine, fire, and death)
I need to reach escape velocity (to be lost in the orbit of Neptune)
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4. |
Lithium Life
03:32
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So here we stand
Face to our palms
Side by side
So alone
Forget what we want
Forget what we have
Our time is spent better
Watching the ads
If I could sleep and not be haunted by evolutions price
Involuntary urges from artificial life
What have we become
Let’s throw out everything that ever made us human
Make mistakes for the spotlight
And data streams that drain our time
That drain our time
A generation
held in a hand
Information is null
If not viewed through a lens
It’s time to rethink
Put our life in the heart
Of the things we love
Let our brains recharge
Remember that this entertainment will fade away but we’re still breathing
Just look around
Heart still beating at the love we’ve found
Let’s raise our glass and celebrate this moment we have
I’m so grateful we’re still tight
And leave behind this lithium life
Unplug your mind
I’m so grateful we’re still tight
Leave behind this lithium life
I’m so grateful we’re still tight
Leave behind this lithium life
Just look around
At the love we’ve found
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5. |
Birch Hill Drive
03:13
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Troubled soul why do you sleep
Let’s get you back up on your feet
Sit down stay a while
Bottom’s up let’s see you smile
She said get up off the floor
and dance with me
It’s not the house that heals you
It’s the people inside
It’s not the destination
It’s the songs on the ride
We sang all night long
To that old Gaslight song
And I’ve never felt more alive
Sing and shout and dance with me
Cast all your fears away
We laughed all night
and looked up at the stars
We crammed too many people
Into too small of cars
We sang all night long
To that Menzingers song
And I’ve never felt more alive
Sing and shout and dance with me
Cast all your fears away
Kid, you’re not going nowhere
You can leave the past behind
If failure’s etched in your skin I promise
It’s only in your Mind
Let this go
No, I can’t let this go
Let this go
No, I can’t let you go
Let this go
No, I can’t let this go
Let this go
No, I can’t let you go
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6. |
The Reaches Of Decay
03:56
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Back on two feet
A turn for the worse
What’s lost will be treasured
The chondral carrefour is entered
A debt never to be repaid
To the reaches of decay
Your grave is not your cage
Ascend from the silence
The veil is open
Walk with the living again
And at my expense
I’ll give you the chance
To leave
Death behind
One last chance to rise
To defy your demise
I’m forced into question
My foundation is gnawing
Are you in here with me
Or do I have one foot in the grave
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7. |
Ghosts Of Siberia
04:47
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Deep in the empty heart of Siberia
Forgotten ghosts faded from memory and history
Exiled souls tossed into Stolypin cars
Among the rats and thieves and claustrophobia
And the only light ahead
Shining crimson from the prison windows painted bloody red
Cast in the shadow of a winged death
That’s inhaling all last breaths
The mighty Article 58
Leaving innocent dead in its wake
Now in a cold and dripping cell
Serving a tenner in Arch Angel
Any thoughts of your own shall be
Counter-revolutionary
The Worship of an ideology
Will unveil the monster hiding inside mankind
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8. |
Rusted Weathervane
05:02
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Can you feel the static on the air?
Making perfect soldiers with blank stares
And idle arms that patiently lay
In an indefinite disarray
There’s something about a storm and the arching clouds that form
The glow of electrons in the sky
And a wind that could blow away all our sorrows for a day
A drop in my barometric high
But this growing cell, just might be hell
A violent heat, a silent snap
A bright white gleam before the crack
A deafening build-up to inevitability
The lack of sleep, a conscious trap
Poison streams to fill the gaps
A longing for something more beyond hostile electricity
There’s something about the way this forecast has turned grey
Predictions for profits in disguise
And a face hiding in the rain that knows nothing of shame
A thunder of laughter in the night
Will these elements refrain from rusting this weathervane?
When these clouds give way to those beautiful rays of blistering humidity
It’ll be good to see your face again
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