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Estates
04:07
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Who is Free? Perpetuate, exterminate. What you bring on, will dig your grave. Are you excited? Let’s set the mood. The line between it, is set to move. Perpetuate, exterminate. What you bring on, will dig your grave. Freedom reigns with men dressed in fire, frayed corners that cause them to burn. Luck brings a cloak back to swallow, a baited hook you cannot discern. A tension scam we’re bred to rely on, to keep the ceiling from caving in. No time to sit pointing fingers, you’ve overlooked the actual sin. Who is free? You or me? Like a pas that’s never forgotten, we exist by day and night. Systemized we are the downtrodden, thousands stand united by plight. Who is free? You or me? I wish they would recognize the slope, that leads us to Hell through mirrors and smoke. They are tainted by the lies. Terrified fire falls from the sky. Surrounded by faces scarred with fear. The want to believe the end is here. When speaking up will dig your grave. Welcome to the divided estates. Wake up! And pay attention! Speak up! Cause I can’t hear you! Wake up! Where are you now? Speak up! We’re starting to drown!
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Pesticide
04:20
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Time ain’t on my side, but all I need is time. For the first time, I’ve made up my mind. This time you wouldn’t be missed. Yet at your convenience, you snake your way back in. I can’t take this beating, again and again. Where have you been? So step the fuck up. Show me who you are. Don’t blame the past on me. It was you from the start.
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End of an Error
03:44
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O’ brother, our brother; peering eyes like no other. Spread your terror through our streets. The bunkered and elite. We’re better, we feel better with your kind-hearted speech. Transient dreams, no transparency. Unjust grief, incoherent beliefs. Look through our lives we’re wasting time, let us know we won’t. Tow the line. Smoke them all out until they’re dead. To the chambers. Gas to their heads. This Civilization will. Rot from the inside out. Sum quique Tribuere. Give to each his own.
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Crooked Lines
08:16
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Stand at attention. No crooked lines. The network news brings tales to ease your mind. It’s awful quiet. Things are moving fast. Behind blown tubes and insightful glass. We are products of it. Its not worth the fight. For when we listen we don’t need sight. See the times in front of your eyes. How did they take the Fourth Estate? Oh free your mind there’s no way to escape. Control the way you see the disguise. These times put in front of your eyes. Highest bidder takes the prize. Reboot with glass now over your eyes. One body sustained in deception. Viral thought contained by reception. Realize; Real Lies; Real Eyes; Realize. Who needs to put a rat in a cage? Controlled by technological haze. Detached in a primitive state. Watch out, you’re washed out by mythological plague. Weighed down by the threat of destruction. Is this what you fear most? Paralyzed by a senseless distraction. Swore you would have seen a ghost. Yeah/pick your disguise; Yeah/what rules your life; Yeah/pick your disguise; Yeah/what will you decide. Yeah/pick your disguise; Yeah/what will you decide. Open up it’s moving endlessly. And figure out what’s left. In a daze and nothing’s happening. What you see is not reality. Smile for the cameras and clean up your makeup. Tell all our friends all the stories you’ve made up(Smile for the cameras; clean up your makeup.) Smile for the cameras and clean up your makeup. Tell all our friends all the stories you’ve made up(Tell all our friends, what you’ve made up.)
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Reflection:Dissection
05:31
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What I’ve built, what I’ve made. They can’t touch anything. What I've done, it’s all grey, and I’m not the one you want to take. Not the only one to blame. Can’t believe these crooked claims. It’s just a way for me to run this race, to run this race. Foster hope abandon dreams, look around what does this mean? Ruined lives not on my mind, am I the reason your behind? Not the only one to blame, followed the laws of this game. It’s just a way for me to win this race we’re in this race. You are a disease(Not the only one). You attract more and breed(Swear I meant no harm). You are a disease (Not the only one). You attract more and breed (Swear I meant no harm).With your head buried under the dirt. You have never witnessed the hurt. Our lives expendable in your eyes. You rain chemical from the skies. We won’t be left out in the cold. Our dreams are ours to hold. Charged with death. High tension wire. About to snap. How could we get much higher? Subjugated truths. Oh “its important for you-”. “-…to trust me. I know.” I don’t think that you do. So drop the charade. Cause it’s not that clever at all(Sum Quique Tribuerre, Give to each his own). You act like it’s not your fault(Sum Quique Tribuerre, Give to each his own). It must hurt to keep that straight face(Sum Quique Tribuerre, Give to each his own). Resistance storming the gates. Your façade will fall. You will never hold us all; back. We tear at these walls; carve. New history from stone.
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