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The Corinthian
03:06
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Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
Hahhhhhhhh...
I leave my whispers glistening
In souls of children listening
A tunnel carved from blistering stone
I called my sacred home
I scratch with nails of sulfur rock
I swim canals, the burning loch
I feast on memories long forgotten
And I will consume your dreams
As often as I disbelieve
(I savor faithful flesh, indeed)
As seldom as I weave my puzzles
I dance on walls of gold
I breathe the dust of a million years
I wade through oceans of wasted tears
And still I walk in the shadow of your gods
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh...
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The War is Coming Home
03:34
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The suns and the stars will give us their majesty
The moons will lead us home
We wander along and hope to belong
To kingdoms and families
The stars in the sky will give us their light
The moons will lead us home
So pick up your fife and bang on your drums
For the war is coming home
Our sons and our wives, our fathers and daughters
Will share our sacrifice
The stars in the sky will give us their light
And the moons will lead us home
So pick up your fife and bang on your drums
For the war is coming home
So pick up your fife and bang on your drums
For the war is coming home
We wander along and hope to belong
To kingdoms and families
And the stars in the sky will give us their lives
But the moons will lead us home
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3. |
Life Inside a Maze
04:05
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Alone inside this metal cage
I stand upon an empty stage
I call and no one seems to hear me
From this little blue sphere
The sky is clear, the waters, still
And all alone upon this hill
I call and no one seems to hear me
There's no one ere that I can see
Abandoned buildings, vacant roadways
Quiet forests and empty skyways
No more people living under
No more living people under the sky
Nor the moon, and so I fly
I scan for any other signs
I know that someday I will find you
Alone inside this metal cage
I'm looking for another stage
Another planetary phase
So life begins inside a maze
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Genesis
03:26
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Empty forests, frozen fields
A glowing spectacle revealed
Spinning sounds and fading lights
And so begins another night
Follow the path and feed the source
And maybe then you'll see
Burning eyes inside a cage
Stumbling and filled with rage
Set it free and curse the world
Truth and lies, the lines are blurred
Follow your path and be the source
Of all the things you need
Teeming forest, fertile fields
A growing spectacle revealed
Lurid sounds and flashing lights
Are echoing into the night
Spreading outward, growing faster, piercing secrets,
Roaring louder
No more questions, no more answers, no more reasons
To stop believing now
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Shallow Footsteps
03:48
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Yellow flowers that glow in the night
The trail ahead is filled with their light
Shallow footsteps fall between the lines and I call your name
The passageway is lined with kauri trees
The Moonlight filters down in between the leaves
Shallow footsteps follow me and so begins another dream
Fading shadows, a growing glimmer
The Old Ones light the flame
Drifting forwards and falling backwards
The Old Ones call my name
Gentle hands to lay me down
A ring of leaves I wear for a crown
Shallow footsteps land between the Coral Sea and waning Winter Moon
The path ahead leads to the path behind
A random act that feels undefined
The closer I become to me the farther I will fall today
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Particle Accelerator
06:14
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Disconnect the lead to the cathode, do you see?
Set the voltage of the alternate anode
Can you see? How's the control grid?
Set the cathode voltage and connect
Can you see? There, on the fluorescent screen
Reconnect and repeat
Reconnect and repeat
Feel the power, feel it rise
Feel the power, it is alive
The metal filament is heating up, can you feel it?
And now the electrons decay
(Thermionic emission)
Now power, no more heat
Flood the vacuum with with hydrogen
Ionize and ionize, turn it in to plasma
See the protons confined by magnetic fields
Accelerate into a beam
No more escape, can you feel it?
Feel the power, feel it rise
Feel the power, it is alive
Feel the power, see it rise
Feel the power, it is alive
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7. |
Prometheus Unbound
03:21
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There was a time when a fire would do
And the ashes would cover the face of the Moon
But something has changed, twisted inside of you
The ashes you needed have turned into a lust for blood
I kill in your name, despite all your claims
Victims of your natural violations
Sealed in our fate, consumed in your flames
And history will call you mad and a genius
Everything changed and the fire has too
The places you burn linger inside of you
The power has gone and made you a fool
You scramble, in vain, to find something taboo
I kill in your name, despite all you claim
Victims of your natural violation
Sealed in our fate, consumed in your flames
And history will call you mad and a genius
Devils above and angels below
The blood of your victims will cover the face of the Moon
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Morningstar
04:22
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He glides across the rooftops
Stopped by creaks and moans
He leaves his feathers glistening
Upon the wasted souls
He flies across the darkened Moon casting shadows of belief
Upon the doubting Thomas' who struggle for relief
No one wants greet him or welcome him inside
He steals away small infants and keeps them as his brides
His hunger, uncontrollable, consumes his blackened heart
He glides across the Moonlit sky
His pleasures are unknown
He leaves his whispers glistening upon the wasted souls
His life-blood flows from mountaintops
Destruction is his art
He steals upon the innocent
Corrupts the young and old to evil ways and wickedness
And pleasures writhe untold
A gleaming eye and violent grin bring ecstasy and fear
A burning heart and crumbling mind are symptoms to beware
Deception is his body
And beauty is his head
He'll roam around the Earth untouched
Until all men are dead
A circle drawn around his heart unbroken by the years
He glides across the Moonlit sky
His pleasures are unknown
He leaves his whispers glistening upon the wasted souls
And proving those who disbelieve
The devil lives inside
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Standing in the Sun
03:12
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I'll follow you when you try to run away
Follow me when you see the Moon fill the sky
And you'll find me standing in the Sun
And melting in the rain
Shallow waves can turn you on your head
Shallow graves will burn up the living dead
And you'll find me standing in the Sun
How do you know the fading winter snow
Will help you find your way back home?
Follow me when I try to get away
I'll follow you when you are the Moon in the sky
And you'll find me standing in the rain
Waiting for the Sun to burn away the grey today
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10. |
Feed the Ghost
03:21
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What should I leave out for the ghost?
Where does she linger here the most?
Should I leave the TV on before she finds out you are gone?
(I hope my soul is not exposed)
Will you answer when I call you?
Even when you are disposed of
Does she sleep inside the walls?
What are the protocols?
I want to spend my time drifting through your realm
I hope she doesn't mind the snow
I know she's hungry for my soul
Should I let her have a taste before my soul could go to waste?
I want to spend my time drifting through your realm
My life might be undefined
I can spend it where I will
Can you run through the walls?
Can you make me into your thrall?
Can you show me your domain?
Can you travel, or must your remain?
Can you see the stars?
(isn't that bizarre?)
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11. |
The Baltic Sea
03:09
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Ye can take me love, ye can take me land, ye can even take me ancestry
But you'll never, ever surf the Baltic Sea
Ye can steal me pride, ye can cross the king, ye can even learn to water ski
But you'll never, ever surf the Baltic Sea
Ye should mount yer steed and begone with ye
I don't want to hear yer lusty pleas
'Cause you'll never, ever surf the Baltic Sea
These waves are too much fer you to handle
You should spend yer day over there on the beach
You don't stand a chance, you don't even own a candle
So you'll never, ever surf the Baltic Sea
Ye can take me life, ye can curse me grave, ye can even take the air I breathe
But you'll never, ever surf the Baltic Sea
But you stay away, keep yer mittens off
Don't ye ever touch my board, you kook
'Cause you'll never, ever surf the Baltic Sea
These waves are too much fer you to handle
So you spend yer day over there on the beach
You don't stand a chance, you don't even own a candle
So you'll never, ever surf the Baltic Sea
Down, down to the briny deep
The waters here be mighty cold
And so you drown, and yer women folk will weep
The Baltic Sea will keep yer soul
Ye can take me love, ye can take me land, ye can even take me ancestry
But you'll never, ever surf the Baltic Sea
Ye can steal me pride, ye can cross the king, ye can even learn to water ski
But you'll never, ever surf the Baltic Sea
Ye can mount yer steed and begone with ye
I don't want to hear yer salty pleas
'Cause you'll never, ever surf the Baltic Sea
These waves may well be your fantasy
But you'll never, ever surf the Baltic Sea
Aight?!?
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Walking backwards to my mother's
I notice problems with the others
Their eyes are red, their noses bleeding
They're chasing people and they're feeding
Where did they get the infection?
From a lab or natural selection?
Does it matter? I don't think so
So walking backwards to mom's I go
And if I make it there, I hope that she will feed me
Cake or past, cheese or tuna, it doesn't really matter to me
Watching tele with my mother
Buildings burn and people suffer
The world is crumbling into pieces
I hope it's over by the weekend
My mom is nervous and she tells me to pack a bag
And I should hurry
The noises scratching at the front door
Are probably something I shouldn't ignore
And if we make it out, I wonder where we'll go
To my dad's, or maybe brother's?
It doesn't really matter to me
Walking backwards through the forest
I think about the zombie chorus
I think about my mom and brother
I think about my absent father
I know I shouldn't say the "Z" word
But all the other words are just absurd
But still, I just keep walking backwards
Surrounded by a swarm of black birds
And if I make it home, I wonder what's on the tele
Maybe "Cheers" or Donald Glover
It doesn't really matter to me
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13. |
Lusus Naturae
06:05
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How long can you breathe underground?
How long can you hide from your fears before you make a sound?
Strange things are happening above you
Can you steel away the Sun and pull through?
How long can you keep the hounds at bay?
When they track you through the night and into the day
Strange things are happening to you
Can you hide from the Sun before it changes you?
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14. |
Spaceman, Caveman
04:01
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Spaceman, mad man, where did you go?
Higher and faster, how's your vertigo?
There you fly off to the stars, to the Moon or Mars
Caveman, ape-man, mesmerized by flame
See your future, a monolithic game to play
Old man, (deadpan), can you see the Moon?
Take your pills and try to save the world
There you fly off to the stars, to the Moon and Mars
Titan, Ganymede, Lucifer, and Mars
IO and Oberon, Europa has scars
Frogman, lifespan, how did you know?
That the Earth is spinning, always, inside your bungalow
Catching flies under the stars, under the Moon and Mars
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15. |
Echoes
04:21
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Echoes fading into the Sun
Chasing echoes into oblivion
Echoes inside of everyone
Burning echoes falling into the Sun
Echoes fading into the Sun
I'm chasing echoes into oblivion
Echoes inside of everyone
Burning echoes falling into the Sun
I'm chasing echoes
I'm chasing echoes
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Strange Talking Animals Springfield Township, New Jersey
Born in raised in Madison, WI. Transplanted to Brooklyn, Jamaica, and finally Springfield. Versed in chamber pop and rock, psychedelic and prog, and expanding musical horizons to experience electronic and ambient musics and experiment with modular and chaotic synthesis.Overfed with science fiction and fantasy and actual science. And stay-at-home dadness. ... more
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