1. |
Speak
04:44
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one tide, one wave, one moon.
one night one will be one, soon.
untold fortunes in six words,
often soft spoken and not heard.
if there's a dream that you've
wrought but you haven't yet sung.
speak that dream from the deep
blackness, shattering lungs.
are you gonna speak? speak all.
one child, one fate, one doom.
one beast, one cage, one room.
infant builds a village if it can.
it's a shame but it's just man.
if there's a thought that mere
words just can not illustrate,
open your throat and devote
your whole body and scream.
are you gonna speak all?
if i take this to my grave
i took you at your word.
vulnerability, rage,
often seen but not heard.
one black mark on white page.
chances are you won't come back.
maybe you'll find some peace.
chances are... but if you don't come back
at least you said your piece.
are you gonna speak?
speak.
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2. |
Shuriken Dance
04:02
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i want to feel the earth when i
throw this down. when every day
is the last dance just feel it beat
straight from the heart into the
sun. your silhouette is striking.
shuriken, know when your time is
and take hold. shuriken dance.
know when your time is and
wait...
in time i'll feel these words
my limbs will know their sound.
put all my strength into the last
dance. just feel it beat straight
from the heart into the sun.
shuriken dance. get up your ass on
that floor. this is your last chance.
dance shuriken dance.
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3. |
Brotherman
04:54
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friends, they may come and go
again. there are some that seem
to blend and transcend the lines
that define the family, crossing
bloodlines, fault lines and finish
linesto prove that they will still
be here when we need them.
they're the one's that help us
to forget our regret and
never look back.
it's never too late.
never look back on life and fret.
we've got all this time to spend.
we won't wallow in regret.
we'll transcend the lines that
define the family, crossing
bloodlines, fault lines and finish
lines to prove that we will still be
here. we will be here.
brothers and sisters.
never look back.
it's never too late.
never let go.
never look back on your life
and think... !?!?!?!?!?
friends who stand by me
until the end, i promise I will be
here to stand by you until the end.
i promise i will be here until the end.
i will be here, no shame, no regret.
i will be here till the end,
no shame, no regret.
never look back.
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4. |
Dead Duck Dock
04:45
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and the earth shook, ebbing
underneath my feet. and the
windswept desert wept tears
for me. and the waves went
forth from the breath-shaped
shallows i left behind.
i will strive to walk the path
of the immovable heart.
it's all around me...
means all awry,
coveting the ends.
sober nights so seldom had.
humankind, some kind of man.
what does my life portend?
i will strive to walk the path
of the immovable heart.
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5. |
Become Nothing
03:18
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anti-violence anti-bodies. viral
lashing in my body. this one's for
your tight-clenched ass hole.
tight lipped, i'm left sightless.
you march upon my back. eternal
spiral curve. acute dyslexic lack
of terminal verbal velocity.
shit piss spit vinegar and venom
when i'm face to face with my
enemies: the very thieves stealing
my pride. ego-face, my disgrace.
there is no time to decide
who will die and who will survive.
no defeat, no retreat, no meat, no mind.
i'm caught up, i'm entrenched.
torrential rise. suffering and sick
with hate, peeled, ripe.
anti-violence anti-bodies. violent
lashing in my body. restless finger
on the kill switch. one slip, wrong step,
it's flipped. attack!!! a homicidal nerve
split, tendons severed, snapped.
synapses burn. no concern for life
or death or pain. what have i become?
i'm cut up as i retch, my clenched teeth
grind. suffering and sick with hate,
peeled, ripe. so i backup from the edge
of rage and rewind. the serpent i recoil.
i will keep what is mine.
look me in the eye and see if you can
find a single shred of meat that you
can fit into your fantasy of my defeat.
i won't be there, i won't be your next meal.
no… nothing, i will become.
become nothing
and you can not be broken down.
become nothing
you can not be broken down.
nothing.
you can not be broken.
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6. |
What!?!?
03:08
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what's on the line?
what's at stake?
what's in this universe for me?
all words watered down will
fade like blood soiled the slips
of silken wormhole wood. unknown
forces push one forward back.
undone understanding, unborn fact.
all this is more than we can
bargain for. it's all this life is for.
undecided people say what!?!?
the enlightened people say woop!!!
all this time is worn upon one's back.
shoulder borne and elbow thrown
with tact. all our faces wear the years.
what's pity for? for pity's sake?
forsaken by our insidious flags.
there's so much more here than we
can bargain for. it's all this life is for.
give up the echo, call with the answer.
can't keep calling into question, why.
out of the question rise instead.
give up the echo, call with the answer.
you can't keep calling out the question.
what's on the line?
what's at stake?
what's in this universe for me?
undecided people say what!?!?
the enlightened people say woop!!!
undecided people say what!?!?
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7. |
Jump Ya Bones
03:55
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shame is a thing that no one
should feel. there's no shame in
feeling good. itching, uncomfortable
cause your skin's been flayed off
by catty judgment calls.
they're snatching your satisfaction.
want some action?
better catch them all
before they break ya bones.
you got to jump ya bones.
i know that there's no telling
where it started. oh no, you know
i never ask why. all i know
is when you're weary, start walking.
shoulders, those, hips,
these and thighs.
i look the way that i want to feel
but i don't feel the way i look.
i'm much more comfortable
when i'm free and i flail around.
that's what my body's for.
this floor can be all my booty call
when i'm throwing down.
and i will make that call,
i'll never work the wall,
i'll take it all on.
you've got an erotic body.
don't you doubt, you know you've got it.
jump ya bones.
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8. |
Grip The Cage
04:10
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below the mellow undertow,
a lung collapse. and throats
are choking on the embryos
depending on the posts, pillars
and pedestals. the sky, the spinal
bend, the eye beholds the
constellation's smiles. we behold
each other and we speak on for a
while in search of another way.
know how far we've come.
feel the tracing sun.
say to yourself you're alive.
pick a scab of sky.
meanwhile, awry, the taste of bile
is buying time but time is null.
epiphanies are breezing by and by
and we are climbing through the
undergrowth…
death, we were cheating death.
the cage is overhead.
grip is in your fingertips but it can
barely hold. it's these four fingers
that won't let you fall.
there has to be another way
to say to you...
know how far we've come.
feel the tracing sun.
say to yourself you're alive.
pick a scab of sky.
find yourself another way.
find yourself.
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9. |
Azaria
04:02
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cut off an armistice.
age: young.
pages torn out by the arm of a
scissor. sing a serenade,
lullabilingual because it
can't tell what you feel.
azaria, as far as you may seem,
here we are and life is not a dream.
i can't believe, with all this time left
barely touched we could bury
all the things that we believe.
i can't believe.
cut
cut
cut
off
cut
off
azaria, as far as you may seem,
here we are and life is not a dream.
i can't believe, with all this time left
barely touched we could bury
all the things that we believe.
i can't believe, as far as you may seem,
here we are and life is not a dream.
azaria don't fall asleep.
we barely touched, we won't bury all
the things that we believe.
i still believe.
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10. |
Slavehemence
05:44
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with open arms i welcome change.
open hearts can never be enslaved.
i've got to change, my eyes have
sunken in. i've never known of
naught but suffering. i crossed
the line and left right left right
left my discipline behind. now i
wonder why i can't sleep through
the nights. cold fear for days.
living a life of pain.
i'm so afraid my heart will just
give up one day. one never knows
what one's own fate may bring.
i crossed the line and stepped
right left right left right out on a limb.
i was blind. i can't sleep through
the nights, cold fear for days.
what keeps me alive when
every day i might die?
hope will carry you, smoke will bury you.
hope will carry you and your yoke.
a slave must carry on.
smoke will bury you.
there's a yoke a slave must carry on.
with open arms i welcome change.
open hearts can never be enslaved.
when fear has come and when you fall,
and you fear your pain,
remember all that you have wrought,
and feel your pain.
it's your pain.
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