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Jörmungandr
05:29
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It is Harsh in the world,
Whoredom is rife,
Brother kills brother and sins with his sister
Kinship is defiled!
Three long years of Fimbulwinter have been and gone
Prepare for Ragnarok
An axe age, a sword age – shield are splintered and cloven!
A wind age, a wolf age – before the world burns!
No man will have mercy and no man will be saved!
And I Jormungandr will writhe and heave the encircling Sea
Upon the sight of me – all hope shall fade away!
Skol, Brother Fenrir’s Son
Will hunt and run down Sol
and devour the sun!
Yggdrasil shudders; Fenrir is loosed – Heaven and earth in his Jaws!!!
And I Jormungandr will writhe and heave the encircling Sea,
I spit venom forth upon the face of Thor,
And though his hammer smite me,
Nine paces away all hope shall fade!
And I Jormungandr will writhe and heave the encircling Sea,
I spit venom forth upon the face of Thor,
And though his hammer smite me,
Nine paces away all hope shall fade, Lif and her Lover will never be safe!!!
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Battery Life
03:14
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I’m a cell and I lend my spark,
To light my cell from the coming Dark!
I feed and I fuck I breed in this box!
I’m dimming they’re winning,
they’ve poisoned the blood from this bleeding heart!
Running low, flipping polarity won’t do a fucking thing for me!
Running low – can’t take no more!
Destroy this battery life!
Meat is murder, but I’m no burger,
There must be a special kind of hell for me!!!
I dimming, they’re winning,
They’ve poisoned the blood from this bleeding heart!
Bought and Sold – the depletion completed I all but defeated!
Running low– kill the last of my battery life
Feeling Cold – Packed up and Fucked up, but noone to speak up!
Running Low – Ain’t gunna hide gunna kill the last of my battery life
Bought and Sold – the depletion completed I all but defeated!
Running low– kill the last of my battery life
Feeling Cold – Flipping Polarity won’t do a fuckin’ thing for me!
Running Low – Ain’t gunna hide gunna kill the last of my battery life
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Teeth
03:31
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Woof – I bark cos I got no bite
Lost my teeth in a rigged fight!
Missing teeth – broken smile
Tongue the open gap from where they pulled fangs,
Stand in line, supine with an outheld hand!
Though they’re absent – these teeth are fuckin’ potent!
The potency of the self-willed deed is simply the possibility to be free…
- with or without Teeth!
Yeah – I still got it, the praxis of love’s a gamble,
Yeah – I well know it, went looking for trouble and got some!
We are the ones – into this we’re born though we never had a chance!
We in a war of All against all, but we make our futile stance!
We have lost the fight,
Before we’ve seen the light,
Though we face the Night,
We’ll howl our battle cry
Every blow defies,
Injury provides,
Our bitter respite,
Yet still we’ll howl our battle cry!!!
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H.A.T.E.
04:41
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Seethe with Rage and I smoulder,
I take each smoke down to the ember!
I listen to my anger cos I know it makes more sense than hope!
Oh, I’d love to love mankind,
But down here on earth – I want you to know!
H A T E – I hate everybody and I hope you all fuckin’ die!
H A T E – Hopelessly aware that rage engenders depair!
I don’t believe a word you say,
I don’t believe you give a fuck
I don’t believe that you could even care!
Can you actually appreciate a thing?
I listen to my anger cos I know it makes more sense than hope!
There’s not a thing with which I agree,
I’m just looking for a reason,
To put distance in between us,
Looking for a reason to ruin your day!
H A T E – I hate everybody and I hope you all fuckin’ die!
H A T E – Hopelessly aware that rage engenders depair!
H A T R E D Hatred on the brain!
It’s the frames, the framing;
The parameters we all accept but choose not to see.
We follow the thinking up to a point,
But no further, no further, no further!!!
When I hear you people say with a frown and disdain,
That I’m wrong to feel this way, you’ve just got to know,
This Rage is so Holy to me!
This Rage is all mine!
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Chai Latte
03:40
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Donate to the right cause, I say what gain applause,
What I got in the bank don’t mean a thing, but I’m a busy man so bring my drink,
So I can think upon,
Ignorant Masses – and for the price of this item I’ll show you I’m nothing like them!
Counter-cultural; Counter-factual
I am concerned, I am engaged – anti-everything I’m all the rage!
I’m just a good guy! I walk the line!
Beyond reproach, don’t rock no boat, paying my way and saving the day!
No Soul! No heart!
Practice no art, I got no soul, I got no heart,
Just drag and drop as the whole world falls apart!
Constant harassment, I really don’t mind
Positive and Negative it’s all fuckin’ relative!
Apolitical, ahistorical,
Iam informed, I am aware, post-truth opinions cos I don’t care!
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Ten Pounds
03:33
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Want is by design!
So cruel, the suffering, made worse when you know,
Some coins in our palms would offer relief from the worst!
Must we be crushed by the Harshness?
They hear us crying, we’re dying. They’re lying this want is by design!
They well know about the money in our pocket that ain’t there,
They well know that while we’re at each other’s throats they’ll take the lion’s share!
Charity seems worse to me than the shame and blame of poverty!
A job for life is a slow death – this pain and iniquity is all cold policy!
Hard work kills, but there’s enough for all, yeah we ain’t fooled, there ain’t no pride in poverty!
Money – gimme some money – I want the Money – show me the fuckin’ pounds!
They well know about the money in our pocket that ain’t there,
They well know that while we’re at each other’s throats they’ll take the lion’s share!
Cos if you don’t throw us a fuckin’ bone, we’ll make you pay!
Hey mister can you spare some change cos there’s no pride in poverty!
Cos if you don’t throw us a fuckin’ bone, we’ll make you pay!
Hey mister can you spare some change cos it’s clear that this want is by design!
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One in Deed
04:58
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Liars – everyway in everyway need to persuade and convince about
Desires – there hopes, their beliefs, their destiny, but nothing concrete!
All just make believe!
Conceited indolence dressed up as Art!
Right here, right now as one in deed;
Renown is for tomorrow!
As on in Deed;
Who wants to be a ghostly memory scarcely remembered!
Strangers – they actions belie all their slogans contrived, and hide this divide over…
Wagers – over who is whom and what they’ll do and oh so soon you will all see, it’ll all be fuckin’ moot!
Conceited Indolence
Live for today,
That’s what they say,
And I guess it’s okay,
Everyone gets their way
but let’s not call it art!
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Hashtrap
04:08
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I can see why you do Glue,
I can see why you’d take smack,
I can see why you’d drink yourself to Death!
Too much violence on the buses,
Too much aggro to save face,
Too many bills, too unsafe insecure!
Oh God!
There ain’t a man alive,
Who toils all of his life,
And that after work, don’t need a perk,
Just so that he can survive,
The Breathe of Boss, the sense of Loss,
Yeah smash my brain and numb the pain,
Just cannot hide that I’m furious!!!
Cos all I know is all I’m told and all I know is a little to much is just enough to make you do – to take too much, to get you through! It’s all too much I had enough of it all!
We don’t do for the Buzz,
We do cos life is tough!
Hashtrap – I cannot not!
Hashtrap – to wash me clean!
Hashtrap – no matter what!
Hashtrap – cos fuck normality!!!
Why not say I just don’t care – plunge headlong into despair?
Why not say I just don’t care –throw my hands up in the air?
Throw Your Hands Up In The Air!
Cos all I know – is a little too much is just enough to make you do, to take too much, to get you through – it’s all too much, I’ve had enough of it all!
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Old Man
09:40
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After the fact it’s clear!
After the fact it’s always clear!
Look where we are old man!
Look where it’s left us!
Old – like habits that are hard to die!
Man – like Adam, we’re ashamed so we hide!
Look where we are Old Man!!!
After the fact it’s clear – so look where we are old man!
Well worn ways and the beaten path,
Our heritage is the aftermath!
Look where we are Old man! Look where it’s left us!!!
After the fact clear – he says!
After the fact it’s always clear!!!
We look to you old man, you took the lead and with it our doom in your own hands!
Yes we’ll all die, and yes, it won’t be alright!
And with a steady grip he’d squeeze his own neck lest anyone survives!
Deceit and lies post-rationalised!
Atrocities disownded, but “had we only known…”
So young, so wise are you Old man!
Half-learned truths you don’t believe…
You were them like badges, but they’re insignia of office that’s all!
Old man – so wise so young:
Evasive, explain it all away…
…better let Daddy take care of everything!
So young, so young are you…
So wise, so wise are you – OLD MAN!!!
So there you stand, you sorry old man, with your phallus in hand and take a look back at all the horror,
Convinced is he, at the End of History that collectively we should suffer for the error!!!
So young! So Wise are you Old man!
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