1. |
Wrong Again
04:45
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I can feel it I can see it
I can hear it like a siren's call
I can't stop it, it's too late now
I can just brace myself for the fall
The world is wrong again
It is coming like a bullet
Like a train that's running off its track
There's no hope now all is futile
I'm beyond the point of turning back
The world is wrong again
I'm all out of miracles
No "Deus Ex Machina"
No last minute rescue
My time has reached its end
The world is wrong again
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2. |
Propaganarchy!
04:02
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They sell it to you on the news
With targeted information
Tell you what they say is true
With not-so-subtle persuasion
You think you're thinking for yourself
But they tell you what to believe
And you never suspected
You could be so naive
Sanitize our history
Drown us in hyperbole
Who is the real enemy?
What we need is propaganarchy!
Politicians as rock stars
Rock stars as politicians
Opposing views disguised as news
Bleed from your television
You think you're thinking for yourself
But have you been deceived?
When at best it's overstretched
At worst it's make-believe
Sanitize our history
Drown us in hyperbole
Who is the real enemy?
What we need is propaganarchy!
Sanitize our history
Drown us in hyperbole
Who is the real enemy?
What we need is propaganarchy!
What we need
Is propaganarchy
What we need
Is propaganarchy
What we need
Is propaganarchy
What we need
Is propaganarchy
Sanitize our history
Drown us in hyperbole
Who is the real enemy?
What we need is propaganarchy!
Sanitize our history
Drown us in hyperbole
Who is the real enemy?
What we need is propaganarchy!
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3. |
Down
03:59
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I cut myself the blood is warm
But I can't feel the pain
Desensitized cyberflesh
Wires where there should be veins
I feel the anger welling up inside
But I can't find release
I am exploding in slow motion
I am the new disease
I cut myself the blood is black
It poisons my soul
I've been torn apart piece by piece
Nothing can make me whole
I feel the anger welling up inside
And it's starting to scare me
The new me is a ticking time bomb
The old me is dead and buried
I am the killer with no heart
I'm a rocket to the ground
I am everything I hate
And I will drag you down
Look what I have become
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4. |
Earth To John
03:34
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Earth to John
Are you in a better place?
Earth to John
What was it you couldn't face?
I wish you would have talked to me
I wish you would have talkted to anyone
You left behind a mystery
You left behind a life undone
Earth to John
When did your life spin out of control?
Earth to John
Have you found rest for your soul?
I wish you would have talked to me
I wish you would have talkted to anyone
You left behind a mystery
You left behind a life undone
You should have talked to me
You should have talkted to anyone
You left behind a mystery
You left behind a life undone
Earth to John
I will never know your reasons why
Earth to John
I just wish I got to say goodbye
I wish you would have talked to me
I wish you would have talkted to anyone
You left behind a mystery
You left behind a life undone
You should have talked to me
You should have talkted to anyone
You left behind a mystery
You left behind a life undone
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5. |
Coitus Interruptus
03:19
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6. |
Moral Combat
04:04
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What you believe, I don't believe
But I'm expected to agree
With everything you're shoving at me
And now the boys are crying wolf
They have the sheep under their rule
I have lost my voice
Where's my freedom of choice?
Why can't I separate
Your church from my state?
God's sick of parlor tricks
He's going into politics
I can make my own decisions
I'll judge myself and no one else
I don't need your supervision
Cuz hypocrisy doesn't control me
I feel myself starting to choke
On what you're forcing down my throat
Cuz I can't swallow what you're feeding
You say I'm wrong but who are you
To say what I can or can't do?
Are you reading the same words that I'm reading?
Why can't I separate
Your church from my state?
God's sick of parlor tricks
He's going into politics
I can make my own decisions
I'll judge myself and no one else
I don't need your supervision
Cuz hypocrisy doesn't control me
Why does it seem the rules never apply to you?
Why is it always, "do as I say not as I do"?
You eat the holy bread and leave the world your crumbs
It's just your way of keeping us under your thumbs
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7. |
Execration
04:21
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An altar boy led astray
A predator and his pray
An altar boy, an unconditional trust
A demon disguised as an angel
Satan's eyes through stained glass windows
Hiding your sins behind Jesus
Kneel before your corrupt lord
Feel his sword and count your scars
An altar boy just wanted to believe
An altered boy - he was only deceived
An innocence gone forever
A faith destroyed by a broken vow
Kneel before your corrupt lord
Feel his sword and count your scars
A collar and robes, a wolf in sheep's clothes
Do you really think goD will forgive you?
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8. |
Mask
03:31
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Hide your face in shame
There's no one else to blame
Your features still look the same
But it seems like something's changed
The mask that hid your face
Has worn away
To leave you naked in the light
Close your eyes in spite
It all comes back to bite
I just saw the sight
You didn't want me to
The mask that hid your face
Has worn away
To leave you naked in the light
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9. |
Hidden Drives
03:09
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The vermin crawls within your walls
The traps you set won't catch them all
Your Stepford life is marked for pox
With a big red flag on your mailbox
Secret lives
Hidden drives
Secret lives
Hidden drives
You have to fool yourself
Before you can fool anyone else
Tranquilized and hypnotized
By this fauxtopia
You smile at the neighbors
To make sure they see your teeth
The same house on the same lawn
It's always the same place
Trapped inside a fugue state
In a liminal space
Secret lives
Hidden drives
Secret lives
Hidden drives
You have to fool yourself
Before you can fool anyone else
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10. |
The Moment Before
03:26
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The moment before you knew
You were smiling
The moment before you knew
You were laughing
In an instant everything changed
Nothing would be the same
As the moment before you knew
Did you suspect that day
Would be different?
Some strange sixth sense
Or nagging feeling?
Or just blissfully unaware
Of the coming nightmare?
The moment before you knew
This side of one second
Is another place for you
This side of one second
You can never go back to
You can only recall
The writing on the wall
The moment before you knew
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11. |
Hellhole
03:09
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Humanity has opened the gates of hell
The gates of hell
The gates of hell
The gates of hell
The gates of hell
Humanity has opened the gates of hell
The gates of hell
The gates of hell
The gates of hell
The gates of hell
The gates of hell
The gates of hell
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Elektrikill New Jersey
Elektrikill is the project name of industrial musician Steve Vil. Vil's music has appeared on several film soundtracks including "Grace And The Storm", "Coma", "The Pizza Man" and "No Clowning Around" as well as the theme music for the horror anthology series, "Horror Shop Radio". Elektrikill's debut album, "Monsters" was named NOTTHEAMP's "Best Industrial Album Of 2023". ... more
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