1. |
Control
05:19
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blinding emerald lightning
illuminates the sphere
our acting stage
determinates a point of view
a point of meaning
and no return, of no term
exploding
struggling
observable blasts and battles and beats
the ultimate list of information
generates a maximum fear
unconditional picture control
overdosing quantity
fundamental meanings
communicated with brilliant teeth
evoking panic matters
caused obedience
with no return, with no term
the ultimate list of information
generates a maximum fear
unconditional picture control
overdosing quantity
exploding walls
between your sheets
struggling men
in comfortable seats
observable blasts and battles and beats
prime time screening of dying souls
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2. |
Crossfire
03:56
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it´s our father
the father of all
the good and the bad
the one you recall
send a sign at the clouds
followed by grey
an unknown receiver
picked up a failed trail
a new society
bewares of flavour and beat
with glamourous equality
and an uninspiring meat
you will follow the new sign
exposing your intimacy
you will be fixed by tact and time
just to earn the happy seed
the new world march
it lingers an eon
the limtited thoughts
were censored by yourself
the new world march
is greater than your son
it´s limiting thoughts
and censoring your wealth
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3. |
Let´s Drop Bombs
04:54
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erase your brain
it´s bugged again
cover your tracks
or drop a bomb instead
drench your scarves in petrol
spread like a virus
reboot from scratch again
or drop a bomb instead
side step this wall
short-circuit the roots of it all
manipulate back
or drop a bomb instead
datamine the data mines
don´t function at all
remix, create
or drop a bomb instead
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4. |
More Than Us
04:18
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she wasn´t just pretty
i could see that something else was there
between those painted toes and shiny things in her hair
she was more than that
but i fell asleep
her multiple arms held me firm
and i knew there was no escape
from that embraceshe is more than us
she showed me wonders
I could never have imagined
worlds I couldn’t have dreamed: truth, no less
she is atomic petrochemical genocidal bad news
she is consumer oriented globalized and inhuman
her name is hidden under layers of layers and pseudonyms
but I know her well
I sleep like a baby
in her many arms
while she strides across the battlefield
dancing, singing, feeding
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5. |
Machine Drum
04:45
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marching on codes and numbers
follow the signals
follow the beat
holding on phrases and signs
follow the light
follow the beat
we go left, we go right
we grow up, we fall down
the sun won´t set, the moon is bright
what is wrong and what is right?
turning away from pleasure and pain
follow their rules
follow their beat
signing on to live and to die
follow the man trained to program
we go left, we go right
we grow up, we fall down
the sound in your ears
feed us with fears
they provide the speech
let´s follow the beat
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6. |
Dead Market
04:00
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contact and rupture
unlike a pulse
law of repetition
we will always follow
identity is safe
the content means nothing
deconstruction of form
we will always follow
manipulate the pulse
the pattern
the rhythm
dominate the beat
manipulate the pulse
the pattern
the beat
dominate the world
desire remains
discharge of pleasure
absence of contact
we will always follow
manipulate the pulse
the pattern
the rhythm
dominate the beat
manipulate the pulse
the pattern
the beat
dominate the world
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7. |
Lost
04:27
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gasp for air
cut your lungs
give away what´s left inside
what we become
what we used to be
it desegrated all tonight
shattered into million pieces
now we can´t find what we used to be
reformatted mind and soul
now we can´t find identity
fall back down
drown your head in valium
the words we speak
feed the disease
losing everything
shattered into million pieces
now we can´t find what we used to be
reformatted mind and soul
now we can´t find identity
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8. |
Soul Reader
04:11
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mind reader
you are exposed
your moving lights
shine too bright
mind feeder
you are detected
your loose fitting seats
uncomfortable for me
gold seeker, gold seeker
dance to beat of your downfall
brain tweaker, brain tweaker
dance to the beat of your downfall
soul reader
you are exposed
your aerials fade
losing control
trash feeder
you are detected
your cinematic screens
mean nothing to me
gold seeker, gold seeker
dance to beat of your downfall
brain tweaker, brain tweaker
dance to the beat of your downfall
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9. |
Little World
04:37
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sleep world, sleep
your favourite song will never end
dream world, dream
your favourite book will never close
breathe world, breathe
machines will program the perfect harmony
sleep world, sleep
think world, think
your favourite memory will go on and on
feel world, feel
the distance between us is fading away
see world, see
pure water is touching your favourite sky
sleep world, sleep
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10. |
Membrane
04:15
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save the lost
leap the lines
alternate
your perception
and find the hole inside
just find the whole inside
your choice
your lies
therefore pound your feet
your voice
your cries
therefore stomp your feet
pass the past
leave the present
modify
your future
and find the leak inside
just find the weak inside
your choice
your lies
therefore pound your feet
your voice
your cries
therefore stomp your feet
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11. |
New World March
05:16
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there´s no time for perception
there is nowhere to go anymore
i´ve lost my flame an hour ago
as i watch the world fade
from the western shore
come to me with your pleasures
come to me with your surprise
watch all
as i fall
come to me with your pleasures
come to me with your surprise
watch all of the machines taking over
as i fall, as i fall
so lost in your eyes
there´s no time for perception
there is nowhere to go anymore
time to run for cover
the new world march is on the road
time to run for cover
the new world march is on the road
come to me with your pleasures
come to me with your surprise
watch all of the machines taking over
as i fall, as i fall
so lost in your eyes
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12. |
Echo
03:48
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