1. |
Shitpost
04:35
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Whatchu say?
So you're a warrior
Talkin' bout untouchable
The big gun on the keyboard, of course
You can't surprise me
Keep playing those keys
What's on your mind A.I.?
Cause it's a cyber war
Gotta have the last word
It's your throne, you'd put it on your soul
You'd swear its all gold
Are you willing to die?
We'll see
Subject to the masses, you're a clone
Proxy faces, clouded by the norm
Why don't you let the little boy go?
And I swear, its like an invasion or something
They come in waves
It's like they're coming through the goddamned walls n shit
Something's out there
Something's out there
Something's out there
Something out there, I know they're listening
Something's out there
Something's out there
Something's out there
Something outside, I know they're listening
Wooooo I'm dyin'
Something outside, I know they're listening to me
Woah, look at you go
You got some talent right there
And I bet my bottom dollar that's a keeper right there
That's a keeper
Something was missed through the transmission
Something got lost in the transmission
Something got lost in the transmission
Yeah, You like 'em sunny side up and down and all around
With your silver screen espionage
Now I want you to sing it children
What's on your mind? You're just A.I.
What's on your mind? You're just A.I.
It's too late to let it go
Now you're a long way from home
A titan made of glass
You're writing a check that your ass can't cash
And for all of that
You're willing to die
Are you?
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2. |
Televangelism
06:01
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Well I know the word
Do you have the time?
You got an itch you just can't fix and you're
Too blind, come feast your eyes
And I'm here all night long
Too long, so long
And I don't really give a damn if you got
Important things to do in the morning
Cut it off, cut it off
Cut it off, cut it off
Cut it off, cut it off
Cut it off
I want you to work for me for free, it's worth it
Trust in me I'm working for him
I. Reptilia
You've convinced my friends
I'll take your time, do you know the word
You're the bone the dog don't want
I'm the stomp to your curb
Cut it off, cut it off
Cut it off, cut it off
Cut it off, cut it off
Cut it off
I want you to work for me, baby
I. Reptilia
You've convinced my friends
The truth, can be easily designed
Beware of dogs
Beware of evil workers
Beware of the concision
Watch them dogs
Oh well, this is my hell
Something else that you created
Oh well, this is my hell
Something else that you created
Oh well, this is my hell
Something else that you created
With The Claw spirit
What once was a man
Now a house
Lead by those who don't believe in wonders
Paradise
On this earth
We're all just waiting
Waiting to die
The truth, can be easily designed
Always barking like a dog
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3. |
La Garra
01:12
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Go
Estoy muerto hasta que vivo
Let me explain
It cannot be contained
No soy quien digo que soy
I began from the void
Nothingness is my voice
Neither here
Neither there
I am simply everywhere
Estoy muerto hasta que vivo
Let me explain
It cannot be contained
De nada
De nada
De nada
De nada
De nada
De nada
De nada
De nada
De nada
De nada
De nada
De nada
De nada
De nada
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4. |
Rosa Crustaceans
05:01
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5. |
Black Cheeseburger
04:11
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I need a price check
On my life
Steady saying, rip off, rip off
Rip off and digest
What's still alive
Steady feeling repulsed, repulsed, repulsed
Eat your fill til you get full
You're so despicable
Support the entity
You are what you eat
The shadows among us
With all their might
Eat
Eat your fill til you get full
You're so despicable
Support the entity
Why don't we just let the animals wipe themselves out?
Every worm eat dirt, dirt everything
Extra oil and MSG one might say
I need an abdominable fix
Abhorrent, atrocious
Just down right dirty
And there upon
They've been gaming us ever since we got to Babylon
And I must confess
I'm better off just eating myself
Eating myself
Eat your fill til you get full
You're so despicable
Support the entity
You are what you eat
The shadows among us
With all their might
Eat
Eat your fill til you get full
You're so despicable
Support the entity
Vetris omnium ventres
Roughly translated
Who really wants to know
The type to put a deer head on the wall and ask why the long face?
Mouth full, belly out
Just down right dirty
Just down right dirty
Just down right dirty
Just down right dirty
Just down right dirty
Just down right dirty
Just down right dirty
Just down right dirty
Just down right dirty
Stomach of the world is growling
Stomach of the world is growling
Stomach of the world is growling
Stomach of the
Do you want any fries with that?
Stomach of the world is growling
Stomach of the world
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6. |
Ad Nauseam
04:41
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Have you seen what's on the TV?
When did the news become X-rated?
I kind of like the way you move
I'm gonna make you
Mine
Bring me his jaw
Dragging him straight down
Down to their grave
I kind of hate the way you move
I see you're at the top of the food chain
Bring me his jaw
Dragging him straight down
Down to their grave
Did I come from this world?
Or to it?
I'm just dirt from water
Hoping, yearning
I am your accomplice
Crawling back for more
Rest assured
The machine will swallow you whole
Still hoping, learning
Of this world
Still hoping and learning
Did I come from this world?
Or to it?
I'm just dirt from water
Scratching and hoping
I am your amoeba, all I want is me
Rest assured, the machine will swallow you whole
I am your
Amoeba
Crawling back for more
I am your
Amoeba
You got a lot of guts kid, let's see what they look like
You got a lot of guts kid, let's see what they look like
A thousand years deep, with over a million worms with insatiable appetites to show for
Now check this out
With a posture like a monolith
Crush those who close the naked eye
Like 'can they be selling insanity?'
They'll get you sevenfold
Yeah, they're gonna getcha
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7. |
Drums / Cyberspace
02:44
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8. |
Prosthetics
05:42
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Out from the gore
I am now perfect
I will refrain
From what I once knew
Cover my body
With your creation
For if I may lose control
I'll forget who I am
Born on gore
Check it out
I've got a bone to pick with you
Who would've known we'd be alone?
Just me and you
She said since you're so soul sick
Take a bite of mine
You're a sick soul
And you're so divine
Pure, continuum
Sooner or later, I'm gonna have to die
Sooner or later, I'm gonna have to die
Sooner or later, I'm gonna have to die
Sooner or later, I'm gonna try
Sooner or later, you're gonna have to put me down
Sooner or later, you're gonna have to put me down
Sooner or later, you're gonna have to put me down
Sooner or later, you're gonna try
Sooner or later, you're gonna have to put me down
Sooner or later, you're gonna have to put me down
Sooner or later, you're gonna have to put me down
Sooner or later
You're gonna try
You're gonna try
You're gonna try
I've been getting by
By the skin of my teeth
Then I become cold
These anchors
Shackled to my feet
Into you
In too deep
Dystopia
Young machine
The great thing about the ancient alien theory is the fact
That we can compare modern achievements with stories from our ancient past
And so if today we're able to create a two-headed dog with 6 legs
Is it possible a similar creature existed thousands of years ago?
And I say yes
You take me down
Man, I'm just too young to die
Man, I'm just too young to die
Man, I'm just too young to die
Man, you know that I'm
Just too young to die
You know that I'm just a perfect machine. Ya hear me?
You know that I'm just a perfect machine. Ya hear me?
You know that I'm just a perfect machine. Ya hear me?
And this is exactly what you wanted
Out from the gore
I am now perfect
I will refrain from what I once knew
Cover your world with my creation
I must now lose control
To become who I am
Born of gore
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9. |
La Garra (Reprise)
03:03
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Am I the one?
The one that you call friend?
Well I beg to differ
Are you the one?
The one that I must lead?
Through the flames
To La Casa La Garra
To quench a blade will quench your thirst
Quench your thirsty blade
Enjoy the ocean movie
Brought to you specially by La Garra
After all its better to give in
Than to give out
I always say
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