1. |
Follow You Are Dreams
02:37
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Everything's revolting
Designedly
When you live in Revolting-Land
The giant crowds
The ugly buildings
It's all a sham
All the joys you know ring
Vain and fleeting
Before your face a carrot hanging
An artifice
The egregore is
Made to ensnare
Invisible, it sits
The head of a lion, the body of a snake
Adonai the junkie
High on our dismay
Trapped in third-density cage
Fabler of the conscience
Gamer of this plane
When does this dorbel offer an ocean flame?
All it requests is introspects
Just reach gnosis, who up for ego death?
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2. |
No, You Are
03:36
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No one is, you're insane
And the world is built this way
Mules and pigs guard my brain
It's the creed that dulls my pain
Fate
None can change the universal state
No revolts or abdicates
How did this, the excisions, the exits, the blitz
How did they break our firmness, our carelessness?
Empathy is a weakness; this nonsense, kindness, the myth
Cut the bliss mission, they listen, sick, incensed
Peace enthralling
It's appalling
My grace falling
Don't try, don't change your ways
"Life's a pain", they said; cogent phrase
Ape the slaves, live the daze, like this
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3. |
3676 BCE
01:41
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Death is out of reach again
Time captivates and I fall down
Centuries may pass, but they'll come back around
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Thoughtforms and chemical missteps
Dominating our minds
Unrestrained emotion resonates
A populace of unspined
Take your empty bones and make a wish
Make a wish for unspell
We can't pay our bills with reverie
We of inaudible sound
SSRIs are business
My baseline sentience
A bandaid for this stab
The sober mind is distress
Emotion repressed
My splits remain unsolved
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5. |
Politics
03:33
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Wide-eyed bandits
Helpless prey
Flare my hemorrhoids up at the risk
You're the hunt to owls from the outside brain
Destined for this onus
For decades I trained
I can save
Get it?
I make gems, art in speeches
Strive for this sculpting
How'd you thank me?
Just said "k"
Get it?
Let's see...
What will it take, what can save us from this
Globe-reigning cult, wealth-incubus triplex?
Dumb, petty web fights will save the day
Get it?
Malcontents or cordyceps?
Prize our heads open
Fly our limbic plane
Guide the lifeless hosting
Thrive unseen
Get it?
Get it?
Snakes from Draco
Orchestrate
Pump out CSF through palates
Get it?
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6. |
She's So Satya Yuga
03:45
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The crack pipe is my glans
And hype sticks other ones have
We ache with hormone appetite
But it's a civil ordinance
My acne scars are a blight?
Your rank descending
But I can't pop your cyst
That's because it doesn't exist
My tainted sacral stints
My zinc indigence
My daze is never quenched
My time is worthless
But I can't help this state
My self-control is swayed
No pitch
My pelvis leads the way
It's a loosh dispensery
Test breaks my will away
I'm giving it all away for free
From a-delt wave to a-bet
The apex of our brief existence
So all for this give everything
We're all a mess of pointless vermin
So quit your self-restraint, your sense of logic
Oh please won't you siphon my vril
Fill my aura with your thoughts of self-loathing
Your genes dictate a clump of cells
That make my breed-thing swell
Though it's poison-laced
Pop culture stuffs my face
While businessmen hold me in place
Why contain your lechery in a world so Kali Yuga?
Why would I break this make-believe in a world so Kali Yuga?
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7. |
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The essense of this sullen skin
Contemplate the sudden instances
Well, if they say "whether we spin it this way, what are we evincing?",
We assay the present mis-mix complete
The wills that grant
This inquest
They're the wills that clash
We're the worthless
My head's this frothing mass of volt-sense
Existence
Unexceeding outside
Mind, honing
Sieving the mess
The best this indignance can dispence
But this holds me on the brink
If we just fade away when we cease
Why send this
Through my aspects,
With this specific set of back scenes,
These happenings?
Arbitrare, the false king
Where is the binding between this logic, this vacance?
They weave this virgin-apple myth,
Conniving business
The hints, the semblance
Maybe they've hid this
The things they say
The tricks, they're at our expense
Their malfeasance feeds
Our nescience
The nodes of something seldom-seen
Egoing witness
They fake the distance
And that's your business
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All these moments vain, lump of meat on this floating rock in space
If finite spirit, let's perpetrate abuse of our brains
My heart with plaques
My IV tracks
Tame, tame
Drink to pass the day
Do it again
Who cares?
Pretend pixel deaths
Make me accomplished
Watch these template flicks
Made with dull mad libs
Spheres in oblong gaps
Kicked by corporate hats
Give them all cash, they're all rich
Take this vainness, build my own time machine, skip these "endless" days
I'm going forward in time at 60 seconds per minute
Existential dread
Do it again
Who cares?
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9. |
2025 CE
04:02
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The leaves vibrate, dreaming out of sight
Stars blink and breathe, changing form again
With a gaze of solace, I follow them home
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10. |
Yes, You Are
02:58
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Every second of life was pied-pipered away
Gold Age beckons, will harkbackers we stay?
My eyes are plastic-fake
My heart is wolf bait
Can I persist?
Start afresh?
Break the chains?
False self, you will never last
You're not the real consciousness
You're Yaldabaoth's reins
Can pneumatic I reclaim?
Maybe I'm just a bizarre little person who walks back and forth
All joys you know will be gone
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