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Cyber Defenestration
04:05
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Defenestrate smart watches, see how time flies
Deafened straights see their reflects on the glass
Defend a strait, wait, for the window to shoot
Defenestrate
Clean their clock, end their time (Clean their clock)
Click and knock’em one by one (Click and knock’em)
Drop the black veil before their eyes (Clean their clock)
The deathly cloak on freedom’s hourglass (Click and knock’em)
Cyber defenestration - designing the panopticon
Cyber defenestration - facing global distrust
Cyber defenestration - on the edge of the window
Cyber defenestration - leaving the broken world behind
Cyber defenestration - designing the panopticon
Cyber defenestration - facing global distrust
Cyber defenestration - leaving the broken world behind
Cyber defenestration - Cyber defenestration
The captain of a charity boat diving off the edge
The fight for freedom like food scraps in the sink
A vortex down to my coffee activated by my spoon
The vanishing foam residue leaves but a trace on my tie
The vanishing foam residue leaves but a trace on my tie
The vanishing foam residue leaves but a trace on my tie
Corrupted watchmen
Peacekeepers
Ivory tower mind control
Fearocracy
Defenestrate
Smartwatch well tight onto the tucsman
Gravity makes the time fly
And the foam stains confront the eye
Cyber defenestration - designing the panopticon
Cyber defenestration - facing global distrust
Cyber defenestration - on the edge of the window
Cyber defenestration - leaving the broken world behind
Cyber defenestration - designing the panopticon
Cyber defenestration - facing global distrust
Cyber defenestration - leaving the broken world behind
Cyber defenestration - Cyber defenestration
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2. |
Failed Protocol
03:08
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Man creates machine
Man creates protocol
He fails to comply
And he loses control
Man creates machine
Man creates protocol
He fails to comply
Man creates machine (Man creates machine)
Man creates protocol (Man creates protocol)
He fails to comply (Protocol failure)
Listen how he crows
Man creates machine (Man creates machine)
Man creates protocol (Man creates protocol)
He fails to comply (Protocol failure)
He comes closer
He goes faster
He needs time
He needs time for himself
For crossfit, or to go shopping
Give him time for consuming
Give him time for consuming
It is now
Man creates machine (Man creates machine)
Man creates protocol (Man creates protocol)
He fails to comply (Protocol failure)
And the machine explodes
Protocol Failure
Man creates machine
Man creates protocol - protocol failure
Man creates machine
Man creates protocol - protocol failure
Man creates machine
Man creates protocol - protocol failure
Man creates machine
Man creates protocol
He fails to comply
And all humans blow
Protocol Failure
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3. |
Inside
04:36
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Inspiration remains inside
Inspiration remains inside
Lock us up
We will remain inside
Freeze us in there
Oh we will remain
In our place in our room
We won’t go out ever ever ever again
Some fellas chilling out on the river bank
Unacceptable
Unacceptable
Their inspiration remains inside their heads
Unacceptable
Unacceptable
Chilling in the sun
Locked down in their cells
Chilling by the river
Stuck within their heads
Inspiration remains inside
Inspiration remains inside
Lock us up
We will remain inside
Freeze us in there
Oh we will remain
Open everything
There is no longer use for a lockdown
They are stuck we are stuck
Can we go out please? Could you tell us where to go?
Those people over there scare me so bad
Those ones closer to me they’re freaking me out
Those people over there, what are they gonna do to me
Why do they come closer and closer and closer?
Open everything
There is no longer use for a lockdown
They are stuck we are stuck
Can we go out please? Could you tell us where to go?
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4. |
Working Working Working
03:42
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Turning
Cutting
Stripping
Grinding
Squaring
Heating
Stretching
Bruching
Working working working
Breathing
Rolling
Bashing
Drilling
tapping
planning
Folding
Welding
Packing
Working working working
Feeding the machine when my body’s awake
The imagination land is my only escape
My flesh is servant so I can earn a steak
I must keep on dreaming and dreaming for my soul sake
...
Turning
Cutting
Working working working
Stripping
Grinding
Working working working
Squaring
Heating
Working working working
Stretching
Bruching
Working working working
Feeding the machine when my body’s awake
The imagination land is my only escape
My flesh is servant so I can earn a steak
I must keep on dreaming and dreaming for my soul sake
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5. |
Vaporium
03:31
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Coal mine depleted
For the sake of re-evolution
Coal mine depleted
For the sake of…
Piston clinking
Engine grinding
Chimney hissing
Gearwheel creaking
Human labour for more labour
Hopping on, hopping off
At the ruckus of rattling wheels
Furnaces swallow the blackened man
And it all goes to smoke
Aaaaah
Moving in circles again and again time and people are but ashes and steam
Moving in circles again and again time and people are but ashes and steam
Piston clinking
Engine grinding
Chimney hissing
Gearwheel creaking x4
And the ruckus of rattling wheels
And it all goes to smoke x4
Coal mine depleted
For the sake of re-evolution
Human labour for more labour
Hopping on, hopping off
At the ruckus of rattling wheels
Furnaces swallow
At the ruckus of rattling wheels
Furnaces swallow the blackened man
And it all goes to smoke
Furnaces swallow the blackened man
And it all goes to smoke
And it all goes to smoke
And it all goes to smoke!
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6. |
Silicone Ballet
04:52
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In the middle of a desperate land,
Where life used to spread,
Where kids used to run
And grocers used to shout,
There’s a world made of dreams
There’s a dream made of thin air
There’s an air one may not be allowed to breathe
In the heart of the forest,
The one that has no trees
But plastic and metals,
Sharp edges aiming at a lightless sky,
Crawlers in the dirt, tears in the smoke
There’s a circle of colours
Where dancers are laughing
A never-ending spin increasing its speed
So the lifeless decorum may seem moving
High pitched songs like whistles in a black ocean
Sad clowns drowning in the noise to not hear the silence around.
A never-ending spin increasing its speed
In a lifeless decorum
And the sharp details of cruelty and death may smoothen into blur.
On the top of the mountain,
A hill made of junks,
A big pile of garbage held together with
The flesh of those who didn’t make it to the top.
There’s a ballet of shiny shoes
Packing the dead ground
There’s a waltz and masks and fear
A circle of colours where dancers are laughingI
n a waltz of masks and fear, spinning in denial
Packing a forgotten life into
A marble floor
A marble floor
Floor
A circle of colours where dancers are laughing
In a waltz of masks and fear, spinning in denial,
Packing a forgotten life into a marble floor
On which we perform the silicone ballet
We perform the silicone ballet
We perform the silicone ballet
We perform the silicone ballet
We perform the silicone ballet
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7. |
Home City
03:28
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High and grey concrete walls heated by the sun
White trucks in the morning delivering dead meat
Sitting on the side walk, a few homeless beggars
An old bar, tobacco shop, people gathering
I’ve never felt so sad and I’m home
An air thick with particles blurs the endless street
Piercing through the sultry murk, red dots stare at me
A razor-sharp and glowing sun stretches the evening
Children on motorbikes shooting fireworks
I’ve never felt so sad and I’m home
High and grey
Concrete walls
Heated by the sun
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