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Born, Born Again
03:55
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I offer you nothing and I give you nothing.
I chew on glass. And if I fell to my knees,
would I kiss your ass?
I’m bleeding. These words that come,
are they seething?
Do I beg forgiveness for my being?
Sucking. Lie in my deathbed.
Cut out my mouth. I’m coming home.
Born. Born Again.
Kill. Kill my friend.
Bend. Now break again.
You’re born, born again.
A heinous crime. But we’re doing fine.
Fuck with the blind.
It’s out of sight, it’s out of mind.
I’m reeling, and observing the rites.
Invisible.
Might makes right and immortal.
Invincible.
Hard and mean.
Now I’m clean and immoral.
Running. Hubris running me down.
Born. Born Again.
Laughing. Longing. Waiting.
Longing. Laughing. I’m waiting.
Laugh out loud.
Lose my shit.
Lick it, suck it, fuck it. You’re alive.
Lick it, suck it, fuck it. You’re alive.
And by the way, you’re alive.
And by the way, I’m alive.
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2. |
A Letter to The Romans
02:46
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First among men. Last among them.
Cut across lines of difference in the blinding light.
What has been. What will be.
It’s not written in stone and we go blind to see.
This is the road we take.
Open our hands. And so we are released.
Abandon our abandonments and rise from our knees.
What has been. What will be.
All things shifting, sliding shatter our beliefs.
This is the road we take.
A path we go, we never know we’ll know.
We’ll walk the path we know.
Walk the path. Go.
What’s this new way?
We can’t see it, they say.
What’s this new day?
Can’t believe it, they say.
Once more reading signs.
Can’t believe it because we’re all blind.
First one in.
First one down.
First one lost and…
First one found.
This is the road we take.
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3. |
Atrophy Wife
03:02
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Repression. Suppression. Displace sex.
Cover your eyes. When you look through cracks you only see splinters and lies.
Placed on a pedestal. Looked in a room. Or out in the street.
Sexualized. Objectified. Everything is so sacred; it’s all so sacred.
Is there anything that could come between the lines of power that hold sex and greed?
It makes no difference if we’re just bodies and words.
It makes no difference if she’s silent or if she’s heard.
It makes no difference if we’re just bodies and words.
It makes no difference if she’s silent or if she’s heard.
It makes no difference.
It makes no words.
We remember her by forgiving her.
We remember her by writing words.
We forget her words.
By remembering.
We write words by forgetting her.
We remember.
We forget.
Her words.
His words.
And we remember.
And we forget.
Words. Words.
Just words.
Her bare hands.
We remember nothing but words.
Nothing but words.
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4. |
Consumed By Fire
05:28
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You are my sunshine, my darkest night.
I couldn’t leave you, even if I tried.
You looked like suicide, I took a bite.
It’s getting dark out, shine a light.
Shine a light.
Burn on. Burn on.
Some kind of light is shining and burning
out your soul.
Shine it on.
You look like suicide
Now I’m cinders from outside in.
A voice of ashes passed through sin.
You look like suicide, give me a bite.
It’s so black out, shine a light.
Turn on. Turn on.
A kind of fire that we can acquire
to burn us all.
Shine on.
In the darkness there’s a midnight sun.
Watch it burn. Become the red one.
So we turn, with heat on our faces.
Let the sun find a place.
Sun circle, sun circle…
We are the darkness and the light.
Sun circle, sun circle…
We go around, go around singing.
We go around, yes we are consumed.
We go around, go around singing.
We go around, yes we are consumed.
We go around and around in the night, now we are consumed by fire.
We go around and around in the night, now we are consumed by fire.
We go around and around in the night, now we are consumed by fire.
We go around and around in the night, now we are consumed by fire.
Set fires.
In girum imus nocte et consumimur igni
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5. |
Hide and Seek
03:45
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A friendly fascism…
Who’s that looking over the fence?
Are we going to see the light, disappear in the middle of the night?
Disappear, disappear, disappear.
A deeper kind of nihilism
Worshipped like a new religion.
We suckle and we get fat.
We are never going back.
All my laughing…
They said we didn’t care, that we just stood and stared.
Ignored the fires we lit, buried our heads in shit.
Sat back and watched them burn, oh no we’ll never learn.
Sat back and watched them burn, and we all sit and wait.
Make a list of our crimes…
Separate this body from mind.
Hold it back, now reappear.
Disappear, disappear, disappear.
Deciding on another exclusion.
Logic wedded to a sick delusion.
Hating others with a pat on the back.
We choke and we crack.
All my lying…
They said we didn’t care, that we just stood and stared.
Ignored the fires we lit, buried our heads in shit.
Sat back and watched them burn, oh no we’ll never learn.
Sat back and watched them burn, and we all sit and wait.
Star spangled banners draping all over eyes.
Star spangled standards we swallow, no surprise.
Star spangled banners draping all over eyes.
Star spangled standards we swallow, no surprise.
Star spangled shatters, torn up in tatters.
Runaway home again, stars and all lies again.
Draping over your eyes.
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6. |
Century
04:12
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Setting sunshine.
It’s alright. You didn’t need a lie.
Setting sunshine.
It’s alright. You can only die.
Setting sunshine.
It’s alright. You didn’t need no lie.
Setting daylight.
Come in. Come in by my side.
Let it lie.
There’s no other world.
You’ve got it.
There’s no other way.
And now you’re on it.
Wasted.
Your hands are so empty.
Tasted.
Amount to nothing.
I am that nothing.
I’m waiting for something to come.
I found it, I keep it, I’m waiting a moment.
I’m dying to scream its name.
There’s no other world.
You’ve got it.
There’s no other way.
And now you’re on it.
There’s no other world.
You’ve got it.
There’s no other way.
And now you’re on it.
Empty hands are opened up.
Upside down this beggar’s cup.
What we seem is what we need.
It’s what we need.
Setting sunshine.
In my eyes.
We’ll see our way
through this mad parade,
this century.
Illuminate.
Setting sunshine.
Sad parade.
Setting sunshine.
Separate.
Setting sunshine.
Century.
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7. |
Death On Television
03:34
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No head, no hope.
I see a neck at the end of a rope.
You lead, they bleed, I need a lie
so you provide it.
No words, no mouth.
A black hole sucking and emptied out.
Our greed, our need, our want to die.
Hope they caught it.
And if there was mercy…the spectacle serves up revenge.
One hit won’t hurt.
Sit still and ravage the earth.
So cold, so cold and guilty.
Sit still. Time Killed.
Sick still. So thrilled.
I can’t hear you screaming at me.
No head, no home.
I see a neck at the end of a rope.
You lead, they bleed, I need a lie
so provide it.
One hit won’t hurt.
Sit still and ravage the earth.
So cold, so cold and guilty.
Sit still. Time Killed.
Sick still. So thrilled.
You’ll have your thrill.
I’m here.
I’m there.
I’m nowhere.
I’m everywhere.
I found it, a shadow of myself.
I saw it, it’s there.
Now testify: I saw it, it’s there.
Our infinite all-nothing.
My cradle.
I’m lapping up your milk
and held against your bosom.
I’m bleeding out your love,
my tower of blood
and Babel.
Now build me up
and take me apart.
Death and ruin
from the start.
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8. |
Amor Fati
05:12
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Is this our world?
How we spin.
Do I belong to it?
Do I let it in?
We’ve seen such fears.
We’ll come undone.
And how we spin.
Justify the world.
What if the war came to your front door?
And your body was denied?
What if life only gave to take away?
And we only fall and fail and cry?
Only to fade away.
Willing to find a way,
Willing to find today.
And I’ll touch the sky,
And I will the “I” and I will to die.
Willing to find a way,
Willing to find today.
I touch the sky.
Will my I and will to die.
What if the blessed came to my front door?
And my body was denied?
What life gave to take away?
And I fall and fail inside.
Letting it slip away.
Prayers, no prayers, all prayers, no prayers.
Prayers, no prayers, all prayers, no prayers.
I will to die.
I am the earth, I am the sky.
Willing to find a way, no way
Willing to find today.
I touch the sky.
I am the earth, I am the sky.
All prayers, no prayers.
Take from the dawn and through the day.
The pieces will fall again,
and we let them play.
We’re coming undone this way,
and we’re spinning away.
Nothing denied.
Failing inside again.
Willing the earth,
and the earth
willing a life.
I’m nothing.
Nothing inside.
Denied.
Failing inside again.
Nothing denied.
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Sleeping Pilot Ottawa, Ontario
Sleeping Pilot is a post - hardcore / rock band from Ottawa, Ontario.
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