1. |
Witchhunter
05:40
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The fathers - of the new world
Deceased,
Down on their knees
As the populace
Blinded by hatred,
Keeps growing the seed
From west,
To east
Spread the disease
As the torches are burning
All together,
Pointing their fingers
As the witches are mourning
Get on the cross
Light the bonfire
Flee if you must
Caught in the crossfire
Witchhunter,
Witchhunter
The pillars - of the system
Falling apart - to the rhythm
The people - standing on the bridges
Collapsing - modern day witches
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2. |
A Brand New Horror
05:45
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I wonder where you are
I wonder where you hide
Not in the churches,
Nor in the streets
Nowhere our eyes will meet
Sing, Sing
A brand new horror
Sing, Sing
The horror is you
Sing, Sing
A brand new horror
Sing, Sing
The horror is you
I wonder where you are
I wonder where you hide
Not in the churches,
Nor in the streets
Nowhere our eyes will meet
Look over there,
There's nothing to see
The rats have fled
You're coming with me
Look over there
There's nothing to see
The rats have fled
You're trapped with me
You're trapped with me
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3. |
Circadia
04:20
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We march - off the beat
We live - out of the grid
Invalidate - the foundations
Infatuated miscalculations
De-synchronized,
Predetermined course of lies
Onward,
To a preset destination
We break the concept - chain reaction
Onward,
To a preset world (i said)
Onward,
Circadia
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4. |
Dilute Me
05:42
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Your faceless mask is falling
Let me glue it back - let me glue it back
You've grown so diluted
So cold - so bleak,
Disregarded
And don't you dissapoint me
Smile for the crowd - smile for the crowd
And don't you dare desert me
My eyes are all around
Don't move - don't make a sound
Face down and kiss the ground
Let me pull your strings - let me guide you
Let me clip your wings - confine you
Your faceless mask is falling
Let me glue it back - let me glue it back
And don't you dare desert me
My eyes are all around
Don't move - don't make a sound
Face down and kiss the ground
And don't you dissapoint me
Smile for the crowd - smile for the crowd
And don't you dare desert me
My eyes are all around
Don't move - don't make a sound
Face down and kiss the ground
Let me pull your strings - let me guide you
Let me clip your wings - confine you
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5. |
Aural Reflux
02:04
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6. |
Until Dawn
04:57
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No white flags,
No retaliation
The weakest link,
Turned ammunition
This is the final day - new sensation
Sedated - one sided,
Perversion
No footprints,
No reputation
Feeble minds seek - aspiration
Dissonant rehearsals
Echoing cacophony
Mass production - euthanize
All empathy
Divided - turned against each other
The hivemind,
Lethal like no other
Count the days
Count the hours,
Until dawn we come
Until dawn we come for them
No white flags
No retaliation
No footprints
No reputation
No white flags
No retaliation
No white flags - no white flags
Count the days
Count the hours,
Until dawn we come
Until dawn we come for them
Perpetual conspiracy
Matching instability
The veil has been lifted
Revealing your reflection
Your world comes crashing down
Now which hand will you bite from
Surrender before dawn
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7. |
The River
07:08
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Down,
Down - the river
She suffocates - the light fades,
The lines begin to blur
Down - the river
Asphyxiate
She's sinking by the day
Lower,
And faster
She's getting closer by the minute
Sinking deeper by the day
Pouring mistake after mistake,
Until the nightmare fades away
No one else to blame - for shame
Tomorrow - is obsolete
The future mimics yesterday
Rejected - Swept back
To the shore
Tomorrow, tomorrow,
She'll crawl for more
She's dancing,
On the broken glass
Degenerating - the water turns to red at last
She's choking - on her dirty past
It rushes to her head
Her body hits the ground
She's drowning,
She's drowning
Down,
Down
Down - the river
She's drowning again,
Forgive her
She's slipping away
She's slipping away
No one else to blame - for shame
Tomorrow - is obsolete
The future mimics yesterday
Rejected - Swept back
To the shore
Tomorrow, tomorrow,
She'll crawl for more
She's slipping away
She's slipping away
She's slipping away
She's slipping away
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8. |
20XX
03:30
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The machineries of nature
The circuitry of love
Automated,
By the future
Operated from above
Human count - overflow
Turned obsolete - recycled
The new pioneers of tomorrow
Unparalleled,
Unrivaled
Self-generate - before your eyes
A million steps ahead of life
The machineries of nature
The circuitry of love
The machineries of nature
The circuitry of love,
Love
Self-generate - before your eyes
A million steps ahead of life
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9. |
Blindspots
05:28
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Still tweaking around the clock
Just to see how it feels -to be alive
Don't want to end up - in your blind spots
Don't want - to walk the line tonight
The mind breaks,
While the spine rusts
The body walks,
The mind rots
Don't want to end up - in your blind spots
Don't want - to walk the line tonight
We rise - we fall
We rise and fall again
Still gazing at life through stained glass
Just to see how it feels - to be alive
Don't want to end up in your blind spots
Don't want - to walk the line - tonight
Don't want - to walk the line - tonight
We rise - we fall
We rise and fall again
Still gazing at life through the stained glass
Breathing the fumes of delusion
Bathing in endless deception,
Don't want - to run out of gas
We rise and fall again
Still tweaking around the clock
Just to see how it feels -to be alive
Don't want to end up - in your blind spots
Don't want - to walk the line tonight
The mind breaks,
While the spine rusts
The body walks,
The mind rots
Don't want to end up - in your blind spots
Don't want - to walk the line tonight
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10. |
Untitled
03:48
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11. |
Witchhunter (Single)
05:38
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The fathers - of the new world
Deceased,
Down on their knees
As the populace
Blinded by hatred,
Keeps growing the seed
From west,
To east
Spread the disease
As the torches are burning
All together,
Pointing their fingers
As the witches are mourning
Get on the cross
Light the bonfire
Flee if you must
Caught in the crossfire
Witchhunter,
Witchhunter
The pillars - of the system
Falling apart - to the rhythm
The people - standing on the bridges
Collapsing - modern day witches
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NULL404 Montreal, Québec
Industrial sounds of an angry working class
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