----> The New Build <----
A human force stronger than logic
Beyond the focus and the grander ideas
One microcosmos in this wretched piece of hell
Distant memories of what empathy we felt
No revolution in what they must overthrow
In on a secret we all know
The need that is our enemy

I don't even want to see you
Doing all the same things as me
Don't ever let this be you
Knowing what it is that drives me

It's all in the future
Said with one foot in the grave
All in the plan of what we never could achieve
No satisfaction
We excuse ourselves from progress by post-altering our motives
Stories set to match whatever beat that drives the impulse

Whatever tune that carries through
What's in a soul that rattles empty
In this one reality, too few

Our reach is never wider than the depth of what we grasp
A vicious curse on all that we partake in/side the conflict
Where no one is the wiser
A space invaded
A face evaded
My space invaded
Selfish dosn't begin to cover the sense
In this utopia of one to escape the argument
To put another filter on

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----> Through Smudged Lenses <----
Let no one be themselves

Turn of the century lies
Not within the others
Turn on the wretchful eye
The blindness ends tonight
Shelter for the shattered
In unison we strive
Dare to disassociate
And cut the blinds that tie
Abstractualize further
To the ends of fact and foe
Will it out of meaning
As silence speaks the truth

I want to hear you scream
I want to see you stand
Atop the Pantheon of fiction and your failure
Grasping for a hiding place
Among indifferent stones

A brief reflection
It sets the soul apart
No selection
It tears our world apart
These walls are protecting us
Burn them to the ground
This haven of refuge
Burn it to the ground
So smudge the lens a little
Muffle the voice
Phase out of sound a while
And let it go

Citizens of choice
In a twilight world of your design
Left to our devices
We stumble on

I want to hear you scream
I want to hear you scream

Burn it to the ground
No firewall will save you
Burn it to the ground
Take me to the keep
And bare the darkest void
Thousandfold the agony
Of silenced screams alone
Tune right out of static
Exorcise the dark
How else can we move on

I want to hear you scream
I want to see you die

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----> Out Of Nothing <----
Make enemies of truth and reason
In that a rage is born
Start out a promise and a venture
Where direction was never the goal

How does it feel
To run out of nothing
Where do you go
When you run out?

Never you mind
The grand perspective
Other forces kept at bay
As you narrow the field of vision
To retain a sense of control
Your focus will remain unfixed
In the haze of a world unhinged

Create a sense of purpose
Around which you base your faith
The doubt that haunts your skin
An itch that willl linger on
Forever

How does it feel
To run out of nothing
Where do you go
When you run out?

You wave off
Critique as an offender
Never question
Where your motives lie
As a part of the greatest fable
The beast all had forgotten
Instincts in a dead end rampage
Destruction as a saving grace

You run out of nothing

How does it feel
To run out of nothing
Where do you go
When you run out?

How does it feel
To run out of nothing
Where do you go?
Where do you go?

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----> The Endless Feed <----
You try to hide
The fact hidden from yourself
Your own favourite entertainer
Is none other than
The one we call you
And you need the others
To fortify your disgust
For the worst of us, to the rest of us

Entertain the thought that
We are still alive
Entertain the notion
Of impending doom
Entertain our worst suspicions
And our fears
Just pull us in
And take us down

I hear a mighty cheer
Your faith could not be any stronger
In your head the stage is set
A product of what we're being fed
Oblivious by design
Not susceptible to any mind

Entertain the thought that
We are still alive
Entertain the notion
Of impending doom
Entertain our worst suspicions
And our fears
Just pull us in
And take us down

I can take
What's being given
I can down
Whatever comes
I will do
What you deem necessary

My fear compels me
My fear compels me
No more fictitious needs
I will not be made a mockery
No more chaos seed
I am not what you're supposed to see
Without a sense of danger
Everything is lost
In the name of entertainment
We are doomed

Entertain the thought that
We are still alive
Entertain the notion
Of impending doom
Entertain our worst suspicions
And our fears
Just pull us in
And take us down

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----> Lost To Apathy <----
The unsaid tone of weak despair
Fail to resonate
Frayed end of our binding threads
Will disintegrate
By the laws our phiysique state
Failure to communicate
None too sentient
Hear no, see no works its magic
Against all function
Ongoing choices the trials will end
Filter the nonsense and laugh at what's left
Indecision/nonvision what matters taken away

Look at the shell that is you
Empty, fragile, weak
Soon the battle is over
Lost to apathy

So overcome with pointless tears
To test pain receptors
Nothing matters ever here
Put up a nonreaction
These eyes will never see
Covered up from reality

Look at the shell that is you
Empty, fragile, weak
Soon the battle is over
Lost to apathy

The unknown world that you deny
No priority
Cannot fail if you never start
How predictable
I want to know where did it end
For madness to start
Always the sceptic never be part
Introvertive/indescriptive
It matters not, not

Look at the shell that is you
Empty, fragile, weak

Look at the shell that is you
Empty, fragile, weak
Soon the battle is over
Lost to apathy

The shell that is you
Empty, fragile, weak
Now the battle is over
Lost to apathy

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----> Mind Matters <----
You are all that matters
In my private demonology
Those who fear** us now
The sons of wishes
The bastard child of dream
Enemies of hope
Let it be gone
It's all pretend

Mind matters matters not

Never again
In perfect clarity
See the day in childlike vision
Where does it lead from here
On without that guidance
Disaster
Role model without a part
Our search is wider

Cast off those wide-eyed hopes and dreams

Mind matters matters not

No need to see you there
The path we made is clear
Just stay ahead of me
This is not for me to see

Mind matters matters not

This time a prayer onto nothing
Project again
Direct oppose to action
All across the board
Shortcoming close to call
Let it be gone
It's all pretend

Mind matters matters not

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----> One Thought <----
Insufficient facts
Make up for a frail foudation
Breeding the obscene
For the opinion
Customized
Is the insight null and substance void upon these wheels
Our world will roll
Let it be decided
Let it be decided who will take the blame
Another soul to drain
What is it that we see?
What is it that we see?

One thought bringing it down
Original sinners
One thought bringing it down
Switch it off

Has it come to this?
Enjoying things by proxy
Live through others
Die just like the rest
We all end up screaming
A little louder
To cover up
Another piece of silence
Just scream a little louder
Punch another hole through media
Turn it off

One thought bringing it down
Original sinners
One thought bringing it down
Switch it off

Brace for impact
To once a greater vision
Our lives now stand to fall

Tyranny of fear
A stranglehold on us
Stronger day by day
It's time to turn it off

One thought bringing it down
Original sinners
One thought bringing it down
Switch it off

Switch it off

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----> Dry Run <----
It comes from all we're giving
In seemingly endless supply
As signals cross defiantly
Into this volatile mix we charge
And the stubborn mind repeats
The errors to challenge our grounds
Either soar above or the detour takes you right
Back down
To where no one wants to see
Misgivings in this starry nightlight
Fill in the blanks
That one will fall
To the haunts and horrors
To the haunts and horrors

There is nothing left
A mere shadow
When adrenaline runs dry
There is nothing there
An empty prop
When adrenaline runs dry

It gets you deep
Down low now
As they told you of the blazing heights
The stage from which the world is viewed
Is the mirror to shatter the image
The crypt he kept for hiding
Retreat from another attack
Painlessly forgiving
A refuge in deceptive black

It works within the system
And they won't understand
A lesser known deceiver
Will fool you even more

Now, now, now
Now taunt the wasted
It's all about nothing
What to squeeze within the span of attention
Brought to ground
Let the chaos pass
That one will fail
By the screams and terrors
By the screams and terrors

There is nothing left
A mere shadow
When adrenaline runs dry
There is nothing there
An empty prop
When adrenaline runs dry

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----> Am I 1? <----
I grant to you
No privilege of person
No sense of self
A denial of choice
It wants out
So from all the little bits and pieces
A simple case of lost and found
A wicked new beginning
I don't ever want to see
It's the oldest trick in the book
Just like everything you always knew
Turned upon its very end
There's nothing left to be

I'v got,
Half a mind to say
All the things that bother me today
You better check if it's me
In that coffin of yours
Or just the one
The one you thought you knew

I am one
Who am I?
No character
To be lost inside

A mind is hard to please
So wander aimlessly

Hands clenched
In fists of rage
Concealed in frustration
There's a part of me that cannor deal
With the character I am forced to be
A thinly veiled plan
To lay your world afoot
Lost in community
Blind in belonging
Is there really nothing more than this?
The emptiness remains
So put on your brave face
And take the plunge again

I am one
Who am I?
No character
To be lost inside

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----> Senses Tied <----
Riddled by the trappings
Of words that makes the edges blur
Here on the outskirts
Of sincerity and pride
Stretched as far as words can reach
By the lure of higher meaning
There's something out there
Lost behind the power lines
It's all the same to me
It's all the same to me
Lost all faith in promises
And deadlines closing in
Tired of deciphering the wayward
Stands of truth

I don't care
'Cause I can't feel
I don't know
Anymore

Sure we've had a good run
With vowels, nouns and letters
But within its very nature
The ability to distort
There's nothing in the words I hear
That makes me want to take a stand
It has gone on for far too long
I chose to disengage
It's all the same to me
It's all the same to me
The ends of our conditioning
To swallow, take and like it
Rather keep me in the dark
Than look me in the eye

I don't care
'Cause I can't feel
I don't know
Anymore

It's all these same things pulling us down
To senses gone I cheer
It's all these same things making us blind
There's nothing here for me

Hear it coming
Heading for you now

I can't even stand the tone of arrogance
And denial on display
Here you are listless
Left for deaf
Thinking about what standards we set
In times of weary tongues
And ears that hear no end to it
Unwilling or unable
The difference left for times
Judgement
It's all the same to me
It's all the same to me
It passes on from wicked mouths
As victim takes on another role
New bold oppressor
Our teacher's product
Now stands tall

I don't care
'Cause I can't feel
I don't know
Anymore

It's all these same things pulling us down
To senses gone I cheer
It's all these same things making us blind
There's nothing here for me

Hear it coming
Heading for you now
Hear

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----> My Negation <----
It's all this reeking ego craves
The sun to never set
Why do threads of anger never linger?
Why does the ember turn to stone?
To where the longing goes
In with the sins of old
A face of nothing, to never see
As blind as free

Everything I want
Is in at the end of this
Everything I need
Will be at the end of me

My negation
How will you know my name
And sense the danger coming?
My negation
How can you see my face?
What's to become of me?

The art of reduction
Stripped down through
What seems defendable
Scaled to bare revisions
To stop making sense
Levelling pillars of towering fear
Rational instincts and insight to spare
End of falseness, end of grace

Everything I fear
Is in this failing
Nothing of what I am
Is in this end

My negation
How will you know my name
And sense the danger coming?
My negation
How can you see my face?
What's to become of me?

How will you know my name?

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