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Church of Gravity
06:11
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You were born in the heart of a star
You were formed in the heart of a star
Still your birth
Could be seen from afar
Still your birth
We can see from afar
In the heart of a star you were born
In the heart of a star you were formed
But the emptiness
That you feel in your soul
Is because your parents force fed you lies
Since the day you were born!
Since the day you were born (x8)
This is where every part of us
Was made
Forged
According to plan
This is where we all belong
And when it's over
This is where we
Where we will all come
We sit here ... empty
Waiting for meaning
We sit here... empty
All revelations seem to be missing
We sit here ... empty
Waiting for some meaning
We sit here... empty
All revelations seem to be missing
We don't need a cross
We already have the anvil
We don't need a prophet to return
We already have the anvil
We don't need a book
We have the gospel of the anvil
No church to shower us with glare
Because our church is everywhere!
Our church, our church, our church
Is everywhere x 4
Your church is but a glorified donation box
Your church is but a Sunday morning hoax
Your church is but a pedophile lair
Your church is just a really bad fairy tale
In the heart of a star
There is no dogma
No man made rules
To keep us in check
In the heart of a star
There is no room
For narcissists to inflict on us
Intellectual debt
Return to our cradle
This is where we belong
On a much larger time scale
That is where we will be reborn
Return to our cradle
This is where we belong
On a much larger time scale
That is where we will be reborn!
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2. |
Maskwearer
07:03
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This mask, it has been on for so long
No one remembers what was once there before
Whoever looks finds little at all
Just charred remains of a charred soul
There's nobody, nobody here no more
Nothing, nothing here no more
Just echoes bouncing off the walls
Just whispers where laughter once used to roar
Like a vacuum, like a drain with no end
Imperfectly pure, with no message to send
Like a vacuum, like a drain with no end
Perfectly broken, with little that could be mend
Perfectly broken, with little that could be mend
Like a scalpel, that removes a cancer with ease
But this was no cancer, this was someone who breathed
Like a scalpel, remover of infection that spread
But without that infection everything else has just ceased
Everything has just ceased
Everything, everything has just ceased
A perfectly hollow shell,
A truly perfect abyss
Everything that is gone,
I presume it is missed
A perfectly hollow shell
A truly perfect abyss
A truly perfect abyss
A truly perfect abyss
This mask, this mask
This mask that is worn
Obscuring the bellowing fire below
This mask, this mask
This mask that is worn
Obscuring the abyss
Where nothing can be reborn
All masks on deck!
All masks on deck!
Let us unleash
Whatever little we have left
All masks on deck!
All masks on deck!
Let us unleash
Whatever little we have left
Scrape off that mask
Grab what is left
Roar back at the abyss
We are not quite dead yet!
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3. |
Inti Raymi
05:10
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Our mother earth and our father sun
Must look at us in constant pity
As we, the chosen ones
Waste our lives in our lifeless cities
Draining our souls in cubicles of restraint
Entombed for hours on highways with 6 lanes
Run out of the buildings
And into the fields
Your sun god is near
Your sun god is here
Every day ,
every day without meaning
Is a day,
is a day lost forever
It's a day you've lost forever
It's a day you've lost forever
You sit right there
With that remote in your hand
Enjoying a flatlined life
Within a digital land
Within a digital land
Within a digital land
Surrounded by neighbours
Who barely know your name
Where everyone is so polite
But no can be called a friend
Where no one can be called a friend
Where no one can be called a friend
Our mother earth and our father sun
Must look at us in constant pity
As we, the chosen ones
Waste our lives in our lifeless cities
Draining our souls in cubicles of restraint
Entombed for hours on highways with 6 lanes
Run out of the buildings
And into the fields
Your sun god is near
Your sun god is here
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4. |
Blood.ov.Psychiatrists
05:20
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Drag them
Drag them out
Drag them into the middle of our streets
Skin them
Strip them down
Skin them in the middle of our streets
One day, one glorious day
We will finally create...judgement day
We will rip up their prescription pads
And we will finally crack open their skulls
Drag them
Drag them out
Drag them into the middle of our streets
Skin them
Strip them down
Skin them in the middle of our streets
In the middle of our streets
In the middle of our streets
Streets will run with blood
Sewers will buckle
Town folk with take selfies
With their children, now not helpless
They will all want to remember
So much joy to remember
How we celebrated the end
Of the recently dismembered
Of the recently dismembered
of the recently dismembered
of the recently dismembered
Dismembered...
Every town square will have a guillotine
And the angry crowd will cheer
As every town psychiatrist
Will slowly yet surely get dragged in
To meet their karma
And face their fears
Drag them
Drag them out
Drag them into the middle of our streets
Skin them
Strip them down
Skin them in the middle of our streets
That glorious day
That beautiful day
When we will run out...
Of the blood of psychiatrists!
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5. |
Roadkill to You
06:45
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I don't need you to call me
Once in every 10 years
Just so you can make sure
I haven't cut my wrists quite yet
I don't need you to think of me
Every once in a blue moon
When you get that nagging feeling
You should remember the one you once knew
You don't have to say it into my face
I know I'm roadkill to you
You don't have to state it explicitly
I know I'm roadkill to you
I know I'm roadkill to you
I know I'm roadkill to you
How y'all doing?
Oh we're doing fine
Everything is just great
Me, the peaceful pill and I
Me, the peaceful pill and I
Me, the peaceful pill and I
Me, the peaceful pill and I
Me, the peaceful pill and I
I don't need you to call me
Once in every 10 years
Just so you can make sure
I haven't inhaled carbon monoxide quite yet
I don't need you to call me
Once in every 10 years
Just so you can make sure
I haven't swallowed a bottle of chloroquine quite yet
I don't need you to call me
Once in every 10 years
Just so you can make sure
I haven't familiarized myself with barbituates quite yet
And I definitely don't need you
To call me to check up on me
Once in every 10 years just to make sure
I haven't blown out my brains quite yet
You don't have to say it into my face
I know I'm roadkill to you
You don't have to state it explicitly
I know I'm roadkill to you
I know I'm roadkill to you
I know I'm roadkill to you
I don't need you to call me
Once in every 10 years
Just so you can make sure
I haven't cut my wrists quite yet
I don't need you to think of me
Every once in a blue moon
When you get that nagging feeling
You should remember the one you once knew
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6. |
Wulkan
08:00
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Zaraza Houston, Texas
Experimental sludge/doom metal pioneers.
Formed in Montreal in 1993. Split in
2006.
Revived in 2015 while n Ecuador. Moved to USA in 2018.
Currently split between 2 members in Houston, TX and Montreal, Canada.
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