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Bolster
04:24
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Hundred thirty
Die in Jet
Extract black box
All that’s left
Bolster the headlines
Demand for more
Print in thousands
Ask what for, what for
Metallic drowning in
Fractured sky,
It all comes clearly
In bleak hindsight
I’ve got fever dreams
I’ve got fever dreams
I’ve got fever dreams
I’ve got fever dreams
I had died in flight
Every death is justified (WHY?)
It all comes clearly
In bleak hindsight
(Pitching headlines)
Pitch black daytime
(Clairvoyant skies)
Altitude is lifelike
Bleak hindsight
Why must I die?
Hecatomb
Prophet alone
1 2 9
Lamb to the sky
Fodder plenty
To bolster headlines
(I’m burning up in the sky)
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2. |
Red Hands
06:40
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Just another promise kept
Set on fire and burning
Rafts of flame on open sea
Following current to shore
Great birds taking flight
Pinions on fire
The beginning of the pyrocene
The beginning of the end
Salt the earth and sort for oil
Scar pipelines across ground
Watch your mother die
Watch your father die
Just another bleeding heart
Crying over nothing
Drop the drill and keep digging
Feed the maw at sea
A patent for death
Watch it bubble up
To the surface of the soil
Cradle the child of industry
Feel the mother in our veins
Let the fire purify
Our beating hearts
Reduce them into char and pulp
Feel the mother in our veins
Let the dredges purify
The creatures of the earth
Lick the salt from their eyes
Just another promise kept
Set on fire and burning
Rafts of flame on open sea
Following current to shore
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3. |
Absent
04:20
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This guilt that cannot be quelled
A mind that puts me through hell
A psyche in agony, a parasitic cell
Trust your lies
What’s inside?
Trust your lies
What’s inside
Absent to me.
I A.M.
I A.M.
I A.M.
Subject to the scream
I’m flying in blind
Ensnared in the fall
I’m losing this war
I’m losing my sky
This rage, I’m aiming blind
Near miss, of my suicide
You can’t sever strife
You can’t sever me
Absent in me
Reflection
Immolation
Absent to me.
You can’t sever
You can’t sever
Suffer absence in me
MY STANDARDS
WILL KILL ME
I A.M. INSIDE (RE-PUL-SION)
I A.M. INSIDE (FIX-A-TION)
I A.M. INSIDE (RE-PUL-SION)
I CANNOT DIE (SUF-FER-ANCE)
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Mandelbrot Calculator
06:27
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Under the eyes of a sleeping god
Stands a man with arms outstretched
I can try and change things
I can kill him
Nothing ever changes here
The ground is buckled beneath our feet
The madness running beep within
Hold your gun to my head
The machinery comes flickering on
And in a cacophony of buzzes and clicks
In a language only we understand
“I love you, I love you, I love you”
Give your hands to the thresher
Raise your bloody stumps to God
Feel His presence on the floor
Give up another child for productivity
I can feel Him in this place
Warm and divine
Standing between the benches
Begging me for more
Nothing ever changes here
The ground is buckled beneath our feet
The madness running beep within
Hold your gun to my head
On the bleeding rack goes one one of many
Carried to the end on rails and beds
Driven to the old assembly line
Picked apart by ravenous machines
Sold my body to the factory
Sold my veins to the oil running deep
Across millions of insects crawling the country
I can feel them if they just let me close my eyes
We can try and find a way out
We can try and find a way out
We can try and find a way out
We can try and find a way out
We can try and find a way out
We can try and find a way out
I can try and change things
He pulls the life out of me
He pulls the life out of me
He pulls the life out of me
He pulls the life out of me
We can try and find a way out
Gathered in a closed circle
Of buzzsaws and moving arms
Chanting rites around their heads
And new cars are born
We can try and find a way out
He pulls the life out of me
He pulls the life out of me
He pulls the life out of me
He pulls the life out of me
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Vacuist Boston, Massachusetts
Malden-based post-metal/prog four piece, Vacuist create an expansive, heavy-hitting sound focused foremost on songcraft and emotional resonance through abstract guitars, Escherian drums, and arty lyrics.
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