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Cement
04:40
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Taking my mind in my way
In my night a simple day
Taking my rind all the way
With my right I supplicate
Taking my time in golden days
In my mind a hollow way
Taking my life and following
All is white yet nothing is real
Nothing is real
Can a man stop falling
Can a waif know wisdom
In a mangled instant
Can imagine instinct
Taking my mind in my way
With my knife I cut away
All the bad sign’s happy days
All the good things have passed away
Grieving for loss in miner’s time
Saving the cry for other days
Sensing a gone another way
Helping another one slip away
Slip away
Can a man stop falling
Can a waif know wisdom
In a mangled instant
Can imagine instinct
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Auger
04:35
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Rolling down the rivers in a catatonic haze
Swimming like a salmon stream holding names
Swimming like a salmon upstream falling names
Jesus has an eyeball nothing is ever the same
Walls are closing in on me nothing isn’t right anymore
Feeling in this river that nothing isn’t right in the world
Wish to see the fire cause nothing isn’t right in the world
Pacify the masses as they stick along the ribbons and the grime
Wash along the banks we are coming up the river every time
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Pick
03:24
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Well I brought myself another bright
Cause it seems like every day brings nothing to me
And I see the mansion in the night
As the lights will flicker on and off in heaven
It’s another world of amnesty
Faded on a ring of roses left inside of me
When I come along and see it there
It’s another reason why it comes to falling
Deep in the sun it’s a roll in the deeds
I can’t define what the role of disease
Mission of time is a whole other scene
Cradle of mine isn’t gone so it seems
Deep is a risk of a hole in a mine
Kind of another is holding a sign
Cold in the knees, I’m on a roll
Holding the reins of a man in a zone
Now I bought myself another ride
In a golden cage of all of it is raving
Is it Samson and Goliath there
Who will win the war inside the asphalt grinding
Other men have nothing over me
When it comes to seething or a mystery over me
And the words that on the page appear
Have a meaning in another world of ribbons
Deep in the sun it’s a roll in the deeds
I can’t define what the role of disease
Mission of time is a whole other scene
Cradle of mine isn’t gone so it seems
Deep is a risk of a hole in a mine
Kind of another is holding a sign
Cold in the knees, I’m on a roll
Holding the reins of a man in a zone
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Awl
04:03
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There was a man became diseased
He rolled around at anything
The cigarette would dance in his hands
The fallen waste where dreams are made
I realized the muscles were missed
I didn’t care for any but waste
The time religion came to place
Should never get a vision of place
The golden days were visualized
Compared to discs of vestal lions
I cannot see I cannot hear
The legislative call of fear
A day is not a day is night
A bird is not a bird in flight
A theory rests while moving still
An answer is a question here
A thousand times are not the same
For time is not a solid state
The rays of light can penetrate
A solid wall of infancy
And so the story has no end
A man is not a man again
While living in a set of times
While grieving in a double life
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Plank
03:52
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Fallen down with wisdom
The beast of a scandal
Sit another passion
Nothing isn’t real
My time in midrange
A catatonic angel
Why find an angle
A miscarried virgin
Feeling all the rakers on their own
Desperate as a hollow sense of pride
Falling down is not original
Falling down a slippery hole
Shake shake a mystery
Build a fence around head
Moon is such a mystery
Take a night in sanguine
Blow it up it’s simple
You take it easy
Never to be seen again
Feeling all the rakers on their own
Desperate as a hollow sense of pride
Falling down is not original
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Beam
04:07
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Oh the mystery of a terrorist
Help me find the living things of every day
Call the wings of consternation
Help to find a needle guiding bitter ways
Oh but it is not the same
You’ve come a long way upon his hand
You call his name
It’s all in vain
A solid razor
Following to greater pageants
Dignity inspires greater cost
Of greater loss
Find that nothing holds to reason
Cannot ever reach that state of place
Whole is not the same as difference
You always cite the reference of a day
Other ways
Nothing stays the same
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Ratchet
04:08
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Feeling like a bio mechanic
I don’t see the razing in the wind
Seek and does it bio mechanic
I can feel the road through the radio
Drop the fire into the manic
Drop the lies you dirty manic
Drop the light upon the panic
Drop the light the bio mechanic
Feeling like a bio mechanic
I don’t see the razing in the wind
Seek and does it bio mechanic
I can feel the road through the radio
Drop the fire into the manic
Drop the lies you dirty manic
Drop the light upon the panic
Drop the light the bio mechanic
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Block
04:35
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You say there’s lots of fascination
With a ball of iron and a pig’s eye maturation
I deal with the color of innovation
Down the steps go slow with a pass of inches
Can’t find that another calm has really happened
Gates of fire are upon with a scream of passion
You find with another color combination
Dicks don’t fly off another color commentary
The temple of rigid desperate aspiration
Falling down on rubble of a different nature
A sign of energetic desperation
Falls in line with the sinister exasperation
Fine lines of shimmering inside a message
Lead into rooms of hollow desperation
Can’t take the roots are crawling into skulls
Of right is running now to pieces there at
It’s just the tracks of mind are running into
Soil of death is feeding into reason there
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Saw
04:29
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Ice in veins, cold as heat
Burning simple tattered repeat
Candied hiss, lick the moon
Stares inside an empty room
Make a trip, make it safe
Stealing from the celebrate
Cold as milk from the sun
Foolish lies for everyone
Empty naked holy
Can’t take it from thee
Can’t take it
Isn’t his and isn’t mine
Stated purpose hard to find
Into chamber, through the gun
Demigods for everyone
Pour the sauce upon your head
Wrenching forward to the bed
Managed well to repeat
All my lovers at your feet
Empty naked holy
Can’t take it from thee
Can’t take it
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Shingle
03:46
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Holding on to deeper sense of man
Holding on for life
You seek calmer now
Shameful in the strife
Holding on to deeper sense of man
Shameless in the night
Holding on so tight
Jesus Christ was blond
Holding on for deeper sense of man
Holding on the deeper sense of man
Holding on for life
You seek calmer now
Shameful in the strife
Holding on to deeper sense of man
Shameless in the night
Holding on so tight
Jesus Christ was blond
Holding on for deeper sense of man
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Scaffold
04:19
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Holding on to deeper sense of man
Holding on for life
You seek calmer now
Shameful in the strife
Holding on to deeper sense of man
Shameless in the night
Holding on so tight
Jesus Christ was blond
Holding on for deeper sense of man
Holding on the deeper sense of man
Holding on for life
You seek calmer now
Shameful in the strife
Holding on to deeper sense of man
Shameless in the night
Holding on so tight
Jesus Christ was blond
Holding on for deeper sense of man
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12. |
Vice
03:37
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I own a restaurant
I own a camera fish
I see the justice
I will a homeless to be
You dine on mackerel
You die alone now
You dine on fishes
You die efficient to sea
Older than mister
All over simple
Into a vision
For all the voices received
He says a Mandarin
This is a mystery
It is imagined
He hears a master of vice
Only the voices
I’m on a mission
I see the crowd there
To talk to him through the ring
I feel a halo
A sudden dojo
Inside a head vice
The voices talking to me
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13. |
Sledge
05:02
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anonymous internet writer
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14. |
Window
04:20
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Catch another night in a bowl of a just another halo
Find another stick, another owl in an ever acting haven
Go to you, go to you
Go see it there
Missionary compass other mellow hour all our haven
Ha ha ha ha ha ha get it there
I see the list and nothing isn’t there a while
Ha ha ha ha ha ha beat it til
Another role and another little innocence
This in a rising diesels
This is just another way of saying that you haven’t got a window
Take it in the chin and then you’ll want to see that you will get a window
A window to show me
A summer rain
Take it in the chin and you will see that you have got a window
Ha ha ha ha ha ha get it there
I see the list and nothing isn’t there a while
Ha ha ha ha ha ha beat it til
Another role and another little innocence
This in a rising diesels
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Fyrce Muons San Diego, California
Forty five years of gothic space punk and electro pop reminiscent of Krautrock. Fyrce Muons continue to defy any musical genre with their provocative concept albums, improvisational and surrealistic spoken word.
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