1. |
We
02:01
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We
Am I a gram, or a
Millionth part of a ton
And can each gram be held accountable for everything the ton has done
A gram can’t crush a man, but a million can
‘We’ is strength, ‘I’ is weak, ‘you’ is not unique
We
Don’t you want to be just like me
Just another drone in the colony
We
All good ciphers would agree
In our one state there is no room for me
All the men in my history book
They look like ghosts to me
Just an open flame away from being erased from memory
It doesn’t take too much, take too, much to forget
The bells will ring, the end will bring, equality in death
(except for)
We
Don’t you want to be just like me
Just another drone in the colony
We
All good ciphers would agree
In our one state there is no room for me
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2. |
The Dance
02:15
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The Dance
Time ticking by, ticking by, ticking by
Put into a dance, but do you know why?
You hope and pray, that the music doesn’t slow
But when it will stop, you can never really know
And you will find others in the same dance as you
Ask them why, but they haven’t got a clue
Some will try to find a meaning in the tune
While others put their faith in a rising moon
Why dance alone when you can dance with company
Why be afraid when you can pretend not to be
As the song plays, it may get trite
But you want to live forever, right (right)
And your dance will end as with the night
Faith flying high, flying high, flying high
Vested in him, what does that imply
The dance will end with the same effect
It doesn’t really matter whether I step right or left
Puff, puff, puff, do you feel low on breath
Fiddle of life, fiddle of death
The meter picks up, yet your feet are stone
Your body lags as you hear it groan
Why dance alone when you can dance with company
Why be afraid when you can pretend not to be
As the song plays, it may get trite
But you want to live forever, right (right)
And your dance will end as with the night
Only a "we" can say a song is sweet
Music to their ears, hell to their feet
So why oh why do we dance for them
But I refuse, to pretend
That from this dance I may ever rest
When the song ceases I will not protest
I doubt it was yours, I doubt it was mine
It could have been taken at any time
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3. |
Straw Tower
01:45
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Straw Tower
Tradition has perpetuated: culture has mangled
A system of belief and in its web we are tangled
Two thousand year old guidance in the modern age
Morally infallible: unquestioning standard
And of the prayers that go unanswered
Mysterious ways or something less comforting?
Life after death, I don’t buy it
I’d rather be empty than full of shit
I’d rather be cynical, and unsurprised
Than realize I’ve been living a lie
If you do something out of the fear of god
Then the god is dead, it’s just a cattle prod
To keep the masses mindset where it needs to be, for
A necessary leader a play on power
Together straw men build a tower
To be torn down for the benefit of one
Life after death, I don’t buy it
I’d rather be empty than full of shit
I’d rather be cynical and unsurprised
Than realize I’ve been living a lie
My whole life
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