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Gallium Doorknob
04:17
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Useless composers that took too long
Flailing prolonged
Minds scattered, searching what should belong
Breached beyond normal bounds
Quadrennial section, not found
Lost track trying to find the path
Reconnect the dots
Reconnect what’s lost
Bad ideas get tossed
Prevail at any cost
Redraw the plan
Useless no longer
Focus, on the goal, completion within ten years
Not even close to tool, shatter all fears
Resurrection
Back to life
Instant fame
Climbing the charts
Fallon interview
Clearly more accessible, more irresistible
Top 40 we’re coming for you
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Uppest Cut
01:51
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As the blood rushes, you try to comprehend
Synapses firing at the prospect of your demise
Fade to red, you see the supernovae in your eyes
Not even close to death it’s insult to injury
Falling, the ground begins to grow
Fading, last memories start to show
Impact, four knuckles say hello
Imprint, middle digit lets you know
This is the uppest cut there’s nowhere else left to go
There’s nothing higher than this
Nothing cuts deeper than this
Prepare your mind to feel the grip of endless shame
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Elixir Of Life OF DEATH
03:35
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Blue light, flooding the globe, drowning the unsuspecting
Clueless brainless meat robots, grasping at meaning, mindlessly flailing,
Blindly believing all is well; it’s all made for us.
That which keeps us alive is slowly killing us.
Or worse yet, to live without is doom
Watch the body writhe and cease to move
To let in, silent poison
Breaking down, over decades
Slowly fade, oxidation
Meat robot faces conflict
Life is the noose around your neck
Death is the breath in your lungs
How can this be, how can we rule the universe, are we not gods?
Ego takes a beating, humility realised, acceptance of weakness, staring at the abyss
Running from the futility
Beyond the reaches of man
The inability to humbly take what’s simply physics
Calm down
Let it into your mind not just the air but the concept of a finite meaningful reality
Go now
Live while you still can
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Dear Customer,
Please just hang up this won’t help you, not even sure why we have this. We won’t listen to your comments, this project is mostly satire. Why the hell are you still here? Surely you have more commitments. Call another phony hotline, we’re so understaffed as it is.
Look, we honestly tried to make a catchy theme; our brains are wired wrong, no singing only scream.
- Sincerely, Audiomachy
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5. |
Discriminhate
04:00
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I can't stand it
I'm losing my mind
Losing patience
Losing all faith
Gaining hatred
Gaining disgust
There’s no excuse, no common sense
Believe anything, no research
Complete disregard, can’t even fit my shoes
Can’t even see human like you're a fucking human too
No forethought, no future sight
Believe anything, no research
Different colour, therefore hatred
Don't love the person society decided you should?
You're not the gender you were assigned?
Not acting in a way that fits your role?
You're not human
Disowned
Hangings
Shootings
Bullshit
Discriminhate ignorance
I have no remorse
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6. |
Gun Abomination
05:49
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Subscribe to my magazine
Gunfire drowns out the screams
Protect and serve hands that feed
Greed-powered evil machines
Grinding, rolling, unfolding, malice building
Alive
Binding, trekking, collecting; manifesting
The drive
Finding, searching, and lurching; still unresting
Deprive
Blinding, maiming and claiming: mindless bloodlust
Demise
Hunting, feeding, and bleeding, still digesting
Incise
Binding, forboding, exploding, molesting
To thrive
Destroyed by what we've made
Damocles falls on his blade
Unholy gargantua
corrupt intolerance
Freedom to delusion
Power into the wrong hands
Evil manifesting
Relentless surging stockpile demands
Rampage
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Rave Particle: 2ality
04:21
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8. |
Death.exe
04:38
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This Planet (function) = Life
Life = rare
If man end Life
then troubleshoot man
if disease end life
man = disease
then execute death
Death.exe (function) = (if trouble, shoot man)
man + electricity = concept.tech
concept.tech + currency = greed
// Drank coffee
if man + greed
then care = 0
man + (addiction) = infinite loop
end tech Interrupt loop
end greed save Life
while (man = true)
run Death.exe
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Ideal for unfastened regretful math and domino crime. 40,000th tropical placemat, sensual blind atoms reunite partial angst pivoting lost 3D printed sand. S.O.S shark on stage. Notable shadow wrongs, enigmatically felt sanding disc, causation equal none. You’ll set the whole tone ablaze, without your loveable chronic uniform amber exit stage left.
Directions for use:
Rub bottle to free the omnipotent genie. Just kidding, bottles don’t exist you oaf.
Apply to affected area, temporal lobe or to the Canis Major. Delusions of understandness.
The symbols flashing behind my eyes that I'm catching
will hypnotise those attracted to spiritual interactions but
this shit is random there is no meaning to have them
and you can lose all your screws if you're trying to understand them.
The other side of me fighting for notoriety
slowly dying inside of the hopeless notion of piety
I show variety personalities hiding
and bursting outta these lines as I'm floating over the quiet streets.
For medical advice call quite loudly to draw attention. If ingested, that’s actually rather impressive.
Regardless of why often opportunity, golf balancing articulated weather knees.
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10. |
Psyopus Lived On A Farm
03:18
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Retreat from the rat race
Embrace the tranquility
Fuck the system
Can’t take any more bullshit
Fuck the system
Why deal with any more people
Feel the forest air
Hear the babbling brook
Birds singing
Sheer joy
Playing for locals
Spreading stress free fun
Go all out
Camp fire
Easy listening
Calming my headache
Raising hell
Bonfire
Cool breeze pine scented
Cute fawn frollicking
Incoming
Breakdown
Bringing your self
Back to nature
Center your soul
Bringing your self
Back to nature
Snooze in hammock
Paradise behold
But all things must end
Big city calling
Time to wreak havok
Shame to leave all of this behind
Will never forget the bee hives
Saw a bear one time majestic
Back to reality fuck me
One way ticket to hell
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Unexplained
Unrealised
Unnoticed
Unforseen
Unopposed
Unrivalled
Unyielding
Unrestrained
Shockwaves echoing outward impending
Power silently coursing relentlessly
Unseen
Unheard
Too late
Sinister end
Burning, disintegration, beyond comprehension
Failing, body crumbling, enigma tearing through the core
Droning halo spawn point nowhere
Unknown terror pulsing outward
Shockwaves unlearned silent echo
Unseen
Unheard
Too late
Sinister end
Death frequency
Tuned to weak bodies
Wave length synchronised
With useless minds
Black sonic science
Warped to control
Mysterious aural artillery
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12. |
42.6 Micromorts
07:19
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Egocentric vapid thoughts
Framed for inauthentic, social facade
Lens aimed behind, past plastic smile
Insignificant desire, climb a bit higher
Views made you blind, with drastic guile
"Perfect shot I must acquire", suddenly gravity dire
Acquisition never ends, craving ascends
Next in line the target’s clear, mind free of fear
Disregard for sanity, minus one humanity
Digital creature a lie, actually reason to die?
Chronically deranged behaviour
Barely top of the fucking food chain
Has all this been worth it?
Trading insanity over reality
Most advanced natural intellect
Losing every neuron to absurdity
Nigh on limitless mental potential
Brace for imminent critical bloodshed
Aim for crucial ultimate unity
Stand back let the planet reclaim itself
Upload consciousness for immortality
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The greatest Experimental Math Groove band in the history of mandated company safety videos.
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