1. |
Virtuous Ignorance
01:26
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No need for libraries anymore
When you have reality tv
Ignorance once considered shameful
Now worshipped as a virtue
Amputation of the mind
has suddenly become a goal to strive for
x 2
Out of touch with my fellow man
Lost in a world I don't understand
This modern world's nothing to me
Nuclear God wipe us clean
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2. |
Voluntary Extinction
03:03
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A stringless puppet
That's what I am
A rudderless vessel
Grounded on a sea of sand
Barely an effigy
A shadow of a man
The time has finally come
for death to take command
My mind has changed
Into this gaping void
Meaningless existence
Past it's best before date
This voluntary extinction
Will be the last thing I'll enjoy
May my lifeless husk
Be of value to the vermin
Barely an effigy
A shadow of a man
The time has finally come
for death to take command
(lead)
There will be no phoenix
Rising from these ashes
Barely an effigy
A shadow of a man
The time has finally come
for death to take command
Finally my mind is clear and the path is set
With delirious glee I will greet my end!
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3. |
Assisted Mass Suicide
01:35
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Visions of violence
Keep you awake
And you're all out of reasons
for not acting them out
When it's your time to go
You'll take them all with you
Queues form at the gates of Heaven
St. Peter working overtime
In slow increments
your rage has grown
And that anger will be spat out
in a hail of gunfire
When it's your time to go
You'll take them all with you
Queues form at the gates of Heaven
St. Peter working overtime
Suicide is much more pleasant
When you have hundreds
To take with you
On that final trip
To Beyond
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4. |
This Man is an Island
02:18
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The distance grows
From me to mankind
With every breath that I
regretfully seem to take
Out of habit
rather than pleasure
as I'm stranded alone
in the ocean of my mind
These endless days
Spent in struggling
For the vain hope
Of a passing ship
Yet in my core I know
That this isle of solace
Is the last refuge
I will ever have
And when I'm ready
To return to the depths
There'll be nothing more
And no one will remember me
Oh primordial sea
where life began
sweep me back
into your bosom
And when I'm gone
No one will notice my passing
Which probably is as it should be
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