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Being Human
04:13
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Alive... am I?
Forgot yourself
Being human
Is not so trivial
As you rise up to work
Do you wonder
What could have been?
As you put your child to sleep
Are you sure they are safe?
Not dead...
Undying...
Being Human
Is not so trivial
After all, what lurks ahead?
Uncertainty
A planet slowly dying
Not many seem to care
Trying to cope
With being alive
In an age of turmoil
A broken soul
In mechanical grind
Just surviving
Violated day in and day out
Until you go...
From ashes to ashes
A broken soul
Living a mechanical lie
Leading us one by one to our fall
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A glitch in the brain...
The area of reason
Is... overrided
By an overactive limbic brain
The processing of strong emotions impaired
Unavoidable cognitive splitting
Black and white thinking, follower, follower
Frontal cortex reasoning, a distant reality in this being
All reasoning, colored
By easily manipulable emotions
Of disgust, of hate and contempt
Total insecurity
You command, I obey
Your command I shall obey
Politicians, religious fanatics
The common man
Everyone who is eager... to... submit
And relinquish… responsibility of his life
Theists or atheists, in all shapes and sizes
Authoritarian followers
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Mondo Psycho
03:25
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Walking among the dead
Their numbers rising
I stand alone
Trapped in a jungle of concrete
Inside a jungle of concrete
Hypnotized sheep, lifeless
Drifting through life, mindless
Dreaming they are eagles
When they are only cattle
Control systems say: "Kill, kill, kill!"
Control systems say: "Kill your mind!"
Insane minds posing as normal
Deranged stars paving the way
The blind leading the blind
To the gaping mouth of doom
The atlantean repeat
Hubris, our defeat
Never ending desire
Of mass kill
Civilization, not built to last, dehumanization at last
Mondo psycho
Borderline insanity
Mondo psycho
Ruled by psychopaths
Mondo psycho
Our...
Waking up to face reality
Alongside a few humans still sane
In the minefield of lies and deception
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4. |
The Undying Stars
02:57
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The Undying Stars
Not quite living, still not really dead
A life of frustration and senseless movement
For endless days I watch
I watch the stars...
Looking for meaning, looking for purpose
Looking for anything
Resigned, I turn myself
Into anything
I can lose myself into...
Dissociated, I forget myself
Not much more than a machine now...
Still a voice insists to call
From the depths of my being
Muffled, constantly speaking
Remember thyself for thou art king!
But I can't resist the pull of life
Immense mechanicity reacting to life
Sex, drugs, dark emotions
All can be used to bind me
In a frozen state
Lacking consciousness
A mere puppet
Only a minute now
Flash! A whole life has gone
What have you done
That lasts?
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Snakes in Suits
05:21
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Breeding more money and more power, more everything
I want more, more, more!
Slash some trees, downsize some companies
Increase the margin, oligarchy
Make some deals, buy privilege
Corporate immunity, oligarchy
Snakes in suits, lying in every breath
Snakes in suits, made you their willing slave
Justify inequality, twist the truth
Make yourself essential and put your mask of sanity
A psychopath's job of choice
Anything that leads to ultimate power
The power to do away with the life of many
If so he pleases and being able to get away with it
Not only that, but having people applauding him for doing so
The ultimate reversal of life, a pathocratic World
A world made of lies, hierarchy and authority
Self-serving entropic madness
What can be done?
The power to do away with the life of many
If so he pleases, and being able to get away with it
Not only that, but having people applauding him for doing so
The ultimate reversal of life, a pathocratic world
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Psychopathic Ruler
02:53
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In my black heart
I see
Farther than you
This world is dying
Don't care
Must take
What is mine
Unleashing my wrath on all opposing nations
If you deny me, I shall trample you
Dictator, psychopath, your beloved ruler
In my sick mind
I see
Five moves ahead
Like chess
If stealth doesn't work
Just kill millions
Using genocide as tactic of terror
To unfold my vision of a happy earth
Dictator, psychopath, your beloved ruler
The king never dies... for the system is king
Behead the king, kill the president
Does not work, the system will find
Another psycho, another face
To blame it all, while the masters laugh
You see
It's bigger
Than you think
Millennia of corrupted intent
To undo the curse, you must awaken
To the true reality of life
Dictator, psychopath, your beloved ruler
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7. |
Addicted to Power
03:23
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Ruling from atop the skies
The unconscious masses
Pulling your strings
Giving my calls...
I Decide...
Deciding your fate
Unsuspecting people
Removed from my view
To me, just numbers
Numbers...
I must get my fix
Money and things are nothing to me
I only hunger for one thing
I only lust after power
I cannot be satisfied
With anything less
More than a predilection
A full blown Addiction
Guiding my steps
Towards the demise of others
Cannot see this blind Addiction
I, the one who's empathy-less
The realms of feelings I, shall deny!
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Search for the curse of Wetiko on the web. Look it up.
The curse of Wetiko is the reason de etre of the Unconscious Automaton.
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Dancing to the sound... of the powers that be
Yesterday while on the street
I watched a display of inhumanity
A murder happening in broad daylight
the killer had vacant eyes,
Did not remember what passed
Like a trance... he did not know
unaware of his murderous acts
incarcerated no one believes him
they saw what was to be saw:
he killed a controversial scientist
So much hate, "he is beyond recgnition"
and now lying about brainwashing?
Tears...gone unheard
He was just yet another, average killing machine
waiting for the orders
to kill, and forget
just yet another grenbaum
Pawn of the unseen rullers
disposable at their will
a killer untraceable
no choice for him but...
Dancing to the sound... of the powers that be
In dispair he thinks "im insane"
Dancing to the sound...
One phonecall... is all he needs
In the jail they concede
one call, to an attorney
when he dials a surprise
the number they given only makes a strange
noise... that says...
Kill.
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Gutted Souls is technical, brutal and oldschool all in a giant Death Metal mix.
Fighting tyrannies and oligarchies since 2004.
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