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Larva - The Prologue
01:48
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(Instrumental)
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Moth without a Moon
04:05
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To plant a seed
In poisoned ground and watch it grow
A desperate tree
Needs succor that cannot be found
Nothing can eat
What fruit it bares, still not allowed
Some truths they teach
Curse us to these empty sounds
Like a moth without a moon
To drop a line
With jagged hook into a worm
As sacrifice
So far from grace to be no more
An absent light
Bereft of form, a thing unborn
Through depths of night
And swarms of artificial lures
To break a will
By mixing hope with lashing ropes
Force bitter pills
Enough to choke, washed down with soap
Like a moth without a moon
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3. |
Breeding Ground
04:32
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Breeding Ground
The claws are out
The howling starts
It’s all the way down
‘Til bleeding hearts
Are ripped apart
Breeding Ground
Breeding Ground
A writhing pit
Of flesh and heat
It all comes down
Smeared and stained
(Just) Sacks of meat
Breeding Ground
Wretched souls
With fevered dreams
On the prowl
Acerbic smiles
And gnashing teeth
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See the world in grey
Ash rains on birds of prey
Monochrome
Cities crumble and bridges fall
Hide inside growing walls
Monochrome
Not unlike dark ages past
Ancient pain built to last
Monochrome
All the pleasure sucked away
By your monochromatic reality
Same old battle we've always fought
You just keep on feeding from the trough
Bright eyes turned dull and hazed
May flowers turned to stains
Monochrome
Walk down a primrose path
Those blue skies ain't coming back
Monochrome
Swollen throats and ringing ears
Retreating life, advancing years
Monochrome
Lead bullets, dulling brass
Boots cracking shards of glass
Monochrome
All the pleasure sucked away
By your monochromatic reality
Same old battle we've always fought
You just keep on feeding from the trough
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5. |
Howl
02:35
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I saw the best minds of my own generation
Tangle themselves in a wasted web
And they spent the rest of their days just twitching
Until the queen came along and bit off their heads
Is there anywhere left to go?
Is there any more time to live?
Have you anything more to give? Love, love?
Is there any more life than this?
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6. |
Overkill
05:40
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Oxygen warmer than water
Nourishment brighter than light
Activity feeling like affliction
An apple begging for a bite
Overkill all I need
Fresh feathers and falling leaves
Intentions that I misread
Hand to mouth, word and deed
Saccharine stains on sheets
Cold glances across rotting meats
Overkill all I need
Burning crops, sowing seeds
Overkill all I get
The one writhing in the net
Fun games to follow next
Lost love, mistaken sex
Quick gasp, masturbated minds
Long sighs, unregretted lies
Overkill all I need
A cage that I cannot leave
Overkill all I raise
A lamb that cannot be saved
Sunshine onto heavy shades
Young shoots under cutting blades
Stretched pupils on beating hearts
Quiet calm ‘fore the killing starts
Overkill all I need
Needle deep, watch it bleed
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7. |
You're Not You Anymore
04:06
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You’re not you anymore
You were never even close
To you alone
Becoming something else
Never even close
To your imagined self
You’re not you anymore
So dance to the slaughterhouse
Like the rest of the herd
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8. |
Beasts
04:42
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An egg in the chamber
A sperm in the gun
Mixing the batter
For murders to come
It’s clear to the insects
That you are just one
A drone or a worker
To eat when they’re done
It’s known through the kingdom
One in the least
Low on the food chain
Disposable beasts
A cell sub-dividing
A spark in the gut
Crimes of the father
The hopes of the son
It’s clear to the reptiles
That wait in the dark
The fire is dimming
The meal ‘bout to start
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9. |
Bait
03:11
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You want to play
Slip through the net
You’re much bolder now
But you start to forget
Wanting to win
You're getting so far
The cheese and the trap
And the snap of the bar
Without mercy
Sentenced by your peers
Deaf to repents
And blind to your tears
Grim disappointment
Abandon the mass
Ready-set-shot
Thrown out with the trash
One less in the game
One less in the game...
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10. |
Maggots
03:33
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Maggots feeding on the carcass of the body politic, the body politic, yeah
Maggots filling up the screens, with their fabrications and hypocrisies
Salt of the Earth are licked, to a point they are convinced
To obfuscate the future with a pompous thin-skinned fucktard narcissist
Maggots slavering when it's rancid, it all goes acrid, and sociopathic
Maggots still making excuses for their autocrat’s abuses
Crying they’re victimized, while they push the facts aside
The New Nixon dispersing hope with many scapegoats, many scapegoats
M-A-G-A
Our very own Il Duce
Leads the way
To renew America
With some old-fashioned fascism
Maggots spreading as we hollow out
Supreme Court too old to stand and shout, yeah
The New Nixon waving the flag,
A populist rag, there’s no right to brag, yeah
An apprentice taking the fall
Better believe the high fool made the call
A maggot-mouthful for a swan song
Check for feeling, but the feeling’s gone
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Detritus
01:07
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Bugs stick to you
After they’re dead, I mean
They always stick
You can fish a bug out of your drink
A drowned, soaking wet bug
And it sticks to you
Most things get slippy wet
But not bugs
You can’t shake them off
Or flick them off
You try to flick one off
But it’s stays on your fingernail
A tiny dead thing stuck to you
I bet that’s how Mother Earth feels
Like she’s got all these bugs stuck to her
All dead
Splattered to her by our own devices
As well as some of her’s
We’re bugs lying rotting or
Floating face down in a big glass of water
I bet she’d rather shake all us off into space
The ones buried inside her clothes
And the dead ones stuck to her skin
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12. |
Imago - The Epilogue
03:49
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An imago emerges at last
Chrysalis shaped, fed on the past
Stretching its wings, ready for flight
One more life in permanent night
Take to the air, luminescent display
Crackle volatiles in abdomen’s cage
Search for a mate, chases begin
War of all rivals, in darkness of things
Fall back to Earth, victor and spoils
Larvae to spread, decay in soil
Stretching its wings, ready to die
One less life in permanent night
In permanent night
In permanent night
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12 LPs, an EP, several singles, a few covers, and on over 40 compilations. Also remixed 17 other artists such as Jane's
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