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Broken record
03:14
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Heading down a dark winding road direction unknown. Only the light of the moon and all it brings. Just disconnected to your world. The truth is the lie. Dying at the side of the road an old broken and bleeding one trick pony. I almost recognize. Allow my roots to bare my sole and mind. I reply. Don't think you know me. The curve's in the road became unlaced. I'm not talking to you, your not talking to me. Of all days not today. I'm not in the right state of mind. Do you mind the state your in? All things will change. For the record I do not exist and am nothing more than just a lingering sound away in the distance. Driven to obscure is the distance between us can be heard. Are you me? Are we dead?. No.. I don't know. I am a leper in search of sight give me the knife so I can put it right. So open you eyes and sing sweet justice, sing into the night. Lost alone to rebuild again yet frozen in stone, best bury deep that knife. You conquer replace results in tragedy and reflect an unfamiliar face. Engine cuts out. All is quiet.... no good will come of this. Behold the sunrize and red was the colour. Bare the scar's of the day. 2005 and I am still alive.
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Black sunrize
02:46
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Heading down a dark winding road direction unknown. Only the light of the moon and all it brings. Just disconnected to your world. The truth is the lie. Dying at the side of the road an old broken and bleeding one trick pony. I almost recognize. Allow my roots to bare my sole and mind. I reply. Don't think you know me. The curve's in the road became unlaced. I'm not talking to you, your not talking to me. Of all days not today. I'm not in the right state of mind. Do you mind the state your in? All things will change. For the record I do not exist and am nothing more than just a lingering sound away in the distance. Driven to obscure is the distance between us can be heard. Are you me? Are we dead?. No.. I don't know. I am a leper in search of sight give me the knife so I can put it right. So open you eyes and sing sweet justice, sing into the night. Lost alone to rebuild again yet frozen in stone, best bury deep that knife. You conquer replace results in tragedy and reflect an unfamiliar face. Engine cuts out. All is quiet.... no good will come of this. Behold the sunrize and red was the colour. Bare the scar's of the day. 2005 and I am still alive.
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In deep
02:34
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Heading down a dark winding road direction unknown. Only the light of the moon and all it brings. Just disconnected to your world. The truth is the lie. Dying at the side of the road an old broken and bleeding one trick pony. I almost recognize. Allow my roots to bare my sole and mind. I reply. Don't think you know me. The curve's in the road became unlaced. I'm not talking to you, your not talking to me. Of all days not today. I'm not in the right state of mind. Do you mind the state your in? All things will change. For the record I do not exist and am nothing more than just a lingering sound away in the distance. Driven to obscure is the distance between us can be heard. Are you me? Are we dead?. No.. I don't know. I am a leper in search of sight give me the knife so I can put it right. So open you eyes and sing sweet justice, sing into the night. Lost alone to rebuild again yet frozen in stone, best bury deep that knife. You conquer replace results in tragedy and reflect an unfamiliar face. Engine cuts out. All is quiet.... no good will come of this. Behold the sunrize and red was the colour. Bare the scar's of the day. 2005 and I am still alive.
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Hidden
02:43
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The time had come 2001 this machine was all to form. We are what we are, that is reason we do what we do. Through the stratum is nothing but the hidden and that is all so easy to lose yourself within. Self produced to self-destruct. You are the perfect distraction and have profound effect. Your Majesty changed me. While that was not your intent. They both saw through me. I am not you, I am not me. I felt love and turned my back to the fight. Where is the face in the crowd I can no longer see. So unaware I gave up willingly. I was not searching for you, you weren't searching for me. On lock down a body moves unsung. Sweet success we tasted now dissipate at our feet. What will you do while dying with the swarm. For years I could not bear to listen, I don't believe them to be true. Years lost past quick. Out of the blue I got a call from you. Alone and he as well we talked for a while of past and how its been. He said it hasn't been easy and of how rare what the three of us had. We talked some more about now and before and about how again we should play. Then said are goodbyes put the phone down at my side and continued on are ways. Sadly that was the last time we spoke.
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Lock down
04:15
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The time had come 2001 this machine was all to form. We are what we are, that is reason we do what we do. Through the stratum is nothing but the hidden and that is all so easy to lose yourself within. Self produced to self-destruct. You are the perfect distraction and have profound effect. Your Majesty changed me. While that was not your intent. They both saw through me. I am not you, I am not me. I felt love and turned my back to the fight. Where is the face in the crowd I can no longer see. So unaware I gave up willingly. I was not searching for you, you weren't searching for me. On lock down a body moves unsung. Sweet success we tasted now dissipate at our feet. What will you do while dying with the swarm. For years I could not bear to listen, I don't believe them to be true. Years lost past quick. Out of the blue I got a call from you. Alone and he as well we talked for a while of past and how its been. He said it hasn't been easy and of how rare what the three of us had. We talked some more about now and before and about how again we should play. Then said are goodbyes put the phone down at my side and continued on are ways. Sadly that was the last time we spoke.
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Stratum
04:16
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The time had come 2001 this machine was all to form. We are what we are, that is reason we do what we do. Through the stratum is nothing but the hidden and that is all so easy to lose yourself within. Self produced to self-destruct. You are the perfect distraction and have profound effect. Your Majesty changed me. While that was not your intent. They both saw through me. I am not you, I am not me. I felt love and turned my back to the fight. Where is the face in the crowd I can no longer see. So unaware I gave up willingly. I was not searching for you, you weren't searching for me. On lock down a body moves unsung. Sweet success we tasted now dissipate at our feet. What will you do while dying with the swarm. For years I could not bear to listen, I don't believe them to be true. Years lost past quick. Out of the blue I got a call from you. Alone and he as well we talked for a while of past and how its been. He said it hasn't been easy and of how rare what the three of us had. We talked some more about now and before and about how again we should play. Then said are goodbyes put the phone down at my side and continued on are ways. Sadly that was the last time we spoke.
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Dissipate
04:04
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The time had come 2001 this machine was all to form. We are what we are, that is reason we do what we do. Through the stratum is nothing but the hidden and that is all so easy to lose yourself within. Self produced to self-destruct. You are the perfect distraction and have profound effect. Your Majesty changed me. While that was not your intent. They both saw through me. I am not you, I am not me. I felt love and turned my back to the fight. Where is the face in the crowd I can no longer see. So unaware I gave up willingly. I was not searching for you, you weren't searching for me. On lock down a body moves unsung. Sweet success we tasted now dissipate at our feet. What will you do while dying with the swarm. For years I could not bear to listen, I don't believe them to be true. Years lost past quick. Out of the blue I got a call from you. Alone and he as well we talked for a while of past and how its been. He said it hasn't been easy and of how rare what the three of us had. We talked some more about now and before and about how again we should play. Then said are goodbyes put the phone down at my side and continued on are ways. Sadly that was the last time we spoke.
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Stagerot 97
03:32
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Lost in the woods February 1997 I have been lead to believe. There was dust on everything. Smell is thick and strong. No window, no light, set me free. Damp carpet floor and walls reflecting the darkness back within me. Familiar painted eyes from years of music been. You've seen a lot yet I see you've seen nothing at all. Complacency kills. There is a presents baring down on me. Why must you taunt me. Where are the words to express what I feel? They do not answer. Consumed by this madness I don't understand, now lets play as fast as we can. You were a happy face yet so sad. Past, present, future no beginning no end. I swear the walls shuttered slightly at the noises we were producing. Is this just the dream within a dream, this all feels so unfamiliar to me now. Maybe it's all in my mind. You harbour this fugitive for a short time and soon it will be over. I reassure again. The tension was thick so go back to sleep, now the tape in my hands it was complete. Feeling so electric alive with confidence and accomplishment. So quickly deflated by her response to hearing Stagerot. She smiled as best she can. I know nothing but what I am. This country girl liked me and tried to understand. Is a story without tragedy to good to be true. I should right a better song, that is what I must do.
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This
04:23
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2000 was a static summer hot and dry. You could taste it in the air I thought it was victory but that was furthest from the truth. We only got a few more passes before the enemy began to close in. Trees drape over like such cold embrace. They had grown impatient as I lay dying at their feet. So many you will encounter but for this there is no cure. Your path is yours and yours alone to endure. Someone said rock is dead and were rave-ing all night long. Before the buzz wore off I'd grown tired of that song. I am heading into darkness in search of the light. I must get back to my feet put thing's right. Experimental to a fault you are my weakness and reason for flight. Is anyone listening is anyone there at all? Awkward and sweaty hit the switch I'm ready. Take one three fore we have no time we must endure. There is a demon in us all. Never asked you to understand I just hope my transmission is received. I've suffered in silence to long. I fear I have become your forgotten dream. He was trying all night long to get communications up to no avail the files were compromised lost to the trail. Perception changed I couldn't step back into that, I was out of phase. I see now how right you were, but I was defeated and could not here your words. The walls were white.
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Step back
03:24
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2000 was a static summer hot and dry. You could taste it in the air I thought it was victory but that was furthest from the truth. We only got a few more passes before the enemy began to close in. Trees drape over like such cold embrace. They had grown impatient as I lay dying at their feet. So many you will encounter but for this there is no cure. Your path is yours and yours alone to endure. Someone said rock is dead and were rave-ing all night long. Before the buzz wore off I'd grown tired of that song. I am heading into darkness in search of the light. I must get back to my feet put thing's right. Experimental to a fault you are my weakness and reason for flight. Is anyone listening is anyone there at all? Awkward and sweaty hit the switch I'm ready. Take one three fore we have no time we must endure. There is a demon in us all. Never asked you to understand I just hope my transmission is received. I've suffered in silence to long. I fear I have become your forgotten dream. He was trying all night long to get communications up to no avail the files were compromised lost to the trail. Perception changed I couldn't step back into that, I was out of phase. I see now how right you were, but I was defeated and could not here your words. The walls were white.
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Perceptions
03:59
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2000 was a static summer hot and dry. You could taste it in the air I thought it was victory but that was furthest from the truth. We only got a few more passes before the enemy began to close in. Trees drape over like such cold embrace. They had grown impatient as I lay dying at their feet. So many you will encounter but for this there is no cure. Your path is yours and yours alone to endure. Someone said rock is dead and were rave-ing all night long. Before the buzz wore off I'd grown tired of that song. I am heading into darkness in search of the light. I must get back to my feet put thing's right. Experimental to a fault you are my weakness and reason for flight. Is anyone listening is anyone there at all? Awkward and sweaty hit the switch I'm ready. Take one three fore we have no time we must endure. There is a demon in us all. Never asked you to understand I just hope my transmission is received. I've suffered in silence to long. I fear I have become your forgotten dream. He was trying all night long to get communications up to no avail the files were compromised lost to the trail. Perception changed I couldn't step back into that, I was out of phase. I see now how right you were, but I was defeated and could not here your words. The walls were white.
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Static summer
05:07
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2000 was a static summer hot and dry. You could taste it in the air I thought it was victory but that was furthest from the truth. We only got a few more passes before the enemy began to close in. Trees drape over like such cold embrace. They had grown impatient as I lay dying at their feet. So many you will encounter but for this there is no cure. Your path is yours and yours alone to endure. Someone said rock is dead and were rave-ing all night long. Before the buzz wore off I'd grown tired of that song. I am heading into darkness in search of the light. I must get back to my feet put thing's right. Experimental to a fault you are my weakness and reason for flight. Is anyone listening is anyone there at all? Awkward and sweaty hit the switch I'm ready. Take one three fore we have no time we must endure. There is a demon in us all. Never asked you to understand I just hope my transmission is received. I've suffered in silence to long. I fear I have become your forgotten dream. He was trying all night long to get communications up to no avail the files were compromised lost to the trail. Perception changed I couldn't step back into that, I was out of phase. I see now how right you were, but I was defeated and could not here your words. The walls were white.
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Tension
04:26
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Lost in the woods February 1997 I have been lead to believe. There was dust on everything. Smell is thick and strong. No window, no light, set me free. Damp carpet floor and walls reflecting the darkness back within me. Familiar painted eyes from years of music been. You've seen a lot yet I see you've seen nothing at all. Complacency kills. There is a presents baring down on me. Why must you taunt me. Where are the words to express what I feel? They do not answer. Consumed by this madness I don't understand, now lets play as fast as we can. You were a happy face yet so sad. Past, present, future no beginning no end. I swear the walls shuttered slightly at the noises we were producing. Is this just the dream within a dream, this all feels so unfamiliar to me now. Maybe it's all in my mind. You harbour this fugitive for a short time and soon it will be over. I reassure again. The tension was thick so go back to sleep, now the tape in my hands it was complete. Feeling so electric alive with confidence and accomplishment. So quickly deflated by her response to hearing Stagerot. She smiled as best she can. I know nothing but what I am. This country girl liked me and tried to understand. Is a story without tragedy to good to be true. I should right a better song, that is what I must do.
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Lost in the Revolution British Columbia
Lost In The Revolution is a cathartic hammer blow. Dense and heavy with classic melodies dark and beautifully terrifying. Lay waste to your preconceptions with epic groove and digs. While growls and jeers at every song. Their next full length album is in production as we speak. Prepare yourselves. We are all Lost in the Revolution. ... more
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