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Resonance
04:34
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You are right chasing for the endless glory
your sense is tied to the winsome handsomeness
Your sense is tied, your sense is tied
This new life is meant to thrill
We've got the bid, the ties to control it
We don't care, don't give a shit
Your moral is our strength, your myopia is our ken, you're part of a play
You solely fight its symptoms, whilst you debate we force the cause
We change the rules at discretion
and you are taking part to execute our will
The end is on display
forcing ‘Does’ to aim high
The end is on display
forcing ‘John Does’ to aim high
We've got the bid, the ties to control it
Higher goals, blinder pax, better chance for certainty, wealth and staidness
This is our link and you are just aboard
The need to stand the pace, an urge of very presence
Lost contact to sensations
All experience, just further estrangement
more and more loose structure
Blurring with your haste, you're just attached
in thoughts ahead, getting lost in alternate worlds
Conscience disturbance
Forlorn, in search of resonance
Searching for answers in a world that will not respond
We've got the bid, the ties to control it
Yeah this new life is meant to be numb
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Framing The White Noise
04:13
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To the young guidance seeking consumers of our play,
we know your weakness good enough not to tell you about the chances it reveals
Show no weakness
It is hard to believe, you didn't achieve what you've been told to pursue
All that goes with being esteemed is already somebody's trait and ready for purchase
Life's a dissection of one's life into bold pieces
Parts compose the whole
there's no sense in searching for emergence
So you're left with this pledge
chasing teasers and we know your weakness
Disjoint parts, hollow parts, of a whole
Guidance and identity stay a mere promise
We are framing white noise
Lost in noise, attention-seeking computes the space
but you're lost in a mire of dreams
Nuances fade, buried by vain answers to whatever may arise
out of a whole, from your indistinct self
Drawn to fakes, drawn to miasma
You embrace patterns of fake identities
Modern days, days of tapestry
We frame the indifference
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Obsolete
04:04
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Old ideas in new guises to distract from the truth
I am the state, commonweal's crown
this holy treasure will trickle down, dead honest
Ready and insane, I am the scourge of your vanity
so let me out of this cage, it's been your promise
It is my right to conquer love and humanity so let me out of this law
the rights of man shall fall, they’re obsolete
So be it, brace yourself and grasp the mantle
New insights, free your mind, free the market
Yes I see it, yes i feel it
I hear the stock market say “your liberty is a dinosaur”
so let us keep control, we've got the answers
You make yourself a brand that’s sold on condition of a concealed servitude
Resilience is a must, you're obsolete
So be it, brace yourself and grasp the mantle
New insights, free your mind, free the market
That's old hat, brace yourself, don't sell yourself short
Horse hockey, free your mind, free the market
Good old days occur
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A Crutch For Cowards
05:05
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Mindless talk
Different wrong perceptions are still in incongruence
but both exceeding the edge of striking ignorance
Consequently sowing randomness
wisely, warning, raising the fist for the relativist's talk
“We're bound in contexts
we can't transcend our view
no one has ever left her mind
Sociality defines all ways and means”
Oh my god, is this the reason to say
“No doubt, all life is relative today, merely views”
Oh my god, this is the mantra of failed turncoats
Turncoats, turncoats
Uncomplex answers for a complex circumstance
and relativistic claims about postulates
Oh - these are just brothers in thought and cause
The relativist's talk, a crutch for cowards
Equal significance finally equals indifference
Spirits that you've cited, your commands ignore
Convictions like dogmas
crude and immunized
No more antithetic thoughts
for sure, belike
No more incoherence
I'm lost in a circle, circularity results
It's all mindless, drop these concepts
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Oh, save yourself, flee the curse
Paid to see the light of some far future
giving you hope
All those western promises
breaking the last ties
to be at mercy of utilization
It is your number, that's your worth
would you kindly explain your own contribution to the nation’s wealth
We place your life in queue
Why should you break ranks
If we toss the coin
would your life turn out to be worth our half-hearted try
How far would you crawl
to bow down to an equal logic of blame
Go, break your ego, seal your fate
This fable needs a storyteller
Readapt your actions well
You’re ready to be the c*nt inside their frame
This is the logic of existence, a social law we chase
We line up and, as fate has it, the real odd man out is you
And will we toss the coin before you scrap the plan to contribute your share
Break your ego, seal your fate
storytellers need a victim
Reimburse our mercy, pay
The invoice of human rights is billed to you
This is the logic of existence
a social law must pursue
Yeah just the fight for existence
a social law we chase
We line up and, as fate has it, the real odd man out is you
Devour the strange
Keep the fear that made you flee
in the guise of your utility
Exploiting is neat, since we are the lesser curse
Praising the fiasco in our world
to support those actions deemed as fate, deemed as your fate
All the ethics we spread
dash against the gap between mindset versus deed
Raise consent, raise consent again
for a future of candor
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Deceit
04:43
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Ready for the fight of approval,
to be the doggy who’s up to date
Ready to act beyond reason
Whoever may cast the rod, I will take the bait to feed my inner void
These parts became my jail
I don’t remember the days beneath a sky
Drowned in white noise all fragments are alike in their lack of true substance
They are the inane means under their maker’s thumb
Any meaning is gone, devoured by a principle, bound to circumstance
Every circumstance is unique
Different situations need different solutionst
which contradict themselves
The janus-faced maxime
designed to market commonalities of interest
among preferable beings without specific traits
The economic concept can’t replace an action ethics
an arbitrary personhood is just contradictious
I won’t be someone to trust
You embrace patterns, we frame the white noise
I’m living in-between patterns of heteronomy
so you always get the best of me, any self you may desire
Living a lie, living like a better me, sans flaws
You always get the best of me, you always get the best of my art
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Lost Vital Spark Linz, Austria
Lost Vital Spark is a modern melodic death metal band from Linz, Austria. A mix of modern and traditional melodic death metal, dynamic tempo changes and tight musicianship flowing together into complex arrangements. At a time when quality is being replaced by quantity and is still being sold as groundbreaking, Lost Vital Spark are able to stand out of the masses, without riding the trend wagon. ... more
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