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Armed for Revolution
03:50
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When the world's wicked
Be wicked back
Don't take no shit
Don't let no one climb on your back
Cynical, so cynical
The pinnacle is your own existence
You are the pinnacle of your own existence
The fog, the mist, your dreamy state
You are the pinnacle of your own existence
Violence is the cause of evil
Evil is the cause of evil
Violence is the cause of embittered people
Cynical, so cynical
The pinnacle is your own existence
You are the pinnacle of your own existence
The fog, the mist, your dreamy state
You are the pinnacle of your own existence
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2. |
A Heart that Riots
04:59
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Watch it all burn
As the world spins
Through riots
The world above and below
Sweep you off your feet
A heart
As the world spins through riots
Riots
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3. |
Hate Machine
04:07
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Stop the Clocks
Catastrophic
Pandemonium
Plagues of Egypt
Come on, come on now
How, now, brown, cow
Fate's no mate, no mate of mine
I'd rather mine all hate and hate alas will kill all love
And love will be a crime to the hate machine
What's the meaning
Meaning of this
Pandemonium
Ignorance is bliss
Come on, come on now
How, now, brown, cow
Fate's no mate, no mate of mine
I'd rather mine all hate and hate alas will kill all love
And love will be a crime to the hate machine
What's the meaning
Meaning of this
All pandemonium
Ignorance is bliss
Come on, come on now
How, now, brown, cow
Fate's no mate, no mate of mine
I'd rather mine all hate and hate alas will kill all love
And love will be a crime to the hate machine
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4. |
Scumbag
03:57
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Sorry
Close the blinds so I can't see my empty world
I regret what I thought
But was not
Just a pipe dream
I've been a mess I must admit
That wasn't me
I was a scumbag
Drifted from who I am
Couldn't look you in the eye
That didn't sit well with me
Actions speak louder words
My thoughts were filled with emotional hurts
I was a hate machine
Actions speak louder words
My thoughts were filled with emotional hurts
I was a hate machine
I feel sorrow, disgust for
Being so cold
Fought that devil on my shoulder
Who said I had to be
A hate machine
My empty world
Actions speak louder words
My thoughts were filled with emotional hurts
I was a hate machine
Actions speak louder words
My thoughts were filled with emotional hurts
I was a hate machine
So sorry
Close the blinds so I can't see the empty world
So sorry
Close the blinds so the world can't see my empty self
So sorry
Make your bed, now lie in it scumbag
So sorry
Make your bed, now lie in it scumbag
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5. |
Against Machines
04:23
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Working men | unite
Of all countries | unite
In our veins | unite
Against the machine | unite
Against tyranny | unite
Against idiocy | unite
Against Ivory towers | unite
Under the stars above | unite
In name of love | unite
They’ll be nothing left | unite
For our children | unite
Get rid of your nukes | unite
President evils | unite
Overgrown egos | unite
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6. |
Centralia
04:18
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Hey Lucifer, puppets, puppets on a string
No Man’s Land
Hidden bunkers of gas, gas that kill
No Man’s Land
Sinkholes appear, appear beneath your feet
No Man’s Land
Quiet whispers of what use to be, can be seen
No Man’s Land
That poor boy was nearly swallowed, swallowed whole
No Man’s Land
They ran, they ran, they left in droves, they ran, they ran, they swam in droves
No Man’s Land
The fires that rage, that rages on , rages on beneath
No Man’s Land
200 more years, under the quiet streets
No Man’s Land
Does the devil lie and wait, under the streets
No Man’s Land
Does the devil lie and wait, under the streets
No Man’s Land
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I am a beast
Disease will absolve me
Killing
Dear boss
I shan't stop ripping
I am a lost cause
Eat goodness, drown out hate
Eat goodness, drown out hate
Snap the crows by their necks
Watch the sky darken overhead
Transit Vans
Who took the kids, took the kids
The killer clowns
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8. |
Lull after the Storm
05:28
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Dark in a lonely place
Lost in my mind
Away from me
Away from me
You keep me being me
Every night, every night
Away from me
Away from me
You have lulled me in
And I cannot escape
You have lulled me in
And I can't help myself
You have lulled me in
And I don't where to hide, when to laugh, to cry and who I am
You keep me being me
Losing weight, can't think straight
Away from me
Away from me
You have lulled me in
And I cannot escape
You have lulled me in
And I can't help myself
You have lulled me in
And I don't know whether to hide, to laugh, to cry, or who I am
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9. |
Backfields
04:22
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Waterfalls and
Waterfalls and
Fishing hook eyes
Fishing hook eyes
In the grassland
Under the woodland
Through the dark
Down the backfields
Down the backfields
Through the light
In the woodlands
Under a bunker
Under a bunker
Old shock
With those red eyes
Under a bunker
Down the backfields
Fishing hook eyes
In the grassland
In the grassland
Under the woodland
Down the backfields
Down the backfields
Down the backfields
Down the backfields
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10. |
Deja Vu
03:58
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I love to
Love to hate you
I'll destroy you
I'll make you die again
Opened up your box
I crept inside
Took out your thoughts
And trampled on them 'til they died
You dirty little pretty thing
Blackened petals all of sin
In those eyes that say nothing
A heart that beats no rhythm
I love to
Love to hate you
I'll destroy you
I'll make you die again
I cannot breath
I cannot see
Blinded by the hate machine
That happy state has gone to sleep
It's buried dead twenty foot deep
Because that perfect you
Because that perfect sun
Because that sullen rain from which you run
It takes my hand, wraps it up, deja vu and I'm sick of love
Hurting knots, stomach knots, all because
I love to
Love to hate you
I'll destroy you
I'll make you die again
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11. |
The Dictator is Dead
04:11
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Hail the hate machine
The dictator is dead
A cog in the machine
From saint to sinner
Pack your bags and leave
Hail the hate machine
Wrapped in your silence
When is a chair a chair?
Four walls that will suffocate you
Pack you bags and leave
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12. |
Ventriloquist
08:28
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She should have known better
Some might say
Judge her all you like
Some might say
So selfish, so selfish of her
Some might say
She should have known better
Some might say
She lay staring up at the trees
Left behind all those that care
Just because you cannot see it
Doesn't mean it isn't there
Wore the persona made for her
Even when life wasn't fair
Dead in the woods behind the hospital
A final act? Or a cry of despair?
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