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Laplace's Demon
03:00
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I've been looking for a meaning
In life and in all things
Used to assume our will is free
It felt so clear to me
But I finally realized
I just fed myself lies
I had to wipe out the bullshit
Piling up on my eyes
I'm done believing that someday we'll understand
I'm done trusting everything makes sense in the end
We're all deaf and blind to the true motion of our days
So use your fucking brain for a change
One predetermined, unique path
But the wrong way to think
A stupid cognitive bias
Making us idiotic
Oh, thank you, Jesus Christ
You left a legacy
Constraining our thought model was your idea, but...
I'm done believing that someday we'll understand
I'm done trusting everything makes sense in the end
It will be too late once your cold, lifeless body lays
So use your fucking brain for a change
We may not control anything
Over the course of this great causal chain
But I refuse to say it means
Making any choice would only be vain
Second-guess what you hear
Deconstruct what you fear
Don't let your mind be filled with fairy tales of yesteryear
A prison in your head
A so-called masterplan
A dogma of delusional conformity
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Total Rip-Off
03:01
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We're blindfolded
Absent-minded
Taken aback
Amnesiac
We've been lead to believe
This is the only way
To be, to our utter dismay
Deprived of liberty
Drawing lines in the dirt
When we could meet and make our voice be heard
We need to awaken
And see through the glass
Are we gonna let them
Rip us off our life
Or take it back?
Above us all
So-called control
You won't listen
Can't understand
But you're frozen in time
For you, the end is nigh
It's far too late to compromise
We'll lead you to believe
Our way's the only way
We'll live to see another day
We need to arise from
These cradles of sloth
Concealing our freedom
To boundaries we've outgrown
We need to awaken
And see through the glass
We're not gonna let you
Rip us off our life
We'll take it back
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3. |
Over The Moon (And Back)
03:35
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Dumbstruck
When you plunged your gaze into me
From your mouth, the river ran free
Bringing rain onto dried out land
Breaking through the dam
But your tail is tied up
And you're trapped in the flames
Of that private hell of your own
Hope is decaying
Every night, you're dining
In Pandemonium
Always swimming against the tide
To the risk of being left behind
They turn a blind eye
Always casting yourself ashore
Or letting them drag you down to the seafloor
And once again...
Dumbstruck
When you poured your heart out to me
A rush of electricity
Through my nerves, stretching out my hand
Crashing down
Like a wave
A glistening, cooling aura
A mesmerizing mantra
I'm listening to intently
And suddenly, everything lightens
Diving to the heavens
Floating away
In a pas de deux
Dancing in the lunar mare
Otherworldly
Words are empty
But I looked back
Like I'm Granny
The ocean go down the drain
Sturm und drang underway
The bubble burst off
Paradise lost
The moon breaks in half
Echoing a dark laugh
Phobos and Deimos pierce
The night for the apocalypse
The sky is ablaze
The sun burning with rage
With no salvaging chain to pull
Stroked to dizziness
All alone with your head
Spinning out of control
I didn't tip the scales in time
To anchor but not weigh on your mind
Undying undine
I'll pray for you to leave the shore
Of Inferno and surface from this abyss
Not left to drown anymore
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4. |
Waiting For Players
03:34
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Screaming like your back's against the wall
Tripping yourself up to fall
Victim to this crippling immaturity
Screening out any intelligence
Impaling yourself on the fence
Lulled into a false sense of security
But there's a flower blooming
Off the top of an unmarked grave
A sapling rising from scorched earth
Spring will come to make everything anew
Time will go onward
You'd better get in on it too
Shy eyes, always run into the ground
Shooting high-angle, earthbound
Sheltering from your own reflection in theirs
White lies to the others, to yourself
To remain upon the shelf
Trying hard not to see you're trapped in a maze
But there's a flower blooming
Off the top of an unmarked grave
A sapling rising from scorched earth
Spring is here, making everything anew
Time to quit biting the helping hand
Grab it and let it pull you through
You can't control those dreadful odds
Finding yourself at a crossroads
Searching for a way to egress
A work in progress
On the learning path to let go
Of your avarice, your ego
Hell is other people, but only if you make them so
Power yourself but don't be blind
You're a part of the gestalt mind
Let there be light to thrust the trust from inside out
Alone and empty
Feeling let down, left out
Afraid and angry
Expecting both too much and not enough
Life is but a game
You have to play to win
Caring's the hard mode
But it's easier cooperating
It's less scarring
The server's running, I'm logged on
I'm waiting for players to join
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