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The Cistern Purge
02:42
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On no oh no
No my well is broken
It doesn’t hold anything
Spit dry sand from my mouth
This was supposed to be everything
All I could dream
Yeah, but it holds nothing for me
I don’t want to trust in myself anymore
Yeah anymore
Cause all I’ll be drinking
Is streams of destruction
Oh no oh no
I cannot rely on broken – misshapen memories
This will not sustain – this will not sustain
It will not remain – it cannot
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2. |
Kill and Walk Away
03:36
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One carnal thought, slip of the tongue, or outright
Lie to hush my soul from letting me know that I’m overcome
Analyze and inspect the cause of all this selfishness, though never blaming self
This is my fault, all my own fault, not owning up to the unwelcome fact I’ve welcomed all along
I’ve lost my hold of all my control, not really lost at all, just given up everything I owned
So take this thought, take this deed or whatever it may be
Grab it by the neck and throw it down and drag it hastily
Into the center of the light within the center of my life
There’s going to be a killing here – but it won’t be me
Lying down, laying dead upon the ground
Oh no, I’ll stand cause you enable me to stand
And you allow me to fall but then you pick me up again
And this is how I learn I’m nothing without you
This ain’t right – it’s not all right
It’s gone too far for me to fix it
So once again you must remind me
It’s never been within my reach
To right myself, to come off clean
So right my spirit and create a new heart in me
And it may take a long long while
But I’m waiting and still, I’m yielded and still
I told myself, we told ourselves
That it wouldn’t end like this but now it’s looking just like this
This is all I can take, grab the hammer – drive the stake
Into the heart of every piece of me that’s pulling me down
This means murder, this means kill and walk away
This means freedom from myself and a longing for a change
This means murder – this is murder – the only way out past myself is liberating murder
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Binary
04:25
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We've circled this mountain long enough for the both of us to be there and back again - to be there and back and there and back and we've straddled this line, feet planted firmly on both sides, and kept walking and said nothing for far too long.
Roll back your sleeves and apply a little elbow grease. You and I are going to cut against the grain, stop doing things the same way that they've always been. Someone should do something but right now if we're the only somebodies we see, then I guess it's up to you and you guess it's up to me. Yeah, it's up to you and me.
Last time was the last time that we go around and come around again. Last time was the what time? The last time.
And it may be frustrating and it might be a mess. This might stretch us to the snapping point, yeah, this might be a test. But we won't snap and we won't break and in the end it will make us say, "It doesn't get any better than this."
This is not about letting go. It's not about you and me. This is taking hold of life that truly is.
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I an Eutychus
02:51
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I once bled but now instead I’ve got a callous and a scar and I’m not bleeding
And a new suspicion that my heart is soundly sleeping
My blurring memory longs to remind me
Of days when I was alive, awake, and I still had feeling
Why can’t I bleed my emotion ignore my own self sympathies
Snuff out my indifference sing of hope yeah sing a song of praise
Warm your hands bring me back to life
Oh I know I’m greater than this, yeah greater in your sight
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It’s guaranteed that this is going to hurt while
My heart is ripped and scattered with goodbyes and
My weary soul just longs for sleep – the cave-in’s close
And it’s killing me to see how young I am, and how far I came
And how long I still have yet to go
I already know I feel more alive
When I get hit swinging – when I put up a fight
I know it’s comfortable to be content
But cowardice brings defeat so effortlessly
So I’ll take pain, I’ll painstakingly
Take the pain as that which sets free
Cause I can’t get out without a fight
It may take a knife stabbed through my heart along with a goodbye
That is so bittersweet it seems caught between my dreams and reality
Wake up to find that I’m alive only when I start to bleed
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Nicollet Island
04:12
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Desperate times will always call for desperate means – but this is the worst I’ve seen
Come take a trip with me up the mighty Mississippi to Nicollet Island
Go ahead, take a look around and report back what you’ve found
Leave no cobblestone unturned in this silent old ghost town
It appears to me that this pretty scene is really just a lie
I think we’re in for a surprise – I think there’s more than meets the eye
Kick the can, ghost in the graveyard, Annie Annie Annie I over
all these things should be going on
While uncle Bob is out firing up the grill and aunty Sue cleans up the patio, and cousin Kip is stuck mowing the lawn
So where are all the people? They’re gathered underground
Go back past old man Joseph’s tool shed and take a look around
Just push aside the brush pile and tiptoe down the stairs
And let your eyes adjust to flickering lights, your lungs to musty air
And tune your ears to hear, in the eerie silence, a low and distant hum
Accompanied by the pop and hiss of capacitors that slowly charge
And the release like the firing of a gun
The brightest and the best are all at CERN but rest assured
The second best are here
Standing by to power up and throw the switch and pull the plug
And watch all you know suddenly disappear
There’s a fine line between madness and genius
There’s a fine, fine line between terror and science
And they say they can build a particle accelerator
And they say they can make a black hole
And they say if they don’t get a ransom for every single one of us
Then they say it’ll swallow up the world
It’s pretty simple, all they’ve got to do
Is isolate and antiproton and a proton in a tube
And then accelerate until they reach some near luminal speed
And then collide to create a singularity
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2003ub313 Minneapolis, Minnesota
Andrew, Matt, Jason, and Chad play screamy punk rock about life being rad. Really rad. Turns out knowing Jesus is super awesome - better than we could've imagined. Let's turn it up and yell about it.
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