1. |
This Narrow Path
04:56
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Keep climbing and progressing through this endless dream,
Finding the strength to persevere.
Winding and Narrow is the way to you.
No matter how severe the risk, I mean to follow through,
I mean to follow through…
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3 Lines
03:31
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Say what you will, when you will to me so that I too can believe,
And have faith, within all your ways.
But wait, what was that they’d say?
My beast wore 3 Lines, 3 Lines
Don’t you
Wish you could
Don’t you
Dream you will
Don’t you
Let go and abandon all hope
I can still hear, all the lies you’d say all the dreams decay and you, won’t be long.
Soon you’ll turn away and they’ll hear me say that,
My beast wore 3 Lines, 3 Lines
Don’t you
Wish you could
Don’t you
Dream you will
Don’t you
Let go and abandon all hope
I need your strength, more than ever this time.
I fell in so deep I could not perceive that my beast came bearing 3 Lines.
bearing 3 Lines, bearing 3 Lines
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3. |
A Melody For The Hanging
02:23
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If ignorance is bliss, why do I feel such pain?
Before my heart was opened I just sought what I craved.
What we call liberty, is merely self-will run riot, run riot.
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4. |
The Root of Truth
03:30
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The pull of accumulation, self-preservation tries to guide the soul,
Away, from the root of truth and life as a whole.
Accepting the burden posed requires, a Christ-like sacrifice.
Who dares to pay this price?
And this reality we depend on for comfort and truth, it’s too subjective to prove.
Yet without surrender in all that we seek, we’re too weak.
I feel deception choking me, I stopped breathing, I stopped breathing
The means to escape my reality, I stopped breathing, I stopped breathing
How can we truly believe in a higher good while life is largely bereaved.
I saw vanity under the sun. Meaningless of meaningless, this indecision lives on.
I feel deception choking me, I stopped breathing, I stopped breathing
The means to escape my reality. I stopped breathing, I stopped breathing
All I desired was serenity, I’ve stopped believing, I’ve stopped believing
The means to escape my reality, We stopped believing in the root of truth.
I feel deception choking me, I stopped breathing, I stopped breathing.
The means to escape my reality, I stopped breathing,
I’ve stopped breathing again…
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5. |
Shine Through
04:32
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All the signs are showing, everything’s all clearer now.
Hiding things are growing, to overfill your head somehow.
Who decides what’s right or what’s wrong,
when heaven’s path could take you so long
You’re beautiful, you’re doing so well. Just don’t give in to what they sell.
Shine Through, We’ll Make it Someday
Images on your magazines, they will corrupt you eventually,
You’re all so beautiful, you’re doing so well, yah so well.
Just don’t give in to what they sell.
Shine Through, We’ll Make it Someday
Tell me things’ll be okay, You and I will find our way.
We’ll make it someday.
Shine Through, We’ll Make it Someday
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6. |
Swaying Image
04:35
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As hard as you try to betray your ways, the hatred instilled from birth wins and stays.
I feel your cries from the Earth to the sky. I wonder why,
She’s still murdered in vain
She’s still murdered in vain
She’s still murdered in vain
For what gain is she slain?
As hard as try to ignore these lies, the swaying image of truth beckons you,
I feel her cries from the Earth to the sky. She wonders why,
She’s still murdered in vain
She’s still murdered in vain
She’s still murdered in vain
For what gain is she slain?
You’ve slain her.
The root of truth still lingers in you, let it grow…
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7. |
The Retreat
02:41
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And maybe things will be okay.
The wreckage left behind will fade away.
And all the people gone so astray,
they will build a new world focused on today.
But there’s no escape, the world awaits.
There’s no escape, once you’re awake.
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Precious
01:13
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It was naive to believe that words and reason could stop apathy.
Righteous indignation, revolutionary methods are the only way to set us free.
It’s precious, this liberty, so precious self-sufficiency,
everything that’s yours belongs to me.
It’s precious, so precious.
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9. |
Modern Miracles
05:01
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Maximizing policies will serve as a catalyst,
perpetuating a common social unrest.
Yet we keep clinging, adapting to denying a justified defiance of truth.
Faith in the model remains, waiting for the day it sustains.
Primordial weakness, supports delusions and unconsciousness.
Rita, Wilma, Katrina,
time to be liberated from your bondage to decay.
Creation frustration, eager expectations, global desecration will speed up this delay.
Faith in the model remains, waiting for the day it sustains.
Primordial weakness, supports delusions and unconsciousness.
So much for your neoliberal western world without consequence. Watch resistance come full circle, watch our mother lovingly rebel.
WE BROUGHT THIS UPON OURSELVES.
Faith in the model remains, waiting for the day it sustains...
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10. |
Rebellion of the Tools
03:55
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11. |
Hollow Faces
03:23
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It’s frightening me how easily we can lose control.
There’s something growing from within,
A reckless path to fulfillment.
Every day that I’m alive, I find it harder to subside.
There is nothing left to hide I am empty now inside.
Okay, I’ll admit, I’ll go to even greater lengths for one more hit.
One more moment of bliss.
I’ll be disconnected from you, stuck in my own head.
Waiting for things to pass away.
There is nothing left to hide, I am empty now inside.
Oh Lamia, your gaze captivates.
Powerless over lust, your ways sedate me.
I watched it slipping, I know it’s fading away.
Disintegrating, it’s all caving away.
I watch me fading, I know I’m changing,
Disintegrating, fading, fading away
Hollow Faces, Hollow Faces,
all I see are,
Hollow Faces.
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12. |
The Point of Despair
01:39
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13. |
Malice
03:30
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I’ll bear this resentment. I know I am justified, in this holy genocide.
Justice is my aim. Crucify the dissident, and the prophet just the same.
Mutual ill will, leading to enmity and more disaster.
The cycle carries on. We become what we’ve undone.
I am the icon of dogmatic hypocrisy.
I am become exalted thanks to global tragedy.
Mutual ill will, leading to enmity and more disaster.
The cycle carries on. I’ve become what I’ve undone
I’m one of you now. I’m just like you now, I’m one of you.
I’m just like you.
I’m one of you now, I’m just like you now, I’m just like you,
I’m one of you.
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14. |
The Hanging
10:11
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Is there anyway, is there anywhere to hide from the stares and remain unaware.
The reckoning of your innocence, the development of consciousness.
Are the hanging happier swaying there?
Should we interfere? Should we even care?
Are the ignorant, really stronger like this?
Is it really bliss?
We are damaged, bleeding from the fall.
The knowledge we seek, will not free us at all.
Helplessly flawed somewhere inside,
Do you believe this lie?
Why do we choose to ignore those oppressed?
Somehow on our own we will discern what is best.
This thinker’s disease has overtaken plea.
We’re not as strong as we would like to believe.
We are damaged, bleeding from the fall.
The knowledge we see, will not free us at all.
Helplessly flawed somewhere inside,
Do you believe this lie?
If ignorance is bliss, why did I feel such pain?
Before my heart was opened I just sought what I craved.
What we call liberty, is merely self-will run riot.
Are the hanging happier swaying there?
Should we interfere? Should we even care?
Are the ignorant, really stronger like this?
Is it really bliss?
We are damaged, bleeding from the fall.
The knowledge we see, will not free us at all.
Helplessly flawed somewhere inside,
Do you believe this lie?
Do you believe this lie?
Do you believe this lie, these lies, this lie?
BELIEVE THIS LIE.
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