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Intro
01:01
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MEAT(h)
03:13
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[Fox news report: move over, cocaine, get lost, heroin, and forget pot. There's a new drug on the streets – meth. And it's unlike any drug ever.]
Staggering along the street,
Can't stand straight.
Shooting obscenities in all directions
empowered
It's all cloudy, the world is so fucking slow.
I'm the storm wizard
Forecasting a black morning.
[Alex Stalcup, drug treatment expert: There has never been a drug like this. And I very much want people to stop thinking about the current metamphetamine like that diet pill they took when they were in college. Drug is stronger and lasts longer, it produces more violence. It's simplier and easier in make, and unlike cocaine, which has to be imported, this is a homegrown drug.]
[Addict: When I do speed, I have nothing else to do than look for motherfuckers to break down, cause I think that everybody is fucking lame and I love violence. It just powers me up, bro.]
Led to believe a life saving miracle,
Like gullible lamb sent to slaughter.
Plugged to the opposite side of a feeding tube,
Milk me dry, my meth daddy
[Addict: It makes people steal, it makes people kill, it makes people just fuck on a wheel and deal.]
[Alex Stalcup, drug treatment expert: Teenagers are using this drug. Crack cocaine was very largely an adult phenomena, and probably a third of our metamphetamine users are under 17.]
[Addict: If I have speed – that's the best drug for me in the world. It's better than pot, it's better than acid. When I do drugs, I do not wanna do drugs to OD, I'm not intending to OD.]
Ascend the crystal mountain
Come close to god.
Dangling from the ceiling
A punching bag.
I've come to be
I've got to be
I've come to being fucking meat.
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3. |
The Sun
04:29
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Baptize me in the sun
Anoint me with light
My lungs are cursed,
Can't call for help, restrained.
I drag my flesh to light
I am illuminated by darkness
Chained to the bed in a basement,
All I can hear are the rats
Crawling inside the crumbling walls of my sanity.
I fail to remember the human voice,
My mouth is shut and teeth torn out.
Remove my skin devoid of touch.
Show me the sun
I can't let go of the memories of your tortured face lit up by the morning light.
I'm trying, trying to bury myself from the rising tide, from the rising tide
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4. |
Epitaph
02:41
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Songs of rape and vain transgression –
Like children voices echoing along the empty halls.
No place for hope, no place like home.
Your twisted skin,
(enlivens me)
Your bruised lips,
(that solace me)
Your broken smile,
(that shelter me) –
The color of my heart.
You'll never live,
(I'll never die)
You'll never breathe.
Bury me and leave my bones alone.
Mark my grave with broken mirror on the hill.
Here lay our dreams to pieces shattered
By an echo of battles we fought and lost.
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5. |
Deceitful Eyes
04:57
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You know these deceitful eyes,
They lure you into blue.
The silent song of siren.
Nihility is waiting there for you.
Imprisoned in a self-made hell.
Integrity is gone.
Forever trapped in the abyss.
Skinned alive and stripped of dignity.
Searching for yourself at the bottom of the bottle
Only to fall into the blue.
Shattered glass,
Broken faces,
Severed ties,
Disowned kin,
The decisions.
A lost cause,
Low life.
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6. |
Nematode
06:25
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The lies,
Imaginary world you created.
Gilded padded cell
You can't escape.
Hiding behind the mirror –
The face,
The horror.
Illusion fades,
Grey walls emerge,
You watch yourself in a mirror room.
You cannot see,
You can't perceive
Your shattered self.
Wallowing in shade of former self.
You cannot hide behind your broken shell.
Obscure
The view,
Suppress the visions of a perfect world.
Break free,
Remove the rainbow coating from your cell.
Forward thrust
To freedom.
Face the face,
Face the face,
The horror
It's always been me versus me.
I am to blame for my own sins –
Blight on my sanity.
Wallowing in shade of former self
Stealing the air
From others,
All empathy is gone.
Taking it all for granted –
"I am the king of my own world."
Walking all over those
Surrounding me and lending a helping hand.
A fucking life-long competition,
A man is a wolf to another man.
I'm a nematode,
I'm a fucking parasite.
I'm a nematode,
I'm a fucking parasite.
Wallowing in shade of former self
Feel the weight of the decisions you made,
Under the sun we're all but one.
Time after time i keep hearing again
The same fucking excuse: "the whole world's against me."
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7. |
Green Sand
03:34
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Nuclear waste and gasoline spilled on the fabric of reality.
No clarity of mind, our vision's blurred for we are blind in ignorance.
Like a twisted artist layering paint we turned the world to green.
Depleted soil no longer yields,
Life withers in its tint of green.
Let it burn,
Let it burn,
Let it burn,
Let it fucking burn!
I drench my eyes in kerosene
The world has turned to dust
Of color green
Let it fucking burn!
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Uoke Chelyabinsk, Russia
Doing filth singlehandedly. One-man band.
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