Spiders

by Sicktronic

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1.
04:31
Honest Lie Omen of tragedy You’d like to be wrong A prayer to the muse and Gods So terribly sung Crack cocaine driven Saturn Day No new ways to cope Rebellion in apathy Such a cathartic fuck Don’t leave me here Lost without hope A chocking stroke Please, don’t stop Sold, your already goddamned soul All the way up to the sky I forgive you, ‘cause you’re my friend Swallow down my honest lie I’ve got something I need to scream I’ve got something I need to learn I’ve got something I need to hate But nothing to earn Don’t leave me here Lost without hope A chocking stroke Please, don’t stop
2.
04:24
2. Guy Fawkes Who’s to blame for the Londoness? The empty chaos, the violence In this city, the stars don’t shine Yes, is just a single word lie Guts thrilled from every scratch Feels like falling through the cracks Straight down to the never where Neverwhere Closed my eyes, so that I could see A love song as a sanctuary The human nature reflecting God Contaminating, killing, raping, feed my grudge The sins they’ve done, drove them insane Give ‘em a conscience, give ‘em a name Lights are flashing, the mood is dark A thousand words, but not a good one In the city with the yellow sky Fag smoking, ugly, pregnant wives Re-programmed reality Download addiction, insanity A modern day Guy Fawkes ‘Cause super heroes are comatose Lights it up, it goes all in flames The city burnt down to a shallow grave I feel bad, will you please stay? To make love, make it go away ‘Cause no one is just like you I need to forget about feeling forever doomed Hate straight to the point, selfish memory loss Don’t cry out, lust is joy.
3.
Experiment Control I don’t want to be bothered I just need to be alone Since we met is getting harder To sleep with that post-fisting remorse Next in line this new toy Tons of powdered greed dissolved Fix in order to destroy No, you are coming back for more In the end, It’s a mess And that’s the best thing you’ll ever get Then you mess it more More than you already done In the end, It’s OK And that’s the worst thing you’ll ever get Then you mess it more More than you already done To manipulate the future To experiment control Does it make you feel better? Does it justify the loss? In the end, It’s a mess And that’s the worst thing you’ll ever get Then you mess it more More than you already done In the end, It’s OK And that’s the best thing you’ll ever get Then you find a way to mess it more More than you already done
4.
Instrumental
5.
02:50
Telescreen I’m sick of watching my enemies Defaced, confessions on telescreen Left out, unwanted ignored The cast outs, fucked up, bored I’d join, but sorry I can’t ‘Cause I ain’t got nothing left To pray to fix or smoke And switch my brain off This is paranoid, This is paranoid Discriminate when something’s wrong The more I live the less I know Defiled, dead soul Screaming out of control I’d take part but sorry I can’t ‘Cause I ain’t got nothing left, To take, to shoot, to fuck And switch my brain off This is paranoid, This is paranoid There is no way to make it stop I have no way to make it stop Is there a way to make it stop? The things I really don’t need I’d join, but sorry I can’t ‘Cause I ain’t got nothing left To pray to fix or smoke And switch my brain off This is paranoid, This is paranoid Reflected by this silly rant of claustrophobic thoughts The bombs exploding everywhere, the end is getting close It won’t give you answers, that’s the way it goes Just feed upon this stupid shit, and die, yeah!
6.
God Is Confused Watching another scene on the damn screen Like it is truncheon fed They are forcing it, spreading it, we are craving it I had enough Breaking out this cage Tragedy and rage Gods and stupid laws Make me wonder Why are the fathers Killing the mother You and your brother Forced to sacrifice Hides in the shadow Room of the buttons With gospels and bibles As the only reason why Here is another scream for your deaf ears Like it has been never said I’m shouting it, questioning the authority and the director’s cut The lies they sell to you Poisoning the view Made you think you are dumb It’s time to wake up Watching the mother Killed by the fathers You and your brother Forced to sacrifice Hides in the shadow Room of the buttons Gospels and bibles Still no reason why Watching the fathers Killing the mother Forcing your brother Slave to the power Hides in the shadow Fed by Mc Donald Marked with a barcode Ready to die
7.
Shadows Give me silence Give me nothing Give me shadows Give me seas Give me anything Anything that breathes, Anything that really wants to live Give me noises Give me voices Give me joy Give me nonsense A little drip of water Hold me, hold me In peace, in shadows In karma, in magma In love, in hate In early, in late Give me silence Give me nothing Give me empty Give me shadows Give me trees Give me seas Give me anything Anything that breathes, Anything that really wants to live Give me music Give me noises Give me notions Give me voices Give me joy Give me nonsense A little drip of water, a little drip of pointless Hold me, hold me In peace, in shadows In karma, in magma In love, in hate In early, in late
8.
The Damage Is Done I turn the pain in words Cause I don’t want to feel I try to make it stop Making it unreal The aesthetic of hate The beauty of death The sadness of fate I know this Everyone’s looking as a final insult No one speaking The damage is done Pain fades away Memories blur The wounds will heal But scars won’t disappear It feeds upon my soul Eats my brain Flows in my veins I know this Everyone’s looking as a final insult No one speaking The damage is done Everyone staring as a final insult No one speaking The damage is done
9.
Beating A Dead Horse Black confusion portrait Caught in between My own lingering thoughts Secret pictures of her Laughing in tears She don’t want anymore Every reason and feeling hurt constantly I escape and replace my own emptiness From the ashes of dreams I built nothingness And I won’t let it go While fading, it tears me up inside Can’t forget or say goodbye It evocates and burns Again and again It will never be mine, only mine Every reason and feeling hurt constantly I escape and replace my own emptiness From the ashes of dreams I built nothingness Just so you know While fading, it tears me up inside Can’t forget or say goodbye It evocates and burns Again and again It will never be mine, only mine
10.
Instrumental

credits

released July 1, 2012

Drums – Altexsusan (tracks: 5,6,9), Ste "Zeroin" (tracks: 7)
All Other Instruments – Sicktronic
Producer – Sicktronic
Vocals – Alice Dionis (tracks: 7) & Sicktronic

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