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Suckling pigs
01:48
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Licking your lips, it’s delicious
Force-fed delight
But the apples and raisins put in your mouth
Won’t be yours in the end
Like suckling pigs fattened for a feast X 2
The debt will be paid
When it has marinated long enough
We’ll claim our prime cut
Like suckling pigs fattened for a feast X 2
All the piggies are here now
They got fat for their feast
Look how they're smiling
The pigs are all here
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Turn to dust
01:18
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Watch it turn to dust
Watch it all disintegrate
Time and time again
Foundations crack
Turn to dust
Time and time again
I’ve seen rocks turn to nothing
Crushed by a fundamental weight
It all turns to dust
Into dust
Rip up into shreds
Turn to dust X2
Destruction never rests
Turn to dust X2
There’s a new beginning after every end but after every beginning waits another end that’s more final
I’ve seen rocks turn to nothing
Crushed by a fundamental weight
It all turns to dust
Into dust
Rip up into shreds
Turn to dust X2
Destruction never rests
Turn to dust X2
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Discipline
01:27
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Wakes one day and feels the weight
The radio keeps vomiting death
To defy a suppressed dread
He makes sure that he maintains
Militant
Discipline
Species death, market bust
A mind comes warped by the world’s unrest
Molding, sculpting, shape perfect
Making sure that he maintains
Militant
Discipline
Militant
Discipline
Discipline
Militant
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V.D.
01:28
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See me – Electric eye
Zoom, enhance, amplify
Capture – Through your lens
Without your gaze, would I exist?
To be a statistic, makes me warm
It helps me feel real
In this virtual disease X 2
Disease
See me – Electric eye
Translate affects into stats
Rip up – Boundaries
Am I more than reflection
To be a statistic, makes me warm
It helps me feel real
In this virtual disease X 2
Disease
To be me
To be real
Reflected in a mass of screens
Destroy
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No compass
02:18
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A light too dim
Guides my step
Bound to make me fall
Sure to make me slip
Through soot
Through filth X2
Through layers I can’t see
Cut by stones
Blistered and beat
Feelings of dread
I proceed to seek refuge
Through soot
Through filth X2
Through layers I can’t see
Language starts to fail
Feelings of dread
An ink-like darkness
Thickening my breath
There’s no compass, but a dying light
And I just wanna get out
Through soot
Through filth X2
Through layers I can’t see
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