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Smug
03:25
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Prettier than thou, holier than thou - you're much the same, much the same and you drive me insane.
You are not famous, we're not your famous either - suck it up like the filth in your media.
Smug.
Round and round in circles, perceiving nothing, yet so much to say, so cutting edge this way.
Ultra connected and isolated, I'm just a remnant not your fad of the day.
Smug.
A hollow ego fills the room, so unique yet bred to consume.
Vile pigs roll around in greed, chewing the cud of your digital feed.
Smug,
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Bones
04:18
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The air is cold, lungs grasp and strain, rapture and punishment - one and the same.
Saints are made relics, sinners a pyre, once a house of purity, a keepsake I desire. All your malice for me, poured into the sullen earth, the part that hates the most - the love that I deserve.
Your bones a memory that sinews long to cling, can't let go of the way you gave a home to my sin.
Your bones are mine.
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Guise
04:38
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I carry that sickness for you, bait the crowd so they adore you, and you bless me with the means to live in your goldfish bowl.
The snake will eat it's tail, full-circle the system fails, the underdog is on the rise, that's why I need my .. guise.
Keep the illusion ticking over, cause' nothing moves without a threat. Play the game til' you're in over your head, tell us all it's for the best.
The snake will eat it's tail, full-circle the system fails, we live by bathing in lies, that's why I need my .. guise.
True self will always remain a black sheep in lamb's clothing. You can tell your flock I've gone insane, but you need me to cover your weakness and pain.
True self can never be stamped out, a dark dog in lamb's clothing, a thorn in the side of your deceit, but now I'm made of untruths too.
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Machinehost
03:39
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Pure voltage the warm ones fear.
The urge is old, commands are clear
The beat is cold, like the heart of a ghost.
Show your master you need it most.
Machinehost - kill the distance, get in close.
Machinehost - long live the new flesh!
Machinehost - sinews grind against the grain.
Machinehost - blackest blood, oil in veins.
Machine-host or machine-slave?
One is born, the other is made.
You are my tool and I am your puppet,
try to resist but you'll never stop it.
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Three Rooks Records UK
Micro-label from the UK, dedicated to heavy, dark and forward-thinking sounds from underground artists.
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