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Primitive Load
06:17
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Brace for the moire that comes at the ending
Take comfort that it's the only given
A guarantee
I'm flying on the backs of lesser angels
My feet laden with a primitive load
I can't believe the wreckage I made on the way
I'm in a trance but make no mistake
My eyes feel heavy but my mind is awake
With souls burning up the human inside
Let's consecrate a place to end this mess
I see a secret symmetry
In the shade it's clear that the world is a monarchy
Through the haze of industrial nations
If there's no stopping now we can do anything
You left a trail of decay behind you
We'll ride the thunder, our wild howls announcing us
A cold fury
I'm in a trance but make no mistake
My eyes feel heavy but my mind is awake
With souls burning up the human inside
Let's consecrate a place to end this mess
I see a secret symmetry
In the shade it's clear that the world is a monarchy
Through the haze of industrial nations
If there's no stopping now we can do anything
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2. |
Falsifier
03:53
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It’s not about what you want anymore
We’ve got a message and a secret word
Head down and move like a chameleon
We'll hit the crowd and let it wash over us
Please breathe slowly, It’s not always right
But if the tide’s with us tonight
We’ll only make it all the way if the Mother swoons
You and I were born for this
We can’t escape our grim purpose
Just react with that instinct
We’ll penetrate the bottom and move up through the topside
Break, don’t be gentle
They’d do the same to you
Flow through the illusion
They won’t see us in the shade of the moonlight
Look at it sideways, the memory of a previous burden
This one might take us to the dark’s zenith
I was never on to hold a grudge, this is logical warfare, it’s white out
We can wait in the fog with our weapons drawn and held level
And hold till you see the breathe of the falsifier and in his eyes you will find the way
So I find myself in the midst of strangers and all this time they thought me weakened form the trials that bore me here
I am coiled to spring, to wreak my vengeance on a prey that’s too distracted by the lights to fight
We were building caves into the hillsides, finding places to hide ourselves from the daylight
Gazing inward to avoid our fate
It was right that we died then
It was right to end our stay
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3. |
Secret in the Basement
06:36
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Reality separates, compartmentalizing
I am the son of a dreamer and you’re an optimist’s daughter
I got a secret in the basement
It’s something explosive
You won’t want it but it’s too late
Don’t take the alley at this hour, it’s a Tenderloin nightmare
The normal around here is a departure from the structure
I got a secret in the basement
It’s something explosive
You won’t want it but it’s too late
It takes time to relay a state of mind, borderline hopeless
Carletta breaks the wall between souls on fire, visceral insight
Still I struggle through the mask, flesh is a binding
Through the wall, through the wall and into visions strange and terrifying
We’re back to the routine
Making money for the masters
Mariah’s got the sight now
And the prophecy’s coming
It takes time to relay a state of mind, borderline hopeless
Carletta breaks the wall between souls on fire, visceral insight
Still I struggle through the mask, flesh is a binding
Through the wall, through the wall and into visions strange and terrifying
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4. |
Chrome and Crimson
04:09
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This place is a hell of chrome and crimson
And the grating sounds of metal reforming
Beware the dark forms that glide above us
Don’t show them your eyes, keep moving
I will guide us through the alkaline forest
Heed the wind, it roars to warn us
That we must find shelter before it’s crescendo
Or the jagged branches will rend us
We came to bring order, to make a lasting peace, to give you everything
And though we meant no harm at the start your rejection has forced us to be ungentle and cull you
One after another they all come sneaking in through the outer shadows creeping
With hearts full of murder and minds full of vengeance, blades pointing outward into our center
And I am willing to be your sacrificial lamb
Break the vein on the cold mountaintop
We came to bring order, to make a lasting peace, to give you everything
And though we meant no harm at the start your rejection has forced us to be ungentle and cull you
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Throne
03:51
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I’ve traveled far enough to know when I’ve been beaten to a throne
This won’t manipulate my mind more than the normal situations
Again the fates have seemed to take an interest in roads I am taking
I notch my doorway no matter how the days end
I carry the burden of a paltry obsession
We carry the light, we carry the light of creation
If we could harness the fire in your minds
This apparatus would crumble away
Get hold of yourselves and muscle on
You’re on your own
The flaming chariots of yore are now the aero planes flying
The various heavens in the world all seem so beautiful and vague
I prefer every single one to the void of oblivion
I notch my doorway no matter how the days end
I carry the burden of a paltry obsession
We carry the light, we carry the light of creation
If we could harness the fire in your minds
This apparatus would crumble away
Get hold of yourselves and muscle on
You’re on your own
You're so blind in it
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Pariah
06:20
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You can fault me for my imperfections, it’s human nature
You’re a pariah in a social situation that you rule
They talk of loyalty and elocution, you set the tone and it washes them clean
And it was fortune that we connected, it was a fortune but in the end you’re a tortured young man
Your brain gets confused when the walls are coming inward, slowly crushing auras
It’s not unique what you’re feeling but it’s beautiful and perfect, you can contrast it with the better parts
I can’t explain it but we are the centrifuge and eyesight for a world that’s slowing and going blind
And all the opposites apply
We all have the same uncertainty in life
We’re all filled with questions, we age in the same light
I can see myself in the way you writhe
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7. |
As a Ghost
04:52
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I was asleep at the wheel, the smell of rye on my breath
When I lost my loves to an icy end
Now their voices remain an echo in my mind
From that moment this lump in my throat has become
The burden to my pilgrim's progression
Was it my muddled state that allowed me to remain a man bereft
Of the brightest light perception has to offer me
After a while it starts to numb and these ghosts become an uneven penance for my sins
There's no maze can help me
If death would let me in I would not look back
Despite the force of the distraction
One single purpose burning in my mind
If you were to try and pry my resolve towards a different desire
You would find a solid stone uncompromising
If you would come back to me
As a ghost, I'd be fine this time around
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8. |
Karma is Justice
05:58
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In the end I will try to remember there’s lots of people talking
Don’t break your stride unless you want to fall down, you know there’s people watching
You need a man you can pull himself together and loves to be mistaken
Break out the wire, let’s resurrect the man who needs to be forsaken
Can I take in anyway, baby don’t fake it
Come back tomorrow, do it the right way
If we can find all the sapphires in your mind will bring on the good times
Darker nights ahead will shadow your eyesight
Karma’s justice anyway, honey don’t fight it
Can we break ahead of the apparatus
In the end I will try to remember there’s lots of people talking
Don’t break your stride unless you want to fall down, you know there’s people watching
You need a man you can pull himself together and loves to be mistaken
Break out the wire, let’s resurrect the man who needs to be forsaken
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9. |
Pattern
04:15
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You be mother nature, I'll be the one who fights
When the smoke clears be sure you're on the right side
There's a quiet in the air with a filthy white fever
Talk of an oasis, first you better learn to survive
Fall on the ground, yeah the industry likes it
It's ok to duck your public, as long as you mean it
Grab the idol by the throat, before you can move it
Let it cover your eyes
I am come to break you
I have the will to decimate you
This is the last time that I will recreate you
Fill in the void or let the chaos arrive
It's so easy to get caught in the moment
With your hands on the eye and your feet in the pattern
As the sparks scurry up and ozone fills the air
You can do anything, You can do anything
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10. |
Two Strands
05:18
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I’ll create it again
It’s two strands and a tether
To believe in a kind of sorcerous thing
So imaginary
And remain so afraid of the magic that’s older
From back when our minds were still focused on light
And our backs bent daily to break up the soil
And sweat was the nutriment keeping us whole
And our bodies were given to nature in the end
Forever was shorter, forever was simple
It’s not like you made it yet
It’s not a race to this
It’s the same wooden cross
The same crown of thorns
But she only comes one at a time
The lady of fortune is easily blinded
And her colors are faded, her senses are dulled
And smoke in her eyes shows the dying, the waning
There’s no resurrecting the piteous thing
That was the beauty of human invention
We’re all facing downward, we’re all headed into
The lightlessness that is the end of our souls
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Cloud Person Seattle, Washington
Cloud Person was a 6-piece rock band from Seattle that blended psychedelic, garage, folk, and indie sensibilities into a
unique brand of their own.
At one point in the past, they were a 3-piece folk band and even further back CP was the solo endeavor of songwriter and singer Pete Jordan.
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