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Swamp Salute
00:23
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2. |
Starknuckle
02:36
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fool! you keep thinking the same
stars keep running the game
they put beliefs to shame
let's take a seat and watch the show
chorus:
i can't watch as orion hunts the stars
i can't watch as orion hunts the stars
no, i can't watch as orion hunts the stars
open wide and see for yourself
fool! these roamers are peons
there are myriads of eons
they tell time is but treason
he punches holes in the sky
can bow, can arrow?
can the scorpion harrow?
can the virgin in the gown
put the huntsman down?
no star is safe
no glare can escape
once you know he's on the loose
you'll find everybody's head is in the noose
fool! he keeps sucking on light
biting chunks out of the night
growing stronger in might
one day that milk will turn black
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3. |
Head Crisis
03:14
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why do you talk with your hands on a boulder?
control the anger within?
are you proud of your ivory shoulder?
is the flaw part of your kin?
can supremacy be bought by evil?
aren't you obedient?
in an instant holiness is lethal
is this the way the gods went?
chorus:
inside a vessel sailing doom loops
fight incarnations of yourself
you pick a sole one out of a thousand truths
but i want my fate off-the-shelf
will your fire be extinguished?
is your interior real?
in a minute you are diminished
cause inside their heads there ain't no feel
the first pupil told me they are no idols
they slide into every sin
from the first every day homicidal
is this the way the gods win?
will the next time be restful?
will a golden age return?
what about that great null?
what is left to learn?
do they live atop the mountain?
do they reside between the thighs?
did we find a whole new fountain?
or yet another way to die?
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4. |
Progress in Work
03:19
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they call me hephaistos
hell, i talk mainly with my hammer
folks threw me away
now i limp and damn the stemma
grew up with circle eyes
might and power next to heel
yet i feel the other gods
ain't keeping it real
listen up, dog
are you next in line?
is it worth the dime
you pay to make the people marvel big time?
put your fancy ego on
the mountain chain
and tell the thoughts inside you head
who're showing off to get the fuck away
let's work!
god-smith tells you to get
the gold out of the four-chamber
put it in the top shelf
swap it with the dead ember
eyes on the south
take a look at the whopper
chalks son, show-stopper
that's copper for supper
listen up, dog
labor labor work
is it worth to work your ass off
just to be heard?
if you put that cogwheel
on the history's right spot
there's a major chance your wheel
won't be forgotten
let's work!
trying, yes i'm trying
i'll get it done
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5. |
Genius Junction
03:52
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ain't not much inside the world i live in
what you see is all i got
is it worth a thought or two? i'm giving
any idea a shot
do you dare to stand against my genius
with that compass and your saw?
can't you see that your attendance is needless?
tragic flaw
chorus:
step aside, it's the pristine artificer
my turf, copyright reserved
look around, gaze upon magnificence
there's a monster in the maze i'm building
what you see cannot be stopped
i'm an artist, that's no sword i'm wielding
two times seven shall be shot
you can't seize a man who feasts on knowledge
not the primal engineer
i design as well as i demolish
shifting gears
i don't need the help of any demon
gray is every theory
i can fly inside and out of dreams, let
green sprout out of the golden tree
i can see, my son is trying
hybris could not be my flaw
let the tale and let my name just die, but king
fear my draw
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Red Stone Chapel Marburg, Germany
Heavy Swamp Music since 2010.
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