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1. |
Money is the New God
04:50
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Bow down to your savior
Every penny is a prayer
A dollar is deliverance. Can I get a witness?
Just make sure you pass the piss test
Cause judgment is relentless and none of us are sinless
In this materialist fantasy
Greed is a plague on humanity
But I'm still reaching out for them shiny things
Green when I see someone with more than me
Try to maintain that there's more to life
On their yacht getting brain from their trophy wife
Too far from the factory To hear the strike
Too blind from their shine To see wrong and right
They try to tell us it ain't everything
And keep us asleep with that American dream
But it's getting ever harder to believe
When you're broke as fuck and got kids to feed
Chorus:
Money is the new god
Money is the new god
Money is the new god
Money is the new god
No Yahweh, no Allah
Money is the new god
No prophets they're all frauds
Money is the new god
Money is the new god
And they're getting up on all of us
Money is the new god
How much you making off the Holocaust?
Money is death. Money is survival
Money is the second coming there is no revival
Money is the bond. Money is the fracture
Money is the herald of the rapture
So bow down to your banker, your credit, your lender
Kneel before the money changers this is surrender
Bow down to your master, your status, your worth
Keep hope that the meek will inherit the earth
But Money is numb, money is indifferent
Money is original, love is just an imprint
Money is honor, money is respect
Money has its hands around your neck
So bow down to your wants, your needs, desire
Pay homage to your heroes all crooks and liars
Bow down to your owners they’re begging for more
Succumb to the system now they’ve made you a whore
(Chorus)
New house new car
Who the fuck are you?
New jail same bars
Who the fuck are you?
New sky same stars
Who the fuck are you?
New skin same scars
Who the fuck are you?
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2. |
We're Never Alone
03:34
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We made ground in the fall
Never stronger than now
We got our eyes on the end
We got our hand on the plow
They’re living dead while we’re making our plans
We’re building forces for the final stand
It’s clear now that the meek have grown
It’s all crown, no throne
We’re never alone
We close our eyes and wait
Now that it can’t be undone
The time to harvest is here
And we know what’s to come
The world watches and assigns the blame
The world watches us engulfed in flames
You can’t change once the wind has blown
You can’t make a man from stone
We’re never alone
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3. |
Keep on Runnin'
04:07
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Out on a midnight creep yeah we keep on runnin’
All work, no play, no sleep, just keep on runnin’
Drink. When the well is dry we just keep on runnin’
If we believe we’ll never die we’ll just keep on runnin’
Yeah, we keep on runnin’
On the eve of the end of days and we keep on runnin’
We’re jilted and betrayed so we keep on runnin’
When the world beneath us cracks we just keep on runnin’
When we turn we don’t look back we just keep on runnin’
(Keep on runnin’)
Every beat, every blink, every synapse
(Keep on runnin’)
Until our feet bleed and our lungs collapse
(Keep on runnin’)
Like the world is gonna end
(Keep on runnin’)
Until our souls ascend
From the depths of the ocean we’re risin’
Like poseidon, just ridin’, runnin’ strong
In this never ending marathon
As soon as you see us we’re gone
No reason to stay where we don’t belong
So we bite, scratch, and claw our way through the aether
Close our eyes and point our fingers, like true believers
Reaching for heaven, we made our own hell
And we’ll never stop runnin’ until we catch ourselves
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4. |
Eater of Worlds
03:57
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We were going upstairs to meet him
Drawing squares in every step
With hesitation we made our ascent
The earth crumbled as we opened the door
On the hill with our backs to the fence
The children’s eyes wide and aglow
Bombs burst in the sky like fireworks
There they would stay until the end of time
We awoke walking back on the staircase
Still hungry we soldiered on
Holding our breath on our next approach
The earth crumbled as we opened the door
Safe from the storm, alone, abandoned
Thunder cracked and it began to rain
We found ourselves and lost restraint
As we embraced our innocence died
Snap back into the maze again
The thought became that we were simple toys
A bitter thrust the scent of clover
The earth crumbled as we opened the door
Young again another wasted summer
Take the sample, pull the ladder
A subtle glance, at last aware
I jumped just to see and melted in the sun
Laying still until we left the body
Realized our power and gained control
When the stairs fell we floated
And murdered all of our fears
Sometimes a door is just a door
Sometimes a man is just a man
Sometimes a dream is just a dream in a dream
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5. |
Honor Among Thieves
03:59
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I'm gonna get mine
You gonna get yours
There ain't no closed roads
There ain't no locked doors
It's there for taking
All you need and more
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6. |
Cyril St. John
02:58
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7. |
Grown-Ass Man
04:54
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I turned 13
On Friday the 13th
And I've been gifted with these
Curses ever since
Now I've been beat down
But I kept my feet sound
And I have made these broken dreams
My residence
I'm a grown ass man
This blackened heart speaks
Of a road that few seek
But those fears of youth are now forever gone
Now I've been tested
But it ain't my best yet
And you can feel my power each and every dawn
I’m a grown ass man
You'll see red skies
If you look through these eyes
But if you're itching for some truth well this is it
You can search me
But you can't work me
And I can guarantee you I won't take no shit
I'm a grown ass man
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8. |
Sex & Death
06:03
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I was a teenage trench coat, a ne'er do well
A cigarette burn an empty shell
I spent my formative years trying to destroy my youth
That's when I found god in a peep show booth
She had porcelain skin, hair the color of cinnamon
I nearly dropped my paper when I was trying to get it in
I was tangled up in blue with those tits and that ass
And then I heard her words through the plexiglass, she said...
Chorus:
Tell me what you want we're selling sex and death
Suck it from the bone until there's nothing left
All that you desire if it's your last request
Tell me what you want we’re selling sex and death
There was a place you could find things beyond the daily grind
What do they got? Man, what you got in mind
Anything you wanted, if you were searching
They kept exotic selections behind the black curtain
Looking for the taboo you search the obscene
Hand between your legs with your eyes on the screen
Now he looks at you squinting questions your presence
Sees that folding money remembers dependence, he said...
(chorus)
I knew her back then, before the light faded
When there was still something pure to be degraded
Now to look in her eyes there’s just nothing left
The faces of beauty are now faces of death
Meanwhile, the shopkeepers gone senile
The operator's out of work cause no one's hitting redial
Nothing is shocking, nothing is bizarre
Cam girls killed the video star, they’re saying...
(chorus)
Last night they showed her picture on the evening news
They found her body in a quarry, beaten and bruised
Her terror now a teaser, no justice, no heaven
Another body murdered more news at 11
Tell me what you want
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9. |
The Life
02:41
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A life of good works with nothing to show
Now we're full of fire ain't got nowhere to go
Redline the engine but we're running out of patience
Dreamt of smooth sailing now we drown in expectations
My brain doesn't work like it did back then
Baby I've been breaking glass in your room again
And terror on the streets is rife
So shut your fucking mouth and be a good wife
This is the life
Ah, nah, here we go again with the waterworks
You say you want to know it but you never go where it lurks
So here I am alone again just like I said I'd be
I'll be pinning the blame on you and you'll be resenting me
Desperate times? desperate measures
Desperate men and carnal pleasures
With nothing left to love but strife
Please baby put down the knife
This is the life
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The holy, the sinner, the peasant, the king
None of this shit means a goddamn thing
The fashion, the fur, the pearls, the ring
None of this shit means a goddamn thing
The story, the journey, the wish, the dream
None of this shit means a goddamn thing
The Joker, the Jester, the Fragile, the Fiend
None of this shit means a goddamn thing
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11. |
This Isn't Me
04:00
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sound alarm
pull the sheet
rise in dark
find the lock
this isn't me
this isn't me
start the car
mash the gas
fight the rats
punch the clock
this isn't me
this isn't me
submission
I was alive
I was alive
I was alive
Do you remember?
Do you remember?
play the game
fake the smile
shake the hands
live the lie
this isn't me
this isn't me
chase the gold
kiss the prize
hands aloft
sure to die
this isn't me
this isn't me
submission
I was alive
I was alive
I was alive
Do you remember?
Do you remember?
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12. |
Why Wait?
02:54
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Why wait til the party’s over to get down?
Why wait til the party’s over to get down?
There’s a whole lotta animal left in you
There’s a whole lotta sinnin’ left to do
Why wait til the party’s over to get down?
Why wait til the door is closing to make your move?
Why wait til the door is closing to make your move?
Well you just may never get the chance again
So get your shit together and step right in
Why wait til the door is closing to make your move?
Why wait til the sun is setting to see the light?
Why wait til the sun is setting to see the light?
Well the party’s still going there’s an open door
No gods no masters the world is yours
Why wait til the sun is setting to see the light?
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13. |
Death is the Beginning
06:04
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Chorus:
Death is the beginning of our legacy
So when it's going down you can't say shit to me
Make a man a martyr call it destiny
And when I'm gone, that's when you'll get the best of me
Death is the beginning of our legacy
So cut these earthly bonds they don’t mean shit to me
It's too late, we're too far gone to be saved
These words will be immortal take our vengeance from the grave
Hell is around the corner every night
Arms are still outstretched toward the light
The fissure is a hemorrhage, never to mend
The end is the beginning the beginning is the end
So loosen your dependence on flesh and pleasure
It's time for desperate measures just to make them remember so tell her
I’ll be gone til November, or forever,
Satin sheets or leather just as long as we're together
(Chorus)
Heavy is the head that wears the crown
Alone in dire moments, throne unbound
We grasp at the void, fret in the darkness
When all you know is pain, it soon becomes your harness
I bite my tongue so hard that I grind my teeth
There is a world outside the cave that is beyond belief
I want to scream these words until I lose my breath
A life lived enslaved is even worse than death
(Chorus)
My spine is comprised of daggers and knives
Remnants of the traitors’ deceptions and lies
I can still taste the blood so I ain’t dead yet
Sometimes I forgive but I’ll never forget
A coward with a gun doesn’t make an assassin
The only thing they killed was my faith and compassion
When the ones that you love ain't got shit to say
While they’re holding the blade, Et tu brute?
I’ve spent too much time stewing in hate
For fucks sake - Like Alexander I’m great
But this ain’t Babylon this is my Tyre siege
So if you speak of my retreat than you don’t fucking know me
Fetch me my sword, my horse, my saddle
I’ll dream of scorched earth, wake, and ride into battle
Because it’s tooth for a tooth, eye for an eye
I’ve never been more ready to die
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Lost Masters Spokane, Washington
Building from a dark electronic framework, Lost Masters melds genres to find a unique blend of aggression and beauty. Heavy beats and pointed lyrics lead the way along with dense and rich synth atmospheres to deliver a deep and cathartic listening experience. ... more
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