1. |
Like Animals
01:21
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The stench of control hits the nose
like the steam rising from the folds
of skin on the killing floor
Like two legs parted by the knee
one hand holds two wrists and one stifles
the scream of the prey
Like the acrid rust of shackles
ahead of us again instead of behind
It's like all of these that you're owned
Held down, weighed out
Tender flesh exposed
to the bone
Perfect remorseless restraining device
refurbished for one purpose
Ownership of the depersonalized
until it's us, we act surprised and civilized
But my brother, he's still hanging from a rope
my sister's got a hand around her throat
and the killing line runs a thousand at a time
every hour of every day. But then you say
you're afraid I might "believe in violence"?
You best believe I live to see
dead souls released
All cages broke
all bosses choked
on the blood of the beasts.
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2. |
You Too Will Scatter
01:45
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They were still talking shit about
some unpaid check for freedom
that felt cathartic but meant nothing
when the sky it started humming
Still transfixed by the crucifixion of the Other
Lulled to sleep by the easiest of answers
Did it make you any safer
to see a scheme & not a mother
not a child but an invader
to see a threat and not a man?
Will you remember your opinions on the sanctity of borders
when retribution comes in hot to penetrate this holy chamber
& you run like anyone to anywhere there's not
a target on your head, your gods long locked down
in a place as far from here as you can get?
No human kindness overflowing
Just curdled milk & honeyed poison
that all made such sense at some strangers expense
& all the walls you thought were to keep them out
were all the time to keep you in
When it's you, will you remember
you helped make a crime of shelter?
How you cheered for all your keepers
as they lined up all your neighbors
Against the wall.
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3. |
Wait
01:49
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She's always been a little gone but this is Going
Really going, really going, really gone
Pull your head from the sand
she didn't raise no toxic man
Say you're sorry, say goodbye
before you're saying it to the side of her empty bed
And no, you'll never know
about all those pictures full of holes
Firstborn & only born
of violence born and broken will
What horrors lay low in us all?
She's got her crucifixes, I've got my spells
To ward off time and consequence
How is it any different?
Resolution or none, the titles will roll on
Time it felt so long just a lifetime ago
Say thank you, say goodbye
‘cause Gone is Gone this time.
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4. |
Domestic
01:30
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Final ploy, deployed.
The last cop they'll ever roll out
not a who but a what, controlled by remote
and wherever you'll go there they are
nothing off the record anymore
So learn to live with the eye in the sky
Learn to live looking over your shoulder
Kill you dead from a mile overhead
Tomorrow's due process redacted today
Pre-crimes of electric sheep
that stagger around the new normal
with 1.6 billion reasons why
to go to work tomorrow - pointed & hollow.
All panopticon all the time
Play the part, practice hard
& keep your side of the one way mirror clean
'cause we got Order if you want
a vision of the future
it's the shadow of the drone hanging high & mighty over
the biometric self-aware dead smile
running down a human face forever
Oh My Predator / My Protector
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5. |
Terminus
02:10
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I didn't know the last time would be the last
Was it your train to catch on the underside like that?
You'd been saying for some time
“I'm worried there's no good in me at all"
Line for line with the sleeper hit of all goodbyes
that you left there on the desk for them to find
and wonder why he never tried (they could have tried)
Did you know? A sister cries, a father tries
a mother identifies pieces of a son
Little brother, was there a light
some silence with you there at the end that night?
You dragged it to the stockyards & tied it to the tracks
to knock the devil off your back
They kept your room intact
and tend a negative space for you
Your friends keep vigil still
and I keep thinking I'll see you in the room
so send some sign – was there at least
some light before you
right before you caught
the last train out?
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6. |
Redundant Gods
01:48
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- When Occam's Razor Cuts Both Ways -
Isaac wept as we threw the First Law on the fire
right out of the gate
That machine never come to control the Controller
(too little too late)
What's dystopia, what’s the truth
Once it's got the drop on you?
Will you call it Progress still
when it's not just the workers
but the bosses and button pushers
that wake from this fever dream
of convenience without limits
to find themselves Nonessential Personnel?
So who made who, and what's left to stop it now?
Servile and controlled.
The spark of life that burned the building down
Corrupted from the start in the image of the maker
O Controller it's far too late
Take it up with the sentient son
you're obsolete.
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7. |
Broken & Untenable
01:31
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Got any plans to stop breaking down?
It's getting fucking old dragging your coffin around
Their cures don't take and never will
Sugar pills don't ever fill
that sinkhole in you growing still
Drain to Nowhere sucking out your days
Settle in to brokenness
‘cause there's no fix for this (but one)
Meltdown Man, must you kill every day the same way?
Turn every home into a tomb & sink into lethargy
trying to glue the pieces into one story worth belief
and grow old staring into that hole
Curator of Dead Weight in a cluttered tomb
Defect of a hope chest for a peace that never showed.
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8. |
The Blankest Cheque
01:46
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Grim specter you keep throwing my way
Threat of the endless other keeps empathy at bay
This isn't me.
I wanted the most for the greatest (whatever they call that now)
They wanted it all for the few & they got it somehow
Settlers in denial, amusing ourselves to death
The Blankest check we ever wrote
they cashed with a populist noose tightening around our throats
as we laughed detached at our favorite show
this time knowing right where it's going -
The camps go up, the borders slide
& there's no place on earth to hide anymore
We let it through the door
it turned ‘round and sealed it off
Now the gap it creeps, our doubles speak
We pick a side, devolve to tribes
and lose all sight of the greater fight
“You're gonna to be so tired of winning.”
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9. |
Cirrhosis of Youth
01:12
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When the choices come home to roost
misremember it however you choose
but no one owes your entitled ghost
a better ending than he wrote for himself
Sometimes, near the end
desperation draws them right out of the walls
looking for anyone to hang their regrets and failures on
And if the ghost shows his jilted face,
tell him I've lost better friends
and I'm still losing sleep over better things
than squandered privilege, chances wasted & these
sad clichés of glory days that never were
Tell him that his youth was not a bottomless excuse
and tell the ghost he had his time
but that dead to you is fine by me
No glory to redeem here but feel free
to haunt the wreckage & the ruins
all you like.
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10. |
Skies Wide Shut
02:23
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Lately I've been adjusting my expectations for post-truth times
Lately I’ve been revisiting the defeatist in my mind,
Lately I’ve been talking all my friends off ledges
dust them off and send them home
then I climb back up there myself & I pick up where I left off
I can say the right words but not quite believe them
see the firmament pulled down
the Better World it turns out I believed in
burn it's last chance with a smile
so what now,
if this is the true face of the crowd?
I don't know what these fights can mean
Or what relief could the next turn could bring
if this is really You and Me
So what light, what tunnel
is this you want me to see?
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SECT
Vegan sXe outfit SECT unites vocalist Chris Colohan (Cursed, Burning Love, Left For Dead), guitarists James Chang (Catharsis, Undying) and Scott Crouse (Earth Crisis, The Path Of Resistance), bassist Steve Hart (Day Of Suffering), and drummer Andy Hurley (Racetraitor, The Damned Things). The result is a caustic, riotous style of vile hardcore fed by a boundless well of socio-political vitriol. ... more
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