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>>>1.-Sweet Charity 

          Save me 
          The heavens have opened 
          The storm is over 
          So let's start the parade... 

          Raindrops 
          Will turn to laughter 
          Forever after 
          In your technicolor heartbeat 
          And they say 
          That it helps you forget everything... 

          Sweet charity 

          You drink your poison from a cup of gold 
          Your gift keeps on giving and giving 

          Perfect photographs 
          Of Everest days 
          And postcard nights 
          Tearing through the paper walls of time 

          With sunset eyes 
          Telethons, Grand Canyon hearts 
          You numb your mind 
          With gloves of white and turpentine 
          Even the bombs and scarecrows will sing!!! 

          Sweet charity 

          Save me 
          The heavens have opened 
          And I'm alone 
          Sweet charity 

          Save me 
          The heavens have opened 
          I'm coming home 
          Sweet charity 

          Save me 
          The asylums have opened 
          I'm coming home 
          Sweet charity 
          I'm home free... 
       
>>>2.-None of Them Knew They Were Robots

Mendel's machines replicate in the night 
In the black iron prison of St. Augustine's light 
He's paying the bills and they're doing him proud 
They can float their burnt offerings on assembler clouds 

With omega point in the sight 
The new Franklin's fly their kites 
And the post modern empire is ended tonight 

From history 
          The flood of counterfeits released 
          The black cloud 
          Reductionism and the beast 
          Automatons gather all the pieces 
          So the world may be increased 
          In simulation jubilation 
          For the deceased... 

          Spray-on clothes and diamond jaws 
          Wrinkles smoothed by nanoclaws 

          With my machines I can dispatch you 
          From this world without a trace 
          Our nostalgia ghosts are ready to take your place 

          Content-shifting shopping malls 
          Gasoline trees and walk-through walls 

          None of them knew... 

          I feel the grey goo boiling my blood 
          As I watch the dead rise up out of the earth 
          Try to hide from the lies as they all come true 

Deus absconditus 
Deus nullus deus nisi deus 

          I feel the grey goo boiling my blood 
          As the fenris wolf slowly bites through his chain 
          Try to hide the myth as it becomes a man 

          None of them knew they were robots 

          Buying an X or an O 
          In state craft tic tac toe 
          Cats game for Joe blo 

          Post industrial bliss 
          A binary hug or kiss 
          Can be wrung from utility mist 

          They stole the great arcanum 
          The secret fire 
          Moloch found his gold 
          For the new empire 
          Once again 
          The necrophage becomes saint 

          Lindy hop around the truth 
          Jump back wolf pack attack 
          Slap back white shark attack 
          Swingin' up there in the noose 
          Jump back wolf pack attack 
          Slap back white shark attack 

          Phased array diffraction nets 
          From full-wall paint-on TV sets 
          Migratory home sublets 
          And time shared diamond fiber sets 

          Recombinant logos keys 
          Bitic Qabalistic trees 

          I feel the grey goo boiling my blood 
          As leviathan and his bugs freeze the sea 
          Try to save the world by immolating myself 

          From history 
          The flood of counterfeits released 
          The black cloud 
          The resurrection of the deceased 
          Automotons gather all the pieces 
          So the world may be increased 
          In simulation jubilation 
          For the builders 
          Of the body of the beast 
        

>>>3.-Retrovertigo

          Before you advertise 
          All the fame is implied 
          With no fortune unseen 
          Sell the rights 
          To your blight 
          Time-machine

          While I'm dulled by excess
          And a cynic at best
          My art imitates crime
          Paid for by
          The allies
          So invest

          Now I'm finding truth is a ruin 
          Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing 
          Staring into glassy eyes 
          Mesmerized 
          There's a vintage thirst returning 
          But I'm sheltered by my channel-surfing 
          Every famine virtual 
          Retrovertigo 

          A tribute to false memories 
          With conviction 
          Cheap imitation 
          Is it fashion or disease? 
          Post-ironic 
          Remains a mouth to feed 

          Sell the rights 
          To your blight 
          And you'll eat 

          Now I'm finding truth is a ruin 
          Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing 
          Staring into glassy eyes 
          Mesmerized 
          See the vintage robot wearied 
          Then awakened by revision theories 
          Every famine virtual 
          Retrovertigo 
    

>>>4.-The Air-Conditioned Nightmare

Inside of me today 
There is no one 
Only asteroids and empty space 
A waste 
...They're looking through the windows at me... 

Get me out of this air-conditioned nightmare 
Rots your brain just like a catchy tune 
You will hate life more than life hates you 
...Burn all your momentos of me... 
Walkin' on air 
          Up from the wheelchair 
          I'll find the suicide 
          That I deserve 

          Walkin' on sand 
          Forgotten where I am 
          But it's so comfortable 
          Here in the sun... 

          I only see rainbows 
          Now that the bandages are gone 
          Through my window, there 

          From the skyscrapers 
          Down to the submarines 

          Birds and fairies 
          Sanctuaries 
          Atop the rolling hills of hell 

          These words are sledgehammers 
          Of truth 
          That pound the iron heart 
          Of sin 

          Bloody smiling 
          Vandalizing 
          My wet dream is drying up... 

          Where's my rainbow? 
          Where's my halo? 

          There's my halo! 


>>>5.Ars Moriendi

He who hears in the vast silence 
He who wafts on the red wind 
"In extremis" 

He who leaps across the precipice 
He who steals pearls from the ashes 
"Ride si sapis" 

'Ave atque vale' 

I shall rise again 
Bardo of the flesh 

          So feast on me 
          All my bones are laughing 
          As you're dancing on my grave 

          'Ave atque vale' 
  
>>>6.Pink Cigarette 

Hush me, touch me 
Perfume, the wind and the leaves 
Hush me, touch me 
The burns, the holes in the sheets 

          I'm hoping the smoke 
          Hides the shame I've got on my face 
          Cognac and broken glass 
          All these years I've been your ashtray 

          I found a pink cigarette 
          On the bed the day that you left 
          And how can I forget that your lips were there 
          Your kiss goes everywhere, touches everything but me 

          Hush me, touch me 
          Champagne, your hair in the breeze 
          Hush me, touch me 
          Lipstick, a slap on my cheek 

          Your eyes cried at last 
          Told me everything I was afraid to ask 
          Now I'm dressed in white 
          And you've burned me for the last time 

          You'll find a note and you'll see my silhouette... 

          There's just 5 hours left until you find me dead 
          There's just 4 hours left until you find me dead 
          There's just 3 hours left until you find me dead 
          There's just 2 hours left until you find me dead 
          There's 1 more hour and then you will find me dead 
          There's just..................... 
    

7.-Golem II: The Bionic Vapor Boy

Golem II : the self-perfecting 
Lie-rejecting 
Human mind correcting 
Totem of the living 
Self-organized, wrought from the clay 
Our king by night, our slave by the day 

Giga-giga-gilgamesh 

What do you know? 
Watch the human life show 
OK let's go 

O my double 
He can pop your bubble 
That means trouble 
Stronger than a lion 
Golem II : the bionic paper boy 

Self-perfecting 
World-inspecting 
          Lie-detecting 

          Our instructions 
          His induction 
          Big production 
          Golem II : the bionic puppet boy 

          Giga-gilgamesh 
          Gigagigagigagiga 
          Beast of burden 

          Spirit lifting 
          Master of shape-shifting 
          Seamless drifting 
          Shining spotlight 
          Screaming mobs and stage fright 
          You get it right 

          Building a new zion 
          Golem II : the bionic vapour boy 

          War-directing 
          Mind-inspecting 
          Man-correcting 

          Our instructions 
          His induction 
          Big production 

          Golem II : the bionic vapour boy 
  
        
       8.-The Holy Filament

          In fiber optic illusion 
          The flickering eyes 
          By flourescent lights 
          Supplicate before machines, 
          Self-reflecting 

          The legend of modernity: 
          The phosphenes explode 
          God's eternal strobe 
          Through the holy filament, 
          Graven image 
        

       >>>9.-Vanity Fair

          You're not human 
          You're a miracle 
          A preacher with an animal's face 

          In your sexy 
          Neon smokescreen 
          Lie the supersalesmen of vanity 

          Even your shadow worships you 
          In your jungle solitude 

          With the orgies of the sacrament 
          And the seal of flagellants 

          God saves those who save their skin 
          From the bondage that we're in 

          I'm elated 
          I could cut you 
          And remove the sheath of your ignorance 

          Bless the eunuch 
          And the skoptsi 
          Will you hurt me now and make a million? 
          Say cheese, baby 
          We all love you 
          But it's a cheap world and you don't exist... 

          Slit the fabric of the right now 
          Spread your legs and wear the crown 

          Tell me how long, lord, how long? 
          Till I get my beauty sleep? 

          Now the hourglass is empty 
          The moment of my de-sexing 

          Cut it 
          Cut it 
          Cut this cancer from my soul 

          Now that I've made it... 
          I'm finally naked... 
        

       >>>10.-Goodbye Sober Day 

          Your lips say one thing 
          But the drugs say another 
          How can I massage 
          This inter-galactic ulcer? 

          Goodbye sober day 

          Hello milky way... 

          Pin my ear to the wisdom post 
          Hang me up and drain me dry 
          Mend my shipwrecked spirit 
          Lift the veil from my eyes 

          Goodbye sober day 
          The years grew wings and flew away 

          Ghosts of the past become barbarians 
          Of the future... 
          And I still pity you 
          Because what you said was true 

          Goodbye sober day 
          Hello milky way... 

          May your sun be blown out like a candle 
          May your sea burn like tar 
          May your sky be rolled up like a scroll 
          May your blue moon drip with blood 

          What would they say 
          If you went up in smoke? 
          If I dug you up 
          And made soup of your bones? 

          Goodbye sober day 
       





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