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MMXX
03:24
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Death in Rome
04:16
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DEATH IN ROME
Valentines blaze ignites the skyline
An old sun sets on an empire
Béton brut and streets of fire
Vanishing light will bring a new empire
Koeppen come home
Death in Rome
Death in Rome
Ashen rain on a cackling choir
An old sun sets on an empire
Marching feet and roaring tires
Vanishing light will bring a new empire
Koeppen come home
Death in Rome
Death in Rome
Crash at the gate to upset the fault line
An old sun sets on an empire
A pound of flesh for the fire
Vanishing light will bring a new empire
Koeppen come home
Death in Rome
Death in Rome
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Low Culture
03:05
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LOW CULTURE
The perturbations, anxieties, depravations, deaths, exceptions in the physical or moral order, spirit of negation, brutishness, hallucinations fostered by the will, torments, destruction, confusion, tears, insatiabilities, servitudes, delving imaginations, novels, the unexpected, the forbidden, the chemical singularities of the mysterious vulture which lies in wait for the carrion of some dead illusion
To the Fisher King an empty vessel
From Maldoror passioned finger tips
Upon the Glossland, densely heathered
Ill postured bodies for all to see
For all to see; low culture
Take hold of me
Take hold of me low culture
Tragedy take me down
Precocious & abortive experiences, the darkness of the mailed bug, the terrible monomania of pride, the inoculation of deep stupor, funeral orations, desires, betrayals, tyrannies, impieties, irritations, acrimonies, aggressive insults, madness, temper, reasoned terrors, strange inquietudes which the reader would prefer not to experience , cants, nervous disorders, bleeding ordeals that drive logic at bay
To the Fisher King an empty vessel
From Maldoror passioned finger tips
Upon the Glossland, densely heathered
Ill postured bodies for all to see
For all to see; low culture
Take hold of me
Take hold of me low culture
Tragedy take me down
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Communication
04:20
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COMMUNICATION
Above the hideous din
And out across the rim of the morning
A calico kiss on your lips
Its coming on with little warning
This which was ours by design
Weve grown distant and (dissonant)
Caught in an unyielding tide
Swept under; kept under
But im in control
Ill take control
Ill take control...
Those who are measured in stride
Fall by the wayside
Out of time
And those who are ready to die
Fall by the wayside
Out of time for communication
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