1. |
I AM TITAN
05:01
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(Instrumental)
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2. |
Desires Coalesced
03:14
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Would you fix my crown,
When I’m just a Floating Head?
Would you hold me close
and tell me I’ve done alright?
When there’s nothing to say,
and silence plucks our skin,
would you still believe,
we’ve had an excellent life – today?
I’m just a floating head.
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3. |
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As tension plays
ideas fade.
Just make a stand;
I care not why.
We may be fools and hypocrites;
not all the time.
Yours is the floating head,
hiding from the cold;
you wrap up in delusion,
doing what you’re told.
You look for difference
over what is right,
poring over details,
wasting all your life.
Ahhh,
ahhh
ahhh,
AAAAAaaaaaAAAAAAhhhh.
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4. |
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(Instrumental)
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5. |
I Am In Control
05:36
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Would you pick me up,
when others put me down?
Would you give me time,
when a clock rules my life?
When I’ve lost my way
and turned on all we’ve built,
Would you lock me up –
call me an evil man?
When the world turns inside of itself,
would you let me go –
when I have lost Control?
When the world turns inside of itself
would you recognise me
when I have lost Control?
I have lost control.
But there’s a flame to be had,
at the core of every soul.
There’s a purpose to us all;
there’s a Consequence, a goal.
There’s a prince inside the tower
and sunrise on the hill.
There’s a purpose to fulfill;
there’s an antidote, a pill.
There’s a heart inside us all,
a vessel and a soul,
and we are not about to fall –
‘cause I am in Control.
I am in Control.
Would you fix my crown
when I’m just a floating head?
Would you hold me close,
tell me I’ve done alright?
Would you still believe
when silence plucks our skin
when there’s nothing to say-
BAH BAH BAH BAH BAH DAH BAH DAH BAH DAH BAH-
DAH YAH BUM BUM BAH DAH BAYA BUM BAH DAYA
BAH BAH BAH BAH BAH DAH BAH DAH BAH DAH BAH-
DAH YAH BUM BUM BAH DAH BAYA BUM BAH DADA
AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH,
AAaaaaaah.
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6. |
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(Instrumental)
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7. |
7 Élève-elev-eight
04:51
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Stand up!
We’ll raise our hands
before they’re severed by their plans.
Stand up!
Let’s take the blame
and replace our hollow mouths with wells of shame.
Represent my...
habitat, my...
government, my...
cause of shame.
And I
elevate my
guilt of living like
part of common negligence.
So I
place myself in the crowd,
I sit myself right down.
(development in self-persuasion)
Stand up,
STAND UP!
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8. |
Nicolas Rage
04:02
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The count has a secret,
the doctor has two.
If I’m such a nice guy,
what can I do?
Indulge in projection,
create something true;
a darkness, a danger,
a point of view.
Savage,
hated,
conflicted.
Too long left in the rhythm,
you find you’re not the victim.
You could watch where you’re going,
you could see where you’re heading.
I’m feeling great now –
what have I done?
I’m not the victim,
(but) I’m just a frame.
An evil distortion,
a snapshot of shame;
yes I’m the victim,
I’m still to blame?
Dwelling, wrapped up in anger,
I’m lost,
lost with no reason.
I search,
search for a purpose,
I am – I’m not a monster!
Can’t tell my thoughts now,
all that remains
is just my reflection,
a face through the rain.
I’m not a monster;
I just want to feel,
over-(re)acting to what is real.
Dwelling in anger,
lost with no reason,
searching for purpose,
pointing inside despite losing a finger,
I can’t see past,
I can’t see past a mirror that Controls my life.
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9. |
Chaos Clock
08:24
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a. When a clock rules my life
Left me for dead.
Left me to rot.
Never, when asked,
once did they stop.
A beautiful moment
crashes across,
and I’ve had enough of this Chaos Clock.
Messages beeping,
inboxes full.
I have had just ‘bout enough of it all.
Invested my time,
ran at a loss,
now I’ve had enough of this Chaos Clock.
They promised us order,
but I run all the time.
There’s a hidden agenda I’m going to find
as I start to wonder; what’s behind the wall?
I’m beginning to suspect there’s nothing at all:
just a handle and a chain –
well I won’t stop pondering
until I grab it by the hand,
and pull it,
and twist it,
and smash into the face.
b. Lies to others
You had the time to wash your hands,
you had the time to admit we’re not ourselves.
We had the time for providence,
we had the proof our life was not our own.
But until the time is done,
a veil lies before us.
And behind it lies the world,
but the world has left us empty
and cursed our faulty hides,
we’ve left our lies to others,
and rebuilt our lives.
On the edge of the clock,
a rusted, broken man falls.
c) Escape
How can I go on?
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