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Scarecrow
02:55
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Charles Earnst
04:59
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New Creatures
04:50
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Somebody's placing stones in my path
I move through the crowds and they stare as I pass
The monstrous forms shift in grey lifeless mass
with eyes all dis-fixed and their souls all detached
I ponder their genesis
beneath a cluster of stars
All you are... are brains in a jar
The new creatures come and they're hovering me
flowing transparent skeletons with wings
A strange metamorphosis unfolds before me
these apes gone astronaut float above trees
A castrated cyber cult
appears on the screen
They take souls so far away
Mr. Applewhite is speaking to me
the genderless kingdom is waiting for thee
the Hale-Bopp comet tail white colonies
they send out their message
through "Do" and through "T"
phenobarbital
vodka and lime
is all you need
now just go to sleep.
sleep
Now you go to sleep
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Head grows silent
as I'm summoning the ghost
I'm sitting faceless in the field of souls
The tentacle caresses
and the sigh-less hovering host
she's pouring venom in me
In the collapse of embrace
there's an embryonic face
whispering secrets of the silent race
We rise above the forest
in the black glow metal fleet
Below she's growing distant
Brains form galaxies
which terrify the host
In chemical deduction
Raw mouth watches
from the corridors of hate
The new disease in-capsuled
Brains turn colors into
sorted shapes defiled
The conscious mind surrenders
The godhead salivates
and mumbles to itself'
"I never have existed"
And to die is to realize
you never have existed
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How does it feel
when the life force slips away?
Mysterious glow
through the vacuum of 10,000 days
Through electric pulsing galaxy
falling from the skeleton tree
pulsing through infinity
you slipped outside my telescope ring
Now I can't see you anymore
you've slipped inside the cloak of stars
Now I know not what I'm looking for
How does it feel
when your soul slips from it's hold
And the voices are low
and your cellophane skin is shivering cold
Like a ghost inside the plastic bag
staring through the falling sand
like time slipping through their hands
upon the wings of angels
Decorated with disease
you're rising from the dying breed
like a flower bending with the breeze
beneath the feet of angels.
... trodden upon
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Murder In Me
03:30
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God Is A Kitchen Cabinet
02:54
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I'm So Afraid Of You
03:24
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I'm so afraid of you
and the rest of them too, it's true.
I'm so afraid of you
and the rest of them too
I saw you walking on your own today
as the ghost songs played in your head
I saw you staring wild beneath your hair
with the eyes of the living dead
Mystery surrounds you
as you're sucked into the vacuum,
subtle violence of passing days
And you move through all the vultures
And you purify each circle
that your spirit has passed... away
Long are the shadows
that are stretching inside my mind.
Deep is the chasm
in the godless space behind your eyes
And all of our tomorrows
evaporate like water
in the hot desert sands of time
And the ghost that moves within me
is moving towards the ending
swirling faint in the mortal eye.
And, I'm so afraid of you
and the rest of them too, it's true
I'm so afraid of you
and the rest of them too.
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God Is Spirit
05:35
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Jane
02:04
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My Child Passed Away
04:07
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I still see you there, in your little room
Playing all by yourself, humming a lullaby
Though you’re far away, you will always be
Deep in the soul of me, I still hear your little cry
And there’s a place far away, still together we’ll be
Through the fields we will run, hand and hand in the sun
We will laugh and we’ll sing and when the day turns to night
I will sing you to sleep, I will kiss you goodnight
I went in today, to your little room
I looked to the place you lied as tears filled my searching eyes
I whispered out your name and listened carefully
I wanted to hear your cry but all that I heard was mine
If there’s a place far away, where your spirit has gone
Then I want to be there, for there is my home
I cannot escape your young questioning eyes
Looking to me for help, looking to me for life
And you held out your hand, and you whispered “I’m scared”
Everything is okay, for your daddy is here…
My child slipped away . . .
My child passed away . . .
Still you passed away . . .
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Hermit Song
02:39
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Remember Me
10:54
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Nobody
03:18
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Was only 15 years ago,
gave up religion for rock n roll
I was looking for a new connection,
what I got was a new addiction
I stood on the stage in a mock crucifixion
like a mystical sage, revealing deception
The golden calf was up for grabs
with all of my heroes dead on the slab
I felt myself filling the void
that was left by the death of the wonder boys
The ghost you left lying 'round
through records and magazines
are swirling inside of me
as I sing my songs to no one at all
Standing up stoned in a familiar place
but there are no familiar faces
I must have played here a million times before
but all I recognize is the exit sign above the door
And I swear this is the last time
Yeah I swear this is the last time
that I try to make a friend in this world
The lights are out I'm leaving the stage
I'm sitting in my closet like a stepchild afraid
Writing songs for no one but me
but secretly hoping that this one's the key
that will open the door for me
where they will be waiting
and they'll all want to feel the world
that I've been creating. . .
...but there's nobody there.
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