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Latest Issue
03:48
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Latest Issue
Hell is closer than you fear,
My dear.
I don't dream of a future now.
It doesn't matter, anyhow.
In you march, with your demands.
Forcing featly to your plans.
Under some illusion I could miss you.
Fester irrationally.
Screaming incoherently.
Quoting scripture from your latest issue.
Wait! You've conjured me, again,
My friend.
For some, solitude is a Hell
Not me. I know my bullshit well.
I'll retain my agency.
You are no authority;
Laughing, weeping in a bloody tissue.
I'm a lonely pacifist
In a land of masochists,
slitting their wrists on the latest issue.
Go enjoy your pyrrhic fight.
I banish you from my sight.
I'll have no part of your latest issue.
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The Place Where High School Never Ends
Come on, everybody!
Gather all your friends!
We're going to the place
Where high school never ends!
Get set! Here we go!
High school overdose.
Drama overload!
High school overdose.
Moth brigades all gravitate
To the latest trends.
You look like someone I hate
So we can not be friends.
Maybe it's a pity.
(It's) sure as Hell a drag,
Living in a place
Where everyone's a punching bag.
Get set! Here we go!
High school overdose.
Drama overload!
High school overdose.
Practice hating everything,
As the ship descends,
In this hollow wasteland
Where high school never ends.
Get set! Here we go!
High school overdose.
Drama overload!
High school overdose.
Get set! Here we go!
High school overdose.
Drama overload!
High school overdose.
High school overdose!
High school overdose!
High school overdose!
High school overdose!
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Presents For Peasants
03:26
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Presents For Peasants
A peasant genocide of those in pain, and lost.
Who reaps the profits? And tell me, who pays the cost!
Who pays the cost?
Who pays the cost?
It's too strong.
It's too strong.
One million dead and counting can't be wrong,
And it has gone on far too long.
Your pain is exploited by your dear ruling class.
The most they'll do for you is replenish your stash.
To them, you're trash.
Weeds to be slashed.
It's too strong.
It's too strong.
One million dead and counting can't be wrong,
And it has gone on far too long.
It's too strong.
It's too strong.
One million cold blue peasants can't be wrong,
This plague has gone on far too long.
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4. |
No Insight 4U
03:59
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No Insight 4U
You spoiled hallowed ground.
When a rock cracks, tell me...does it make a sound?
You blind your tools to all that's true.
And if I had the time,
I might take a pick and rearrange your mind.
Take out the trash. Install a clue.
And as I look around,
I see the same old pig, with a different crown.
Maybe a different pair of shoes.
March on, my silly friend.
Let the mob indulge you as you play pretend.
There's only so much I can do.
I've no insight for you.
I've no insight for you.
I've no insight for you.
I've no insight for you.
You are a rey of lies
And I won't rest 'til you're giving birth to flies.
I refute everything you do.
And I may be crucified
For the light shed on the treachery you hide.
I pray that somebody kills you.
And as I look around,
I see the same old pig, with a different crown.
Maybe a different pair of shoes.
March on, my silly friend.
Let the mob indulge you as you play pretend.
There's only so much I can do.
I've no insight for you.
I've no insight for you.
I've no insight for you.
No insight for you.
I've no insight for you.
Do what you're gonna do.
I've no insight for you.
No insight for you.
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Just One Catch
03:39
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Just One Catch
Dawn breaks. Another quake is dismissed as a lie.
Sit tight while we devise your plans.
You're free to question it, as long as you don't mind
Facing an army of our fans.
Just one catch! There's only one catch.
We want your mind.
Just one catch! There's only one catch.
Don't cross our line.
Just one catch! There's only one catch.
We aim to please!
Just one catch! There's only one catch.
Down on your knees!
It only takes a glance to know what's on your mind.
We have the stats to control you.
You will own nothing, and be too doped up to find
That nothing you believe is true.
Just one catch! There's only one catch.
We want your mind.
Just one catch! There's only one catch.
Don't cross our line.
Just one catch! There's only one catch.
We aim to please!
Just one catch! There's only one catch.
Down on your knees!
Just one catch! There's only one catch.
We want your mind.
Just one catch! There's only one catch.
Don't cross our line.
Just one catch! There's only one catch.
We aim to please!
Just one catch! There's only one catch.
Down on your knees!
Down on your knees!
Down on your knees!
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6. |
Take It Away
04:18
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Take It Away
Eyeing a moron's grand design.
Script says to pretend you don't mind.
Free shipping on your plastic dreams.
Out here, no one can hear you scream.
Take it away!
Nothing to do, or to feel, much less say.
Take it away!
Reality was overrated, anyway.
Liberty never suited you.
How do you like your new cocoon?
DM if you’re not satisfied!
We'll schedule your suicide.
Take it away!
Nothing to do, or to feel, much less say.
Take it away!
Reality was overrated, anyway.
Take it away!
Nothing to do, or to feel, much less say.
Take it away!
Reality was overrated, anyway.
Take it away!
Nothing to do, or to feel, much less say.
Take it away!
Sanity is overrated, anyway.
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7. |
You Don't Think
03:16
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You Don’t Think
One more streetlight burns out, everyday.
It's never gonna be replaced.
How do you like what's come to be?
You don't think it's gone.
You don't think it's gone.
You don't think it's gone,
But I do.
You don't see what's wrong.
You don't see what's wrong.
You don't see what's wrong.
Well, I do.
Cocktails, out on the upper deck.
Deny all rumors of the wreck.
Prozac cut with reality.
You don't think it's gone.
You don't think it's gone.
You don't think it's gone,
But I do.
You don't see what's wrong.
You don't see what's wrong.
You don't see what's wrong.
Well, I do.
You don't think it's gone.
You don't think it's gone.
You don't think it's gone,
But I do.
You don't see what's wrong.
You don't see what's wrong.
You don't see what's wrong
Like I do.
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8. |
A Night On The Town
03:39
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A Night On The Town
Was only trying to sleep,
Tucked away down in the deep.
Sounds like they're dropping the bomb.
Had to disturb my nap
With all this pissant crap.
That's why it's all coming down.
I'm tearing down everything you built.
Won't bother me if you all get killed.
Stomp on the people running through the streets.
Even the army's going full retreat.
Soldiers and cops ain't gonna stop me,
As I rip your city down.
To me, it's nothing.
It's just a night on the town.
My temper's starting to rise.
I'm swatting copters like flies.
Roar, as they crash to the ground.
Check out these fools on the beach!
I'll fry 'em all, with a screech.
Why don't you top that, Kong?
I'm tearing down everything you built.
Won't bother me if you all get killed.
Stomp on the people running through the streets.
Even the army's going full retreat.
Soldiers and cops ain't gonna stop me,
As I rip your city down.
To me, it's nothing.
It's just a night on the town.
You human beings are piss poor neighbors.
I'm only doing the world a favor,
And when I'm done making this ungodly mess,
I'll go wake up that bitch down in Loch Ness...
I'm tearing down all this crap you built.
Don't give a damn if you all get killed.
Stomp on the morons running through the streets.
Even the army beat a quick retreat.
Soldiers and cops reduced to slop,
As I rip your city down.
Armageddon is all you're getting.
See your whole world crashing down!
To me, it's nothing.
It's just a night on the town.
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9. |
Century III
03:28
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Century III
A subtle symbol of decay.
A citadel of broken
Dreams and promises.
Set on a bed of iron waste.
Discarded and neglected strength
Rust on and on.
We don't care, and they don't mind.
Shrug it off as a sign on the times.
Century III.
Century III.
How does it fall so far?
Blighted grandeur.
Century III.
Just a shuttered dream.
Just look away, my friend.
Nothing to see.
Here is your final act!
Flap about, like a pack of
Panicked vultures and...
Convince ourselves that it is fine.
Progress, a fancy word for
Crime and decline.
Watch it all metastasize.
Play the game devoid of any prize.
Century III.
Century III.
How does it fall so far?
Blighted grandeur.
Century III.
Just a shuttered dream.
Just look away, my friend.
Nothing to see here!
Century III.
Century III.
How does it fall so far?
Blighted grandeur.
Century III.
Just a shattered dream.
Just look away, my friend.
Nothing to see.
Century III.
Century III.
Water, water everywhere.
Black mold and lies.
Century III.
Take it from me!
Look your future in the eyes.
This is how it...
This is how it...
This is how it dies.
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Pat Veil New Jersey
Pat Veil is a phantom.
He hides by day and moves under the cover of
night.
Once a guitarist/vocalist in the acclaimed rock band Sir Dove, since 2020, he has released a string of albums showcasing his "pop/rock with sharp claws,” melding of 70's and 80's rock with Veil's penchant for extremely distressing, yet often humorous, lyrics.
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