1. Cable Ready Techno Slut

If I ever had anything close to a mind of my own
I'd want to cut myself a new mouth and bleed you a smile ear to ear.
Welcome to the real world.
Beta version 1.5
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deprogram programmable programing programs.
Raised on antiques passed for reality.
Spatial incarnate dredged from the ocean
painted with blood never to see daylight again.
Our fate is something lesser than life.
I saw it in the eyes of the ocean,
"we've always been here and we'll never leave."
Deprogram programmable programming programs.

2. ...And Life Is Very Long

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3. Roadhead Road

Expose the wires.
Expose the veins.
Show them all what is meant by machine.
Tools of the tools of the masters design.
When you wake up, you will all be slaves.
When you wake up, you will all be dead.
Weapons of the weapons of mass destruction.
Brilliant minds built by resilliant minds.
Refurbishing the fact that the future is futuristic and the future is now.
Model a life, fate is real, fate is you, fate is built.
Fate is built.
And no one thought it would come to this.
Deconstruct

4. The Widowmaker

And they screamed on the way down.
The best thing since sliced bread has destroyed everything you've ever known.
Their morning is their iron lung

5. All She Wrote

It never stops raining.
With daggers sewn through her heart she cries.
Filled with confusion she cries.
"No one can help me until I can help myself.
And I can't help myself."
Frozen throughout, exposing broken skin.
One week, one more week.
She can't take anymore burning in her mind.
"Why can't I sever your head, why can't I sever your memory?"
The image burned through her eyes has made it on to the mirror.
Broken glass reflecting on the shards of the past.
Forcefed memories walking on tacks,
please pull the knife fight out of my back and I'll pull the knife out of yours.
"You can't stop the rain", she says.
"You can't stop the rain"

6. Why Is A Raven Like A Writing Desk

Combining the creative efforts that focused on the assassination
attempts made upon all presidents – past and future
with the main ideals of capitalism and fears of environmental degeneration.
The ozone depletion is a lie.
A farce concocted by geniuses to cover up the tracks of wheels long set in motion.
We are the seekers of sight.
The sightseers seeing what no others have seen.
Stop all production; dumb down and unlearn.
Why lie, why deceive?
Corruption is easier when the corrupted are corrupt to relearn is death,
but the dead have been walking the earth for years.

7. Killing On Empty

And I dream in black and white and red.
The last time I saw you, your head was on a spike, still screaming her name.
Still cursing the day that I was born.
Yet nothing has changed.
Or do I still ask you for help?
No. Then stop asking me for forgiveness,
because I cannot bleed until my dreams come true

8. Noah Will Be Your Grave

There is no such thing as fire and brimstone.
When the rains come, so will the floods and Noah will be your grave.
Help promote the de-evolution of the human race.
Continue the search because we are not ownable, we are not programmable, we cannot be controlled.
Search manufacture or remanufacture.
I've lost my train of thought again, can't remember yesterday from the back of my hand.
But I can see your future and it does not contain me.
When the world ends, we will all relive our childhoods, and our rebirth will begin.

9. Doppleganger

Revert.
Revert into the sullen dogs you once were.
As poison replaces blood, revert and demolish.
Everyone used to think humanity was you,
slowly and surely you're more machine than men.
Gears and cogs clog your system.
Overload.
Always running in circles.
Tie me up, light me up, tear me down.
As the paint runs down your face and into your eyes, think of me.
I want to be remembered as pain.

10. Sloth Loves Chunk

It's more than a scar.
It's a lifetime you left.
A lifetime of lifelines shouting from rooftops with no one to hear but us.
I'm not going to lie, I never did, I never will; but I loved that life.
I lived that life, so does that mean I'm dead?
Time has passed since our last goodbyes and the taste of that letter still stands on my lips.
Honey mixed with vinegar.
And life is very long.

You know I would set this world on fire just to see the look on your face
Because silence is sweet, but not as sweet as revenge
I would set this world on fire just to see your face
But not as sweet as revenge.