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The Gorging
06:23
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The Gorging
Mission 1: break to the present, forget the past, and stop future attacks
On the Sun's far side, mid sling shot, time stopped us in our tracks
Back here on Earth, you're hypnotized by the lights on a screen, it dominates your vision
Now the signal's jammed, this state of stasis is the basis, for your every decision
And it's a joke the way they make it look so good and you lick the glass
And it's a crime the way they erase your future and diddle your past
Nobody blinked but we missed something so good, so worth it to see
Nobody's starves, but we all keep consuming, got to keep eating
No stories to tell, nothing to see that separates a meal from your brother
It could be soylent green, it could be steak, it could be the living flesh of another
And it's a joke the way they make it look so good and you lick the glass
And it's a crime the way they erase your future and diddle your past
And it's tragic the way you chew through any reason you might have to dare
And it's not surprising, to anyone at all, the way the devil he don't care
You've got time on a platter, you keep getting fatter, fatter on what's left of your life
Keep gorging away, and watching awestruck as they sharpen the knife
Long gone along the way is where we are, but it looks like we're right here
Being eaten and eating, pumping and bleeding, until we all disappear.
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The Beast With 5 Fingers
06:40
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The Beast with Five Fingers
It's got a universe to learn and function to burn
It crawls up from the ooze wobbling on the crudest feet
It takes out the competition cause it knows that life is cheap
it scrambles into the light looking for something to eat
It doesn't matter what the numbers say,
An animal's got his instincts
they bubble up in between each high ideal
You can try to get away from it
but it knows your scent too well
The beast with five fingers comes creeping up from hell
And there's no escape at all
Nowhere to run to nowhere to hide
It's got an insatiable hunger
and insect's compassion as well
The beast with five fingers comes creeping up from hell
It sows its seed everywhere, yet it reaps more than it sows
It's got cities to build and others to lay to waste
It rapes and it plunders with fear filling its heart
it stockpiles and hordes while looking for something to eat
It's got ways and means and truckloads of jellybeans
When it leaves it smells like sulphur and it tastes like you frenched a lock
It's got a hive full of piggies suckling away their lives
It bleeds them out on a whim using their throats to dull its knives
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Revelations From Rock Bottom
Like a discarded beer soaked cigarette forgotten before it expires
Amazing grace came in the form of a slow creeping odor.
What began as sweet promise and infinite possibility,
Now lies split-lipped, bloodied, and unconscious on the ground.
You pop apocalypse like bon bons because you've never seen it
you've seen it on the screen but they don't really mean it
Put a monster in a whole and filled in a crack
but never mind your secret, the creature's coming back
Take political sabbaticals while your brother twists
In the wind is where you hide, behind every fist
Put the body in the lake and weighed down the sack
but never mind your secret, the body comes floating back
The blood scent in the water, no you can't hide that smell
Admit it all today before the rot rebels
There's a reason they avert their eyes, when you go to speak
It’s not about your story arc or if you have peaked
What is it that makes your situation so unique?
It's 'cause you're a cliché, and the world's a fucking freak
With no freak flag to fly, the wind just spins around
The world becomes a toilet bowl, sucking people down
But the opposite of gravity will bring us floating back
So never mind a sad defeat it's time to go on the attack
The blood scent in the water, no you can't hide the smell
Admit it all today before the rot rebels
You can smell it when the blood clouds up the water
The way these chains they drag you 'round
And you'd do better to confess it all today
While you've got breath to make a sound
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Light The Fuse
03:51
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Light The Fuse
What are you doing here so long after midnight?
Why are you here so long before dawn?
You have a look about you like you couldn’t take a another quiet night
You got here and were already gone
And it’s calling you again from the other side of silence
Promising you a break in the clouds
It’s the thing that wouldn’t die
The only apple in your eye
The only thing that ever draws a hungry crowd
Oh desire you let your veil slip away to a cold and dusty place
Your dance went from regal, to dead eyed and spread eagle and a whirlwind so blasé
What have you done with all the guts you had?
Microwaved and stuffed into your face?
Your hysterical disasters can’t fly away faster
To dissolve into a billboard’s plastic grace
And it’s calling you again from the other side of silence
Promising you a break in the clouds
It’s the thing that wouldn’t die
The only apple in your eye
The only thing that ever draws a hungry crowd
Oh desire you’ve switched your veil again for a secret lipped hot sleep
Don’t ever keep me waiting again for this because your beauty cuts too deep
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Angry Hand Of God Denver, Colorado
Angry Hand of God began in 2006 when the band’s two original guitarists Mark Pilloud and Pat Dixon met via an ad on
StonerRock.com and began writing the band’s first few songs. Bass player Brian Kennedy joined later followed by drummer Garrett McGaugh. The last addition to band was vocalist and Colorado native, Ezana Negash.
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