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get your neurons ready for some aural stimulation
open up the world for a fresh sublimation
steaming up the orbit this 365 rotation
slapping up the record to deny your expectation
cybersword havers we are back to shred the space up
kick out all the business suits and tip it flip the place up
i revive the genre as a lone ranger face up
nu-metal is back, it's the sound you can't erase unh!
The sublimation of your entertainment
the open world flows through your mouth
the expression of your disaffection
it's to make that energy come out
hauuuaaaggghhh!
compressa, regressa, i can't even address ya
i'll four dimension chess ya
a chestnut fire cresta
looking mighty dense
critic judging like chuchesta
when i say all cops are bastards
one exception; they arrest ya
i'm getting tested to the limits of my vested
interest stressing over this investment
digress to the zest assessment
this inquest, I've expressed,
i detest, not impressed
the progress, you suggest,
is repressed, and untested
The sublimation of your entertainment
the open world flows through your mouth
the expression of your disaffection
it's to get your anger out, get loud!
hauuuaaaggghhh!
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I'll admit i'm little bit unprepared
for the challenges presented ahead
a notch off-kilter but never scared
when the needles push into the red
dialing a nice tight ratio
light compressing with no lookahead
gain returns as that hidden glow
returns to the dark of the dead
these sources refueling my ferrous loop
fake inspiration burns forth
is it real creativity or cheapened dupe?
guess the clicks were all it was worth
this quandary is somewhat unreasonable
state the post-modernist's retorts
hierarchied art; unfashionable
find the truth in a sales report
the less you hope from me
the less i'll let you down
(the more we rise the more we fall)
escaping great expectations
(the light is falling through my grasp)
the more i promise you
the more i let you down
(the bladed shadows drawing tall)
i can't meet great expectations
(i see the future falling ->
fast when I practice subtle arts
these manipulations of air
exploding from within my chest imparts
local meaning i intend to grow there
no topic can cite what this data charts
sent through the digital share
something common in lost ages apart
but contemporarily rare
i claim bespoke when i status cast
but i question does the crowd really care?
vulnerability staked in brass
and closed with the shot of a snare
superstatistician's information blast
reads "beyond the reversible stair"
artifacts of some magician's past
amongst shatterhandled e-e-e-earthenware
the less you hope from me
the less i'll let you down
(the more we rise the more we fall)
escaping great expectations
(the light is falling through my grasp)
the more i promise you
the more i let you down
(the bladed shadows drawing tall)
i can't meet great expectations
(and now the life we had is passed)
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Every Time We Touch
03:38
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touch, an indication
a metering of thought
a revelation
more than a reflection's knot
without's not simple
no matter, i'm not caught
someday is the beacon
the light that holds us taught
separated by these miles
across the land and sky
like cubes they tile
barriers of time and shy
i can withstand the trials
a plague, dictator, rot
worth it to see you smile
that picturesque snapshot
cause everytime we touch
I get this feeling
and every time we kiss
I swear I could fly
I only want to hear your heartbeat
next to my own
in our castle in the sky
cause everytime you're near
my scars are healing
and every time we kiss
there's nothing to hide
I know that if I hear your laughter
joy has arrived
in our castle in the sky
ironic, our tale
echoes the age old tellings
stories of the star crossed and saphhic
our outfits as loud as yelling
we fill up the room, no space for the tragic
that space that lives between us
let's crush it like a tinfoil bag
and i know we have that trust
we'll tear through every snag
and every time we touch
I feel ecstatic
and every time we kiss
I breathe, I'm alive
the chemicals explode as fireworks
in and outside
our castle in the sky
yeah everytime we touch
I can't believe it
i've never felt so real
now I'll never die
I can feel your soul erupt
connected to mine
in our castle in the sky
caaaaaastle in the skyyyyy
oh yeaaaaeeyyeeehahhh
caaaaaastle in the skyyyyy
skyyyyyyyyyy
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Extend Mode
03:20
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yo!
i'm a bringer of the peace by disturbing it
collide with the flow of the moment to turn it up
if you need a slice of the justice, i'm serving it
even if we come from past not deserving it
cybersword i attack, dressed in chrome gray and black
taken aback, by the lack of empathy, for the shack
suited heads better crack, time to bring the light back
start a new dedication for skills, have a knack
blessed with soul red and gold, my intention
to fulfill a role, vacant hole, with invention
hold out a blade to prevent their retention
rise to the challenge, provide an ascension
break up the greed, solve the need, help us up
across every creed, same we bleed, 'cept the top
feed the weak, cure the bleak, pay the doc
build a community, we rise above
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Rotter Da Mars
01:59
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cybersword in the hand is worth two down the block
if your game is oppression, you're about to get shocked
with the force of a Valkyrie and the grace of a truck
slam the brakes on your alchemy, give your shell a good shuck
you can measure my flow
on the Scoville scale
party favour on tow
flavours I exhale
master of tact the grand edgelord is back
to send attacks from below and charge the rich a blood tax
slicin' and dicin'
get this party hyped up
rotter da mars
funky DJ
get this party pumped up
rotter da mars
powerful groove
get the structure torn down
rotter da mars
save the planet
using cool techniques
rotter da mars
panic abounds from the resulting impact
couple real crude brutes, tension's bound to react
cybersword cutting through like Damascus steel
if you feel my words then freinds it's time to get real
the side of the enemy is the side of the fash
spouting hatred, rhetoric, and division trash
I read your receipts and I just got sick
I got two turntables and a bone to pick!
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Dehydration
03:36
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the clock continues to tick
the clock continues to tick
the clock continues to tick
the clock continues to tick
trapped and scoured by the rays
stranded outward in the haze
months and years blend into days
mirages fade into the grey
screaming headlong into the sands
nobody knows where they land
as the edges eternally expand
an entropic reprimand
no bedrock, no base of slate
nothing concrete to inform its state
nothing solid to escape that fate
no breeze to let spirit deflate
the great eraser of time
the rasp to grate the sublime
glint, glitters and shines
erodes away the mind
the clock is always ticking
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Gigavolt Revolution
04:10
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Emerging from another land
a hero once disgraced
the one who had abandoned will
return till evil is displaced
glowing cybersword his plan
to drive across the race
empowered by the thunderhand
till fascism has been erased
the CEO atop the spire
Denon Zodiac
curses the electric fire
about to scorch him black
once the tide begins to flow
the proles can't be put back
hungry for their righteous goal
hope glimmers through the cracks
with ten hundred thousand gigavolts
coursing through his fist
Ryth-Zm returns to help revolt
make techbros cease to exist
force the rightful evolution
capitalism's demise
start a gigavolt revoltion
til freedom shines
to reveal the sunrise
and i ask "is an explosion an object"
and they say "yes, but we call them the stars"
and i cry "will the workers rise from their projects
to convert calamity into scars"
and i will chain the horrors, put root into rock
i will take away embeded barbs
i will calm the ocean, turn kings into rust
convert calamity into scars.
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Eye of the Glassstorm
03:52
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