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replicator (of futurology) - birdsong lyrics

the cackling geese over yonder are mocking me
splash on a window frame pondering walking beats
hopelessly squandering all we’ve held sacred
slowly we saunter through broken streets naked
a means to an end justifying morality
gleaming white walls are surrounding the money trees
funnily juxtapositioning wisdom
cunning and f-cked up admissions kept hidden
musicians on missions emit their condition
and silently wish that somebody will listen
not by my volition, just all that i know
like a live exorcism dressed up as a show
a strange new beginning that’s founded in loss
and granted but only if needed it’s not
the guardians of time have thrust open the doors
but the pain i’ve felt shall dwell forevermore
opportunities squandered, burnt out in the heat
and i fear that we move ever closer to defeat
i understand we can leave altruism aside
i can see that there’s pain, in every way there is pride
spirit, body and mind, is that all it really is?
nothing to be found, this mist is just mist
a simulation chasing itself inside the maze
until i break gaze and it’s replaced with a grave
i wish that i could look away, but i’m too caught in this matrix
no chance of transcendence until i’ve mastered the basics
practically faceless, case of fl!ckering out
malice and hatred ‘til i taste sick in my mouth
i need to let go, no, i need to calm down
the room’s spinning slow, my body’s meeting the ground
all senses are failing, i’m helplessly flailing
my lenses degraded, this pain is becoming debilitating
exhilarating, statues stood so close to the edge
deliberating with our baited breath
with words that when spoken create transcendental debt
could of sworn i seen them wept from beneath a concrete stare
more indecent jest than a call to arms beware
it’s cheap to fight fair when instead we could cheat
a sign of weakness to care despite feeling complete
not so sure that i sleep anymore, i think i’m just closing my eyes
fury runs deep in my pores and everything seems like a lie
words decompose and then die, repeating the function
i heard my own prose and i cry, defeating the purpose
defeated deceit, but it’s come at a cost
searching for truths that forever remain lost
truth within lyrics that no one even listens to
and if they do, i’m scared the translation is far too literal

- replicator of futurology lyrics

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