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March of the Dead
03:45
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The pain is in my head, why can't you see it from my side?
The pain is in my head, why can't you see it from my side?
The pain is in my head, why can't you see it from my side?
The pain from being dead, why can't you see it from my side?
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Hyperspace
03:45
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Burning up the cosmic road.
Engines all on overload
Faster than the speed of light
There is no time, no day, no night.
Plot the course from A to B
Our destination soon you'll see
Thrusters fire, the engines roar.
Beyond the Galaxy we soar.
Stars and planets are a blur.
A swirling spinning vortex tour.
Blinding dark and silent sound.
Where down is up and square is round.
Warping time and folding space.
Vanishing without a trace.
Sparks of time, flash into view.
Reappearing somewhere new.
Burning down the cosmic trail.
Solar winds have caught our sail.
Deep in space so far and wide.
Just kick back, enjoy the ride.
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Monster
03:50
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Screaming, born out of the void.
Dreaming, death will be deployed.
Silent, the town cowers in fear
Violent, the shape creeping so near.
Howling, the wind picks up in speed.
Fouling, all that does not take heed.
Rising, the moon's eerie pale glow.
Sizing, up the victims below.
BREATHING FIRE ACROSS THE LAND.
CRUSHING ALL INTO THE SAND
YOU CAN RUN AND TRY TO HIDE
BUT CAN'T ESCAPE THE EVIL TIDE
Trying to break free from it's grip.
Prying, the steel fingers wont slip.
Falling deep under the spell.
Calling to the demons in hell.
Draining the life flows from my soul
Waning, slowly losing control
Feeling, blood boiling with rage.
Unsealing, the beast free from its cage.
WAKING FROM SUSPENDED STATE
THE WORLD WILL REALIZE IT'S FATE
YOU CAN RUN AND TRY TO HIDE
BUT CAN'T ESCAPE THE EVIL TIDE
Dripping, talons covered in blood
Ripping, red rivers flash flood.
Tearing, soft flesh from the bone.
Glaring at the evil unknown.
STANDING HIGH ABOVE THE WORLD
THE CREATURE'S FURY IS UNFURLED
YOU CAN RUN AND TRY TO HIDE
BUT CAN'T ESCAPE THE EVIL TIDE.
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Jungle Blues
05:15
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I got the jungle blues, jungle blues baby.
I got the jungle blues, jungle blues baby now
I got the jungle blues, jungle blues baby.
I got the jungle blues, jungle blues baby yaw.
He's got…
She's got..
They've got….
You've got….
I've got…
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Ugly (aka Psycho)
04:48
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I'm ugly, not pretty at all
my ugly mugly, it stands to fall.
I'm twisted, all gnarled and bent
my lack of vision ain't worth a cent.
I'm bitter and full of rage
I'm an animal freed from its cage.
LONG AGO MY SOUL WAS SOLD
MY CHARISMA'S JUST LIKE MOLD
Ugly, vile and despised
if you trust me, I'll feed you lies.
I'm nasty, my smile's a screen
if you love me, I'll treat you mean.
I'm frigid and cold as ice
But when you meet me I seem so nice.
ONCE I HAD AN HONEST DREAM
NOW I LIVE FOR CURDLED CREAM
Ugly, my favorite word
it's ambiguous, yet so absurd.
I'm carnal and full of sweat
always lusting with no regret.
I may be evil or just plain vile
a natural devil in angels guise.
COME WITH ME I'LL BE YOUR FRIEND
AND STICK WITH YOU UNTIL THE END.
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Ghost
02:40
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Dread
06:39
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Turn your head around and see the fading light
it's been like this before just not the same
shadows form and creep along in silent flight
it's been like this before the darkness came.
Step into a world that always seems to beckon
you've walked this road before not knowing it's name
Signs are all around but still they just don't reckon
you've walked this road before but never out in the rain
WHEN THE THING THAT YOU CAN'T PUT YOUR FINGER ON JUST KEEPS EATING AWAY
AT THE CORNERSTONE OF THE HOUSE OF BONE UNTIL IT CRUMBLES TO DECAY
thoughts and pictures in my head keep stirring up
surreal dreams that flash and form to fame
tears of crimson slowly crying down my cup
from scattered ashes rise a bursting flame
Faces in a crowd all seem to multiply
they've looked like this before but much more tame
piercing eyes and crooked smiles that don't ask why
they've looked like this before but without all the blame
WHEN THE SONG IN YOUR HEAD IS THE ONE YOU CAN'T NAME IT JUST KEEPS EATING AWAY
AT THE END OF A ROOT FROM THE TREE THAT KNOWS ALL WHERE THE SERPENT IS LYING IN WAIT
Turn your head around and watch the twilight fade
it's been like this before just not the same
the sounds of darkness slip away behind the shade
whispers in your ear keep calling your name
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Mirror Mirror
06:09
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I am a reflection on the wall.
Looking out through the window down the hall.
Viewing with eyes that see the other way.
A witness to all with not a thing to say.
I am a reflection of the days gone past,
from the first few memories right up to the last.
Of all the people I’ve met and the words that they’ve spoke,
from idle conversation to the serious joke
I am a reflection of a sound
A voice caught in the wind and forever spinning round
An echo that whispers across the ends of time
A whisper that echoes like the ringing of a chime
I am a reflection of society at large,
Greed, hate, jealousy; cash, cheque or charge.
High tech overwhelms and thinking’s on the shelf.
Ignorance sedates the state of mental health
I am a reflection on the street,
A shimmering pool in the hardened concrete.
The colors of the world shining brightly and wild,
like the sparkle in the eyes of a curious child.
I am a reflection of a world gone mad,
a stone, a pebble, a tiny grain of sand.
A single blade of grass that stands before the storm,
A single topsail, weathered, freyed and torn.
I am a reflection in the glass
A wavering face of all that will pass.
If the crack keeps growing larger every day
Clarity is only a stone’s throw away.
I am a reflection of the pendulums swing,
If it doesn’t move then it just don’t mean a thing
the mirror hides truth from vanity’s view
and on the other side lies the reality of you.
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Full Moon
04:49
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Outside under electric light
I walk a street that fades from sight.
It's cold, the stars frostily shine
far above broken clouds that keep the moon-glow in line.
Aimlessly I wander at a steady pace
while the thoughts in my head reflect a cold and barren face.
There's a weird and twisted feeling up in the air
while the tide washes in and away without care.
Shadows silent and lurking in the dark
Fierce eyes are glowing with a luminescent spark.
Laughter surrounds all over me just like a dome
I really start to feel like I belong on planet home.
Crazy is just a five letter word
but tonight it's the only one I have heard.
Left dry behind the Sun and out to hang before the Rain
I've already walked this road and know that soon I will again.
AND UNDER THE COVER OF DARKNESS, SHADOWS OF THE NIGHT ALL COME OUT TO PLAY.
THEY LIE IN WAIT FOR SOMETHING TO SIGNAL THEM ALL INTO ACTION BY THE LIGHT OF THE FULL MOON.
Outside under the pale white light
I walk turning my head from the left to the right
to find whatever keeps on calling my name
and why I already know the rules to this game.
The stars keep shining high up overhead
while the innocent have all locked their doors and lie sleeping in their beds.
The world falls silent, there's nowhere left to run
I turn my gaze up to the sky cause I know that my waiting time is done.
AND AT THE STROKE OF MIDNIGHT THE CLOUDS PART AND LEAVE A HOLE IN THE SKY.
I MUST SUCCUMB AS ONE OF THE MANY WASHED CLEAN BY THE COLD FRIGID LIGHT OF THE FULL MOON.
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Wolf Soup
03:21
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Bacon Fried Rice
04:08
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I've got Bacon Fried Rice sitting, sizzling on a plate
it comes fast food fresh and served simmered without wait
My knife and fork arranged so perfect on a Chinese Zodiac
while the juices from the chicken wings are dripping through the cracks
of the dollar store dinnerware all painted up in Zen
while grains of rice keep falling on the table now and then.
Outside colors of the night reflect an eerie neon glow
in the lacquered, layered streets where the rain falls misty slow.
Steam hisses in the window over crispy hanging meat
with the sounds of clinking, chewing and the scurrying of feet. The choices on the menu range from planet A to Z
but combo number 50 is the only one for me.
Spices and aromas of the tasty and the wild
fill the air with promises of burning hot to mild
Noodles long and lanky in a broth of liquid jade
stirred, swirling to the surface just to slowly sink and fade
in oily peppered garlic with a hint of roasted fire
it helps to curb the longing for my bacon filled desire.
The conversation turns to rabbit, a rooster and a rat
as the universe unfolds on a crusty paper mat.
Fish inside a crystal box and packed just like sardines
are waiting to acquaint with many steaming Chinese greens.
Give me seconds of that ginger glazed meat behind the bone
with a silver pot of cold tea placed high upon a stone
Dragons in my eyes reflecting off the many signs
that lineup down the street towards where eternity shines.
Smoky perfume fills my senses with opiatic dreams
plus a little wisdom passed along on a tiny paper stream.
Once more I'm on my way back home to join the daily race
and find myself upon on the path that starts and ends at the same place.
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Dr. Snik: The Sonic Surgeon Toronto, Ontario
Snik/verb: to cut, snip or nick.
Deep down in his dark laboratory Dr. Snik, The Sonic Surgeon, diagnoses, dissects and creates sonic monstrosities with surgical precision.
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