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01. Freezer Burn

Fire ignites
The cold, melts down tonight
Burns the ice
The heat turns white
Instant! Flash frozen
Never thaws in time
Feels so ever rigid
Can not chop it down
Then starts some boiling
Potential to expire
Heating from inside

Senses to be rigid
Tempeture controlled
Limits thermal increase
Contained to the mold

Chilled for a reason
Scalded beyond reason
Now you burn with fire
Reborn from the fire

02. Forgery

Selective memory
Reinvents
The past erased reinvented
The substitute; nostalgia
Its glossy smile
The ad man's dream
Turned inside out
Not fact or fiction
Bigger than life
Anthemic
Bigger than life
For god or country
Good or evil
Christ or satan
On these y0u can rely
The ad man's dream
Turned inside out
Not fact or fiction
Bigger than life
It's a fake
Forgery

03. Senseless Abuse

Sickened by the action
The senseless abuse
Hatred the reaction
Now put it to use!
The treatments, the testimony of motives
Strategy, manipulation, tormented minds
Maneuvers capitalize on innocence
Power wielding deeds crushing my head
Sickened by the action
The senseless abuse
Hatred the reaction
Now put it to use!
Exploitive, revengeful rage emerging
Struck are hidden chords, stricken by the crimes
Self control and conscience now dormant
The dark urge fulfilled, the abuse is here to stay

04. Primitive Origins

Getting a grip on the speeding insecurities
Surviving throughout the chaotic instability
Linking yourself to the one singular authority
The frequency for aggression
The waveform of capital action
Phases toward deterioration
Its origins are primative
Its origins are primative
Falling right into ambitious agitation
Pledge your commitment to material escalation
Just witness the consequential excavation

Start up buzz saws, armed for conquest
Bone cutting wailing, lays all to rest
Sound off buzzwords, avaricious intent
Slogans and fists in the air, keep us content

05. Aggravated Condition

Squeze the abcess, squirting release
Press past dry, meanwhile reinfect
Breaks out again, no callous forms
From scratching the scab
Worsen the eventual scar
Aggravated condition
Just can't leave it alone to heal
All your mind, diseased by woe
The troubled thoughts then embossed
The dreaded substance coming to a head
You pick at it 'till it pops

06. The Coliseum

[Instrumental]

07. Decay

In a state of arrested decay
Determined to repeat
The same mistake
Cross section where our lives meet
Crumbling foundation beneath our feet
Cross section
Where our lives meet
Ghosts in our houses
Never to begin again
Never to be the same
In a state of arrested decay
Our time slips away

Its been decided

08. It's Been Decided

[Instrumental]

09. Force Fed

Orifices opened to force feed
Food for non thought
Weaned on mass quantities
The nutrition is subliminal domination
It's easy to digest
When it's shoved down your throat
The feast shall never end
While the hordes keep eating it up
Disguised by titillation
Exercise the tantilization
Titillation! Tantilization!
Absorb the shit that you ate
It will sink in, remain there to stay
You will lose all you taste
It's been decided what you will intake
You will lose all your taste
It's been decided what you will intake
You will lose all you taste
It's been decided!

10. The Taming

Saw him in january
Sizeable arms
Same sense giggle
Killer instincts
Killer instincts
Same as usual
But that was before mexico
Stretched out on a slab of dry ice
Thumped with rubber thongs
Prodded by electrodes
Finally
Wood alcohol
Brought him back around
Brought him back around

11. Bought & Sold

Bought and sold
Body and soul
Sold down the river
River of blood
Powerless
To resist
Systematic self interest
An instrument of our own device
Conglomerate feeding vampire
Beyond redemption
Out of control
The machine churns
Fuel burns
Politicians survival instinct
With the temper of a shrew
Powerless
Systematic self interest
An instrument of our own device
Conglomerate feeding vampire
Beyond redemption
Out of control
The machine churns
Fed on blood and muscle
Drive this heap of rotted steel
The machine churns
Consuming devouring
Under a neon cross

12. Look Up At The Sun

Look up at the sun
Turning
Eleven thousand degrees
Burning theres no siren
No firemen
Is it night or day
Ninety three million miles away
He's got a gun
Pulled out from behind
A thousand mistakes
Generalizations
He was beyond reason
He fired three shells
He fired three shells
He fired three shells
He fired three shells
He fired three shells
He fired three shells
He fired three shells

13. Drainpipe

For the sewer, spurt on out
Waste the drops down the trap
To mired, muck and murk
Slosh about
A plunge sucked in a drain
Slosh about a plunge a drain
A plunge! Sucked in! A drain!
Slosh about! A plunge! A drain!