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SOS I 01:22
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HUMAN KIND 01:55
Human kind can be hard to find People who look at you right in the eyes Try to memorize The tell-tale signs... Species that carry a spiritual debt are hunched by the weight of those of their kind Stranger, a strand in my DNA So only strangers come my way Atomized, heads spin round and round and round I was born dead The minutes and hours that lay ahead A swarm of words, ideas, and images Shifts in scale can trick the mind Into thinking we’ll never run out of time So we stay put, “you’ll be safe inside” The action of shame, to motivate Fear claims fear with no escape Don’t make the same mistake Oarsmen for a crooked ship Clinging for life to the side of it Atomized, life zooms in and out and in and out and
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Why can’t we just roll back the time? Leave all sensations but the blur of the climb Don’t stray—accelerate—no way to escape Smash through the ceiling, increasing the pace Speeds exceed, keep up with the times Wind whips our face up here, the heights are sublime Don’t rip the scales from my eyes, I don’t want to die Forfeit your memories or get left behind Planned obsolescence The essence Of a future with no living ties What they call progress is the process of rejecting death, The world keeps spinning faster, till it's out of breath The nervous system, stripped for parts The speed of information overtaking itself Settle the brain—and settle the heart The enemy of memory The state of the art
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In the windows of the hospital, faces in the dark "Did you hear about the graves in central park?" For six bucks an hour, a mask and some gloves, A kid on Rikers Island lowers caskets from a truck... Beneath the tunnels of the city Even lower than the trains… Dispossessed, and left for dead Taking refuge from the rain When we find out what we’re worth (not much) Noses rubbed into the dirt (but so what?) Lonely is the water that dries up in the earth Another life gone, unobserved All the shadows that wait their turn To meet the death they’re told they’ve earned Just accept it, it’s morals with no ethics To think you get what you deserve It’s never been a given, it’s the story we’re told That some shoulders are always cold That some people are meant to die (why?) They’ll tell you it was just their time
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SOS II 01:23
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UNDERLAND 02:27
Down in the underland The dead are said to live again Tunnels wind and intersect Old time made new again Undercover, and perfectly kept Sole to sole in identical step Limestone cut by water and wind A mirror image where the surface met As above, so below Are there places where the sun won’t go? I’ve seen weapon stores, and sleeping places— In the rocks there are many faces As above, so below Secrets tend to find their way back home… Forgotten graves, and stones that talk Unaccustomed to the daily shock… Human remains and nuclear waste— See them mingle in a “private” place As above, so below Pull the pin, close your eyes and throw... Katabasis, the last descent Between the trenches and the ocean vents But even lower, in the darkest depths— The earth conceals our deep regrets As above, so below...
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DAY 49 02:50
Life’s end Day 49 I’ve left space and undertaken time Looking down, wondering why I insist on another try… A thousand births A thousand deaths A thousand more I'll never rest! Made of earth Return to it The blessing of impermanence It slowly dawns before my eyes How many tears I’ve left to cry Teeth to cut, and trails to fly Gonna lose it all this time To take a birth with human kind I nail myself, to space and time A cloud of souls, form a living line And follow the path the dead define
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Another faceless Millenarian Man Singing songs of an imagined past He’ll wage an endless war (what for?) To make a world he understands Speed the future with a violent plan To scrub away the margins and the underclass Poison the water, annihilate the land Give it back to the living dead Another violent Millenarian Man, Seeking shelter from the world at hand Led to battle, like moths to the candle By group hallucinations of a “simple” past Looking backwards, what do you see? Delusions of tranquility An ark that turned to glass, and smashed Where lightning leapt to strike the sand
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SIMPLE CURE 02:56
There’s a simple cure for troubled dreams–memories, they come and go But history reveals itself, like weeds that push up through the road So why am I so busy chasing seeds I know I’ll never sow? (Don’t think twice, go in blind, close your eyes and watch them grow) They’ll ask us, did you work alone, you say yes and I’ll say no.
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SOS III 01:01
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Settle up, settle down, but settle the score Why settle for less when you can settle for more? Suiting up for the final push “A bird in the hand, well that’s two in the bush” With every provocation we’re evicting the past Camp alpha, a little city in an oil trance Rewrite history by the seat of our pants Another occupation of the holy land Jerusalem syndrome—got the better of you Blackwater hired guns have come to see it through Protection, an investment that is sold and bought Memory and occupation, tied up in a knot Feed the compulsion to plant the flag, install a prop Helipads, built on top of artifacts The desert littered with extended mags A regional psychosis, is there something in the air? Are those floodlights or a warning flare? Sacred sites, toppled in a night And all the sudden they were never there
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BEWARE 05:03
Don’t entertain the end of days— The plastic ruins, they look so strange The sky goes dark But holds the rain (any day now, any day) Some would say That time will tell But refuse to hear The warning bells The splash of oil In our wishing wells Draw out the heart And toss the shell (No one heard it when the last tree fell ) When the coast looks clear, beware They’ll say there’s no one left to care To hear the call that comes on air, Saying loud and clear, beware... The rocks don’t fall They shake with fear Playtime for The pioneers Rename the world Snuff the candle of the past How far in the future Will the shadow cast? ---------------- Hear the robin’s song Save our ship there’s something wrong They’ll fill what’s empty, by force of entry Pray for rain it won’t be long Dredge the earth, for deeper holes Suss the mines for the darkest coals In the end, what’s left unsaid Will haunt us more than what was told Hope and time Two stars in decline, in the end... what was said… In the end...
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released April 15, 2022

D4MT LABS INC. (US) D4MT-003
LA VIDA ES UN MUS (UK) MUS252

Recorded by Straw Man Army at D4MT LABS INC. 2020-2021
Mixed by Evan Mersky at Red Lantern Studios, PDX
Mastered by Will Killingsworth

SMA is Owen and Sean

Additional Instrumentation:
Shiva—drums on "Faces in the Dark" and "Day 49"
Joe—guitar on "Faces in the Dark"

Layouts by SMA
Lettering by Shiva

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