Komplettes MP3 Album von Greg Lycar
Angegebene Spieldauer: 52:09
Veröffentlichungsdatum: 2004-10-04
Kurz-Beschreibung von CDbaby: Unusual Techno-Rock with a sharp edge and a moral and spiritual heart

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The Demo Lyrics


Beast

Waiting---just a shell
Break me from this cell
Show me, when you shine
Invading your own space, your time

Look at all the weasels putting
pennies in their pockets
touting flesh and pride
Man, we just pretend.
Ignoring the wind up and over our heads
and instead of bend---
venerate the chemicals inside

Flowers, choked by weeds
Killed off, a natural creed
Crooked broken course
Sin within without remorse


Lie

My oh my how you smile when you lie you’re
right at home there
don’t ask me to swallow
don’t ask me not to care
you try and try to break that soul
that’s innocent and bare
you crazy little clown
how do you dare?

Lazy, you turn and walk away
cause it’s so easy
your lack of attention don’t surprise me

inversion of sin and truth to ash
when the old ones are as rash and as brash as the youth
don’t ask me to follow
don’t ask me not to fear
Government zoo where children rule
and denial’s everywhere
then they sanctified their lies
---that’s more than I can bare

Yeah, yeah, you’ll never come clean
embedded like a stain ingrained in the scene
you’ve lost your laws, returned to the dirt
You put The Book back on the shelf
in the Gospel of the Self you practice pride
and hide behind the lie of having learned


Medium

It’s become so difficult to breath
poison vapors are floating all around
I inhale the lies deep inside
and my morals are drowned
where my darkness is found

free and suffocated, charged and frustrated
It’s getting pretty thin gonna break pretty soon
in the shallow kingdom of material bread

it’s become so difficult to hear wise voices
through the pretty noises
dancing in the air
I absorb the lies money buys
and my thoughts are drowned
where my weakness is found

my heart burns and my head learns and my
soul yearns in confusion
the world flaunts and the world wants and the world is spun from this illusion

busted
broken
baked and wasted
misled
cultural climate conditioned opinion
it’s all a brainwash

it’s become so difficult to know
a lot of shallow thinking giving good show
I swallow the lies in supply they
hypnotize my mind with their sugary glow