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MadEye
03:30
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crashing waves
born of the solstice
i am mad eye
lucky mad eye
i have the bells
i have the spooks
mad eye
muhaha mad eye
spirit dancer
got my galactic ding dongs
my bloodied lovers
sweet revenant bliss
proceed
slippery down, down
i like to disco dance
i like to eat the dust
i felt for fear
i am mad eye
lucky mad eye
muhaha mad eye
spirit dancer
spare me
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2. |
The Butcher
02:53
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Glanced my own reflection
proud, smart, red fingers
i set you in my sight
i am the Butcher
painted by nature
i'll massage you with my fingers
shall your prey still find room
from which dream
let those who are in favor with
their stars sing a dull tune
hath not in mine eye maybe deceived
i view in thee
skinny fingers
poisened before the mud
i like to eat the maggots
the squiggy ones, yes
your hurtling through life
at a phenomenal speed
buying, buying, buying
like your lifes depend on it
a well programmed species
Japan, North America, England
If thou survive...
awaken
this night will come again
conjure before the Gods
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3. |
This Old Piano
01:40
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Tighten your seatbelt
this is a big heavy one
This day has died, i am sure
i am sure
and now its all catching up
there is vampires in that sea
your a long, long way from home
yes, rip this old piano
its cursed...
it only plays a tune of horror, horror story
it only plays a tune of horror, horror story
we keep going
we confound
near the water
doomed
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4. |
Over The Grand Canyon
02:59
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Rablesnatcher!
so i was like trying to jump over the Grand Canyon
on my skateboard
why?
every family has a member like this
hammered, delightfully
so i was trying to jump over the Grand Canyon
the curse
the curse
i converse
the fool has vanished
the hooded toad
be luminous
of the spirits
the phantom rides to the summit
make a visit to the penurious elite
the magnaminous ones
when will this world be new?
pertaining to what?
an ornate dance
for seasoned veterans only
do not indulge the monkey
this turret is going to collapse
its an inexhaustable juxtaposition
the subconcious
its unruly
stop
let's look at these consumate fishy ones shall we?
such horribleness
hmm...perhaps i'll go read a comic book
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5. |
Wayworn and Ragged
02:08
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how about transmitting some knowledge?
or just sit on a stump
but i am just so wayworn and ragged
noise growing
its dark and cold
this twilight never ends
how many roads do i need to choose from?
why is there no way home?
i am wary seeking
heavy
in the flock
below the air
many voyages
as i have left my home
well
pity me then
wish i were renewed
a victor
shall we ask the cactus?
he is a little withered
but he's not under any illusion
god survive my well contented day
idle ranks remain
present me
the odour of love... is not within my eyes
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6. |
Flamed Trillion
02:39
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i drive a flamed trillion
its faster than the others
its flames are sub-pheremal
like a hurricane in the air
like a kikboxing Cuckaburra
a long, long, long time ago
to be sure that is not false i swear
i despair
therefore i am
knowing to much
in the wrong place
in the wrong time
...just like a zebra
for my sight
they bow
hand paint it
kiss me
be kind
oh what a depressed skeleton you are
reaming, scalloped, overdomesticated
misprisoned
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7. |
My Verse Astonished
02:26
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healthy in the mind
the lord of the yellow
ooh, sounds like a fertile escapade
what do you think people?
towards a distant speck
the speck gradually resolves, revolves
because its metaphorically, non-metaphysically perilous
isn't that right exploitatons
fruiteered
Tesalf the Dark One
i'll cosmicly wallop you all
eater of sheep
horns on the beach i'll have
life-giver
the flies on the moon
no want of conscous
hold it that i call
my verse astonished
give me aid
as your my master now
damn
i vow
i can not boast my silence
sins will die
leaches of the sea
mammoth among the spirits
awaken
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8. |
Frozen Fool
02:38
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Barren wasted
frozen fool
spirits taught
should i despair?
should i grow mad?
oh lazy boy
like a slug in bed
came tripping
time was removed
a bit of diaphinous eq there
birds oversaw their power
with gauranateed teeth
blandness arife
amusing they think it is to whip the servants
towards the mauka
it was stolen
time was removed
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9. |
Subconscious Of Variety
02:01
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Wanderer, a random desultoror
life totally ferhoodled
the suit of an ingus
an ingus ingus fartus
an ornate dance for the emperor
flying....
Scot's Goblin
i'll be a Scot's Goblin
i'll be a giant Utaagaard
i got Lycanthropic Spirits
i'm like a blood thirsty alien
i'm claustrophobic of spaces
i like.... bridges
i live in a mawkish city
such an illogical fantasy
subconscious of variety
horrible now
such an illogical fantasy
subconscious of variety
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10. |
Miss MiniMax
01:47
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let's head over to the birding camp shall we?
hmm, lets meet Miss MiniMax
its Friday now so its galumphing
i like the sound of that
you heard that gentleman
she said i could be commander of the sloop
ooh... so pentient
best migrate
its magic to fly
your humble as well as brave
bow to me
seek my worship
are you not a hero?
astonishing
do you not feel safe?
how long have you been this hungary?
that was the Eye of Ruthus
tetragonal non-submissiveness
i'll be your madman
hmm..
i suggest you dodge and get out the way
study it
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11. |
Flask Of Obliveon
01:36
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as the flowers blooming at night
as bright as the full moon
brew of the Great Knights
drink from the flask of Obliveon
come back tomorrow
they say the mashed potatoes will be nice
cause its a good day
but the ice-cream will be garbage
i feel like a goul in the fog
my heart is no more
i speak quietly to the rats
and the flock
my passion yet to be born
evil
what are those symbols in the mist?
clouded
in the end we wonder why
is that three sugar-lumps?
or eternal anguish?
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12. |
My Horse Is Horrible
02:05
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face.... the silence
agonsing groan
collapsed on the ground
i' ve got an enchanted blade you know?
its cut many a skull in 2
my horse is horrible
but to me its very adorable
its very cute
its even more healthy that the enchanted horses
i would marry it if i could
i would sleep with its hairy chest
and its foul, foul breath
i might even consider having a baby
gulp
gulp at my own reflection
my own virtue
the point of my own existance has been defeated
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13. |
Cracked Skulls
02:20
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cracked skull
cracked skulls
as silent as...
a shepard lost in war
sweet orphan
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