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Shuffle, Cut and Reveal
01:15
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The Magician
08:10
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I hear them calling – Of this I can’t deny
I’ll wait until the trial
So many bright lights – Chemical architects
Live within the lie
They bought a genius – A cog to innovate
To illustrate the future
A man of science – enough to test the faith
Our very faith in man
I won’t contribute to an anecdote you convolute
From the bedridden on the new statute to the insecure and the destitute They all suffer – they are all suffering.
Suffer – in pain - suffering
We’ve broken all we can
We’ve opened up the scab
With no more compromise
We’ll settle for the past
And a future that won’t last
If the present doesn’t hurt.
Magician
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The Hanged Man
13:24
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You walked in – I moved out
To the patriots –A play on dead hearts
This rumour, your tumour, your hanging noose, its pride. (An express insider)
You walked in – I moved out
We scurry like rats – its fact that’s how you paint us
An institution of delusion en masse – a crass blame game of race against race.
Hey – What was that you say?
Does climate change exist?
1 in 5 Britons will be ethnics
Hey – so here’s The Truth
After 27 years in
In The gates of hell
*Some fans – Picked the pockets of victims
*Some Fans – Urinated on the brave cops
*Some fans – beat up PC he was
Giving Kiss Of life"
Hey – that game you play
That spite and hate
Won’t take the fear away
We know you hide behind the printed word
And my commitment to your dying fleet
Is to help ignite these flames of hope
So with accelerant we can sing
You'll burn with kerosene
You'll burn with kerosene
You'll burn with kerosene
You'll burn with kerosene
You are not my star
You are not my sun
You are not my mail
You are my arson
You are not my star
You are not my sun
You are not my mail
You are a sham - The hanged man
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I felt this first
Embraced this curse
It’s not a shot in the dark – Not a flame, not a spark. It’s fire.
Now I’m burning it down – You will know my name...The Pariah.
I’m the rectifier
You won’t suffer fools so gladly
When it all comes down and it will believe me
We won’t suffer fools so gladly
When it all comes down and it will believe it
GRANT MY ONE WISH - FIND YOUR FLAT EARTH
I’d Newton your gravitas
For we are right
It’s why we fight
Blinded by evidence
Conjecture is the fact
We won’t turn back
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The Lovers
08:03
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Angel, an arrangement made in heaven
Delivered beauty to the harem
Handed over like a postman
Delivers letters to the door
The entire package
This side up
Bokkie, its common place now to feel anxious
Afraid to show you my affections
She always had the best intentions
Cracks sometimes that you can see through
His eyes don’t lie so close them
And she’s so scared
Cold caller. He’s schooled to bind on to connection
When he holds on to the convention
Of respecting the tradition
A tradition you signed up for
He hears her utter her contempt under her breath.
Cold, it’s so cold.
Skelm, she held affection from another
Into the keeping of his brother
A touch of this and of the other
With his brother she did lay
She did lay afraid of what may come.
Forsaker, retaliation born from anger
This malice forced the hand of actions
It paved the path of false enchantment
This is the bed on which you laid
The Crow Witch bathed
In stones, it’s so cold.
The Crow Witch bathed.
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The Hierophant
21:49
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We are the shaman seeking guidance
Benediction
Absolution
Praetextatus you have now claimed us
A vacant shadow for us to follow
I am floating - Never falling
Never drowning - Am I dying?
We are the shaman. You’re seeking guidance
Benediction
Then absolution
I am floating - Never falling
Never drowning - Am I dying?
Cosmic junk - Kessler Syndrome buccaneer
I’m cosmic junk - Lost in the ionosphere
Rotten Apples all this time
I may be bruised – But I’m not broken
I’m not broken
Recurring Themes throughout my life
They’re waiting for it to happen
And it’ll happen
There’s a reason that we function
I’ve given every ounce there is to lose
I’m breaking strings & the loser wins
If I wake up and reject everything
That we are meant to take – I’d still be dreaming
There’s more to me?
There’s more to me?
This honeymoon period is over
To this very day – Still making waves
Even in decay – This promise made
It’s a promise that I just can’t keep
It’s a promise that I just can’t keep.
I’m broken in
I’m defocussing
And yes I’ve lied to everybody that I’ve had
This honeymoon period is over
Cosmic, cosmic junk - Kessler syndrome Buccaneer
I’m cosmic junk - Lost in the ionosphere
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