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Meta The Man

by Meta The Man

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To Ourselves 05:24
To Ourselves verse 1 Concealed behind the mask you hide, Never let our, appearance reveal Keep the truth shy and blind the judgement of our peers -Chorus Let the rain be surrounding now, Walls collapse, backs are turned Pass the torch to disregard Has this chapter ended yet? -Verse 2 And you with the courage to admit the time When the truth might actually work Seems there's a rule to which we must abide Because lying is our best disguise -Chorus Let the rain be surrounding now, Walls collapse, backs are turned Pass the torch to disregard Has this chapter ended yet?
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Doctor 05:08
DOCTORS -Verse 1 Doctor use potions disregard to motion. The chaos you whether do more to measure. -Chorus Can't decipher what its all about, boles devoid of plight. Ostentatiously your friends are there but who am I? Receding with one's self in mind Are you welcomed in with pride? Can you here your self now, or still just consciousness? -Verse 2 Doctor use currents to disengage brain waves. These wires till then wont let his mind rest. -Chorus Can't decipher what its all about, boles devoid of plight. Ostentatiously your friends are there but who am I? Receding with ones self in mind Are you welcomed in with pride? Can you here your self now, or still just consciousness? -Interlude Blank stares from colleagues bleeds into discomfort. while rhythm cracks these masks, exposing the artist skull. -Break Fallacies pass the tease with ease Sting and burn it will last Your pendulous ends are creaking for a point to miss Our weary backs feed the fall of man every bit you dispise waiting blind to welcome in supplements
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Đi vào... 01:05
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(Come in, but leave your body at the door): Lyrics -Verse/Poem With our hands we progress differentiating factor comparable to the tongue alone. All we know has felt the weight of our callous in infamy to unquestioned acceptance. With our hands we distort, controlling natural reactions. Bringing to sensual fruition visions from an existence of unrefined definition in a shift of equilibrium. With our hands we amass In hoards a desert of shapeless thoughts. Awake in sleep feel free to oblige by the body's definition of inability, peering at metaphors of our sense's language. Standing here we are nothing more than hoped, nothing less than what we'd accept. Stances plead revel from being. Oh how well we run with an unsure pace. How well does that tourniquet cushion your faith at the perforation? -Chorus Siren can you resist your self? Been laying by feet of transient relief.
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Disperse the Poison -Verse 1 Clear, untampered masses disturbed by a singular dispersing Poison incapable of shaking them into mediocrity. When our faces look the same, the truth is laced in detail. Forced imitation of individual expression. The infection cascades, and the movement is ridden by decption with intent to construct a profit. When our faces look the same, the truth is laced in detail. -Chorus Tremulous Megaphone you've been selling the plage again, your content. Continue to stagnate preaching only phantasmagoria. Tear the confinse that manipulate sewn shut eyes, no disquise. Blast through the parapet, recall visions made to forget. -Verse 2 Clear, untampered masses disturbed by a singular dispersing Poison incapable of shaking them into mediocrity. Forced imitation of individual expression. The infection cascades, and the movement is ridden by decption with intent to construct a profit. When our faces look the same, the truth is laced in detail. -Chorus Tremulous Megaphone you've been selling the plage again, your content. Continue to stagnate preaching only phantasmagoria. Tear the confinse that manipulate sewn shut eyes, no disquise. Blast through the parapet, recall visions made to forget.
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A Person Barely -Chorus Intro/Outro This is written with indifference. No It dosen't bother me to know that your like the rest of them now. I'd like to view the film behind your eyes, but whats the point? Your content with the way things are to be so outcast. You must have been grown in a lab to be so robotic in nature. Connections intertwine. There access poison organs in your chest that make them phantom. What a waste.
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Nothing Left to Test -Verse 1 Once again the tempted mind remains the same. An empty march until we lay in the same graves. -Chorus Let me peel you back off the wall though you never needed me to feel the need so you can see how far we climbed to passive society. Common mistaking want for need. My tongue bears no uncertainty, your tendency's the edge I've been staring down a pulpit stale with effigies. -Verse 2 Contained and calm a shuttered focal point bends the nerve, Count the words that ring out of his head. In front of a triptych diorama, from a star's emission. -Chorus Let me peel you back off the wall though you never needed me to feel the need so you can see how far we climbed to passive society. Common mistaking want for need my tongue bears no uncertainty, your tendency's the edge I've been staring down a pulpit stale with effigies. -Break When this ground refuses to hold you, the foundation cracks among all the spoon fed remarks. When this sound sweeps you off the floor, then you will become the domino effect in us all.
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-Verse 1 Still burn below. Crawl from another world you had ended with vibrance.Tell me the gain of keeping your senses depraved. How many ceilings have you stared through? Other than mine this one's contingent on fire. What else will break as well as inside. Dressed in a film. Forget all the reasons, awake in weathered tension. Leave it behind, we're stained with the color of spells. Skinned using red tongues, taciturn preaching. I've traced all the creases, but strangers we'll still remain. Well nothing will break as well than when being inside. -Verse 2 In my torn rhythm you're a martyr sink into my bone. Reveal to me the taste of your heraldic lips. Single-edged weaponry. Hear the surface drowning in demands. Still nothing will brake as well than when being inside.

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released July 4, 2012

Special thanks to our family, friends, fans and Dave Heintz of Sound Landing Studios

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