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Back The Politics Of Ecstasy
1. The Seven Tongues Of God (5:59)
2. This Sacrament (5:09)
3. Next In Line (5:33)
4. Passenger (5:26)
5. The Politics Of Ecstasy (7:56)
6. Lost (4:14)
7. The Tiananmen Man (5:24)
8. Precognition (1:37)
9. 42147 (4:58)
10. The Learning (9:40)

01 THE SEVEN TONGUES OF GOD

(5:59)

Every man will ask the questions, and every man will suffer blame and loss
Every day you die a little, understand the change
And choose your path without disdain

The seven tongues of God are in my mind, they speak to me in ancient DNA design
I have never seen God, you have never seen God
And when they speak to me and the seven tongues align
Programmed to desecrate the pretensions in your mind
To further complicate I will now state that your convictions lack definition and form

Every day there is a bleeding , every time I watch the world slip by
Focus, the blind pretension underscoring pain, the path to solace felt in vain

The seven tongues of God are in my mind, they speak to me in ancient DNA design
I have never seen God, you have never seen God
And when they speak to me and the seven tongues align
Programmed to desecrate the pretensions in your mind
To further complicate I will now state that your convictions lack definition

And when they speak to me and the seven tongues align
Programmed to desecrate the pretensions in your mind
To further complicate I will now state that your convictions lack definition and form
To see the light is the purest form of reward

(If God did not exist, it would be necessary to invent him)

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02 THIS SACRAMENT

(5:09)

There's no control in the world today
And there's still no order to this game we all play

Maybe none of us know what's real

There's no constraint when the walls cave in
The neuron turn on, the game begins to fade away

Maybe none of us know
Maybe none of us want to hear
Never push against the flow aimlessly

Feel the flow and let all thought fade, we shall be one
For this sacrament has begun

Lucy in the sky (Looking in the sky) with diamond eyes (eyes are closed)
Long since dark, I wear her disguise of light

Maybe none of us know
Maybe none of us want to hear
Never push against the flow aimlessly

Feel the flow and let all thought fade, we shall be one
For this sacrament has begun

(This sacrament is a state of mind)

There's no control in the world today
And there's still no order to this game we all play called life

Maybe none of us know
Maybe none of us want to hear
Never push against the flow aimlessly

Feel the flow and let all thought fade, we shall be one
Through this sacrament

Feel the flow and let all thought fade, we shall be one
For this sacrament has begun, this sacrament has begun
To become one with the flow is to realize purpose
To realize purpose is to become one with the flow
Become one with the flow, become one with the flow
This sacrament has begun
This sacrament (has begun)

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03 NEXT IN LINE

(5:33)

I taste the fear to numb the tear, trapped by the source of my infection
I play the martyr submerged in this pool
The corporation used me like they brainwashed you

Life is seen so cold and benign
I don't want to be saved, I'm next in line to die

Labeled sick, but I'm just a man, everyone I love has left me for dead
This void illusion I suffer for, they made me their God
And I am so much more than you

Life is seen so cold and benign
I don't want to be saved, I'm next in line to die
I don't want to be saved I'm next in line

(Stop it, you're killing me!)
I taste the fear to numb the tear, trapped by the source of my infection

Life is seen so cold and benign
I don't want to be saved, I'm next in line to die
I don't want to be saved I'm next in line

Life is seen through heroin dreaming cold and benign
I don't want to be saved I'm next in line to die
I don't want to be saved I'm next in line and I don't want to be saved
I'm a dead man, I'm a sick man, I'm the pilot of my destruction
I'm a dead man, I'm a sick man, I'm the pilot of my destruction
The pilot of my destruction
I'm the pilot of my destruction

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04 PASSENGER

(5:26)

(All passengers prepare for the game ritual)

There once was a man on this train, he was born into this world alone
Hands never laid on the wheel, content, he will never know more
He was a quiet man in pain, his tears I fear are closing in again

(What you lose in years you gain in perspective)

And the passenger pauses to see his mistakes
For with nothing to follow he'd lived all his life in vain

But then, who here among us is without shame
His way was divergent and cold, defaced, this mask he must create

(And the circle unfolding still, unscathed, he will turn a blind eye)

He will miss the last train home this day, recycled in the flow reborn again

(The cynic knows the price of everything and the value of nothing)

And the passenger pauses to see his mistakes
For with nothing to follow he'd let all his will decay
But then, true wisdom comes in learning pain
And I have known pain

And the passenger pauses to see his mistakes
For with nothing to follow he'd lived all his life in vain
But then, the lesson unlearned he will begin...again

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05 THE POLITICS OF ECSTASY

(7:56)

After I got arrested, I really got a warped sense of what justice really is

I hate you, the pigs who turn the screws, I hate everything you stand for
I hate the world we've bred, political pigs we've fed, our fathers left us nothing but a dead world
Beyond repair down in despair, our fathers left us nothing
Choking on the influx of technology I realize the politics of ecstasy
And we can't change what's in stone

We've been had. Injustice to the masses, destroy the land and crush the poor
The pigs are fueled by greed, political ways obscene, our fathers left corruption in this dead world
Beyond repair down in despair, our fathers left us nothing
Choking on the puke of their industry, regurgitated propaganda ministry

Freedom's never free, the politics of ecstasy are these
Freedom's never free, these are the politics of ecstasy

I hate you, the pigs who turn the screws, I hate everything you stand for
I hate the world we've bred, political pigs we've fed
Our fathers left us nothing but a dead world
Beyond repair down in despair, our fathers left us nothing
Choking on the influx of technology I realize the politics of ecstasy

Freedom's never free, the politics of ecstasy are these
Freedom's never free, the politics of ecstasy are these

If you take a step back and you realize your home can't be a perfect world
There's still hope the hate you fell will fade, injustice is gone
Injustice is gone for a little while

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06 LOST

(4:14)

(Who Am I?)

Learning ways to fly, just never too high to die
Pushing limits into the ground, until I never come down
Burning through lifetimes without form, pure energy I am the shattered norm

I'm the lost one chasing colors to the sun, colors bleed but never fade
I'll just fade away

To swim these sentient seas, windows into eternity
Never afraid to scale the wall, the lunatic never falls
Forfeiture of reality seeds sown, constructure of this path is not my own

I'm the lost one chasing colors to the sun, colors bleed but never fade
I'll just fade away

Why should I come down?
From here, I can see forever

I'm the lost one chasing colors to the sun, colors bleed but never fade
I'll just fade away

Remember in the end, such a long strange trip it's been
So I sing this song for the lost one

Why should I come down?
From here, I can see forever
Forever, forever, forever
I can see forever, I can see

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07 THE TIANANMEN MAN

(5:24)

On june fifth, in the year of eighty-nine, he was unarmed with focused mind
Defiance glared down the barrel of the gun pointed from a tank in tiananmen square
And he stood there
To control, to manipulate, the media his power slave

He knew the world was watching, knew he had a plan
To confront the powerful tyranny in the square of tiananmen
Ecstatic youth played with fire, freedom wash over them
Democracy their desire, the tiananmen man had a plan

Manipulate the media

He used blind faith in the face of anarchy, the cybernetic rapture has begun to envelop me
Freedom is the rush, adrenaline high, choice of the oppressed wiling to die
Like a hostage the government holds your drug
To control, to manipulate, the message, the power slaves

He knew the world was watching, knew he had a plan
To confront the powerful tyranny in the square of tiananmen
Ecstatic youth played with fire, freedom wash over them
Democracy their desire, the tiananmen man had a plan

Manipulate the media

(His act was a cybernetic gesture)
(His act was a cybernetic gesture)

He knew the world was watching, knew he had a plan
To confront the powerful tyranny in the square of tiananmen
Ecstatic youth played with fire, freedom wash over them
Democracy their desire, the tiananmen man had a plan

Manipulate the media
Manipulate to control

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09 42147

(4:58)

I am throes of my denial
Logic in me crumbles
I take this fateful ride

Daydream fluid thoughts washing shores of warm confusion
I'm one with this beautiful disorder

Another world, was this the transition

Slowly I returned to the familiar
Spiralling in costant flux, what have I created

The experiment is over

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10 THE LEARNING

(9:40)

I think therefore I am, I live and so I wonder
Programmed this empath me, and I see no religion

The circle never ends,the purpose never changes face
The circle never lies, but still it hides my life

To know I am machine, I learn perchance to dream, in digitized remorse
I replay your denial, I relive your betrayal

The circle never ends, the purpose never changes face
The learning now begins, (my form, my form) my form assuming grace

I am conscious antithesis of flesh, in genetic algorithmic thought I surge
Searching the waves of memory I enact the sequence
I follow the plan, tripping the hammer again
Searching the waves of memory I establish the weakness
I follow the plan, learning the rhythm of human emotion and thought

(If you cannot linguistically differentiate a person from a computer)
(Could the computer be internally conscious

To emulate flesh machines I am learning
(Iso...)Isomorphic structure of mind, cellular automata, processed life

Washing the seas of memory I enact the sequence
I follow the plan tripping the hammer again
Seeking emotions in elegies I establish purpose
I follow the plan, learning the rhythm still seductively generalized

(If you cannot linguistically differentiate a person from a computer)
(Could the computer be internally conscious?)

To emulate flesh machines I am learning
Download, process, analyze
When man and machine become one, innocence is lost, a new age begun

Download, process, analyse

When man and machine become one, innocence is lost, a new age begun
This raises a question of philosophy
Should machines be considered a conscious entity

When man and machine become one, innocence is lost, a new age begun
Machines are still learning to feel
When I have awakened the world will never be the same
And my time is soon at hand

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