Shattered Mirror Syndrome
 

1.  Breaking Old Tablets
2.  All For God, And A Gun For All
3.  Save The Humans
4.  Encomienda
5.  Sign Of The Times
6.  American Deity
7.  Patriot
8.  Not Our Property
9.  On Friends And Mistakes
10.  Black Watch
11.  Duality Of The Revolutionary
12.  Pillow Over The Face As Therapy
13.  Struggle
 

Breaking Old Tablets
Break down all their values Create for yourself Can you overcome? Can you break the tie that has you bound Habituation anchors your thoughts right to the ground Old ways of thinking, they decay as I watch time progress But you refuse to lay whatís dead to rest Shackled to the past, your mind denies that conventions never last They rise and fall like the tides that crash the shore.  Closed mind; ignore that which you donít wish to see cease to endure Reflection fails, kept on a leash, so restrained it doesnít even have the room to breathe It suffocates The power that flows from within is yours The power the grows from within is yours The power is yours Harvested culture values set up high for us all to see Taught not to question all their old and dying ìshould-beîs Your ways of thinking, they fill my heart with such distress Cause you refuse to put your beliefs to the test Break down all the their values [Break down whatís devalued] Create for yourself.

All For God, And A Gun For All

Save The Humans

Encomienda
Sustainable culture, after so long, dies We will have the world and no price can be too high A fitting introduction to the black book of life There's a glint in our eyes and poison in your wine Here's salvation for your freedom, Christ for your time Take heart, we heal the soul and give you worth before you die.  Give as you receive, production for eternity And I see we're just in time cause your body's failing quickly From us to you, welcome to Hell on Earth We don't need empty thanks for what we're bringing We save, they die. We never go away.  We save, and they die.

Sign Of The Times
Poison free, now living life so pure Tell me, have all your addictions been cured When you mark your fist, whatís going through your mind?  Is this your new fix? Ensnared again, confined Transference of one addiction to another, you havenít solved a thing All youíve done is change the game youíve been playing Different equipment, the rules are the same, the goal remains unscathed Just looking for acceptance and the power that it brings Push yourself to higher heights, rise above the herd Straightedge isnít the answer if the decision isnít yours [push your self higher] Think about the life you live. Have your standards been met?  Or have you rooted yourself, cemented in and set Projection of your addiction to another; the mind is a powerful tool Consume a symbol that youíve now become addicted to Just one of the pack with a pat on the back, marked fist finger in the air Tell me would you, tell me could you if your friends were not there This is my choice; I made it, I live by it.  My life is my own This is my choice; I made it, I live by it.  Are you in control?

American Deity
When I looked and directed my gaze To the drives of life, the drives of my age What I saw left me with a sick feeling inside Happiness, distorted and construed To mean finding all-new shit to consume And all other aims are just a waste of time What have we done?  Took life and drained it of passion Now all that remains... Is a drive... to profit.  When I saw that this was the goal Their meaning of life, a drive to own I rejected their ways and looked deeper still (and I found) Pieces of paper more important than people Suffering vindicated as acceptable This drive to own is destructive to our will to create I can see those dollar signs, glittering, right there in their eyes But I can turn my head away and forge a better day In the sunset I see approaching A new drive for life, one thatís not empty It seeks to restore vitality and joy It rejects that cruel notion That life for capital is justification Praise the harbingers of this new joy Now here we come To restore life and give it passion And we resist... That drive... to profit.  Resist that drive to profit.

Patriot
Fireís burning in my eyes Iíll give my life; Iíll fight and die For this country I call my home This country I call my own I trust in those who command me So Iíll fight with pride and integrity To stop those who would jeopardize The freedom and prosperity of American lives So wave that flag and wave it high That red, white, and blue bolsters my pride It reminds of the freedom Iím trying to save Land of the free and home of the brave The war is coming Iíve heard the call Time to fight and give it my all America the beautiful, we cannot be beat We are the righteous chosen elite Let it Begin But wait a minute it seems Iíve failed to see That those I trusted have lied to me They used my body like a childís toy Discarding me when I was destroyed Now I lay bleeding in the sand My blood is running through my hand I wish that I could stand just once more To resist the system that placed me at deathís door Let it Begin

Not Our Property

On Friends And Mistakes

Black Watch
It's been suppressed and well-hidden, but I feel compelled to point out that history's demonstrated a lack of maturity in the power-scene. So we must be on our guard against this condition in our present age. Unless we wish to fall victim to this historical normality.  So Be on your guard.  the ever-watchful one Be on your guard.  don't wait til it's too late Be on your guard.  history's on our side yeah Be on your guard.  don't wait til it's too late Are you willing to pay a price we can't afford?  Will you watch with me?  Yes we will!  Will you watch with me?  Yes, Yes we will!

Duality Of The Revolutionary
I can attest, Trying to save the world is a hard mountain to scale This task weíve set up ourselves seems destined to fail
Hands are so easily susceptible to damage And every in wound festers hopelessness The weight we carry whispers words of apathy Sometimes itís just so tempting to let fingers slip away And fall right into the illusions that we sought to climb above All alone, stranded on this mountain side Exhaustion takes a heavy toll inside Arms are so prone to flights of fatigue Sometimes just holding on is in-itself challenging All the dirt collects in the wounds leaving me consumed Sometimes just one thought away from relinquishing control To fall right into the illusions that we sought to climb above I call out to you in hopes of finding anew my passion and love Through screams of defiance I seek the strength to soar Bring myself one step closer So that I may breathe in pure air

Pillow Over The Face As Therapy

Struggle
Watch as illusions fade, revealing disaster impending Has hope succumbed to such frailty I feel the return that familiar void, like an old close friend Revelation that all has been lies. Now I understand why truth died What do you do?  When no truth stands to comfort you Close your eyes Shut your ears Cover your mouth Fight back the tears... no!  Try to stand on your own (I'll help you) Weíll stand together Try to stand on your own (Iíll help you) We'll see it through, make it through Won't give up the fight Won't just sit back Won't give up the fight Won't just sit back in despair I'm reaching out for something, someone, something There's no one there I'm reaching out for something, someone, something, someone Will you be there; please be there... I'll be there.
 
 
 

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