Quarks and Gluons

We're made of organs and molecules
We'll one day break down as our system circles the drain
The sun is eaten by the collapse of fusion that can't take place
There is no god to save you from the dark
Your alone and you should know that theres nothing in the end
Save darkness and retrograde of time as everything fades

We won't have control forever
If theres a god, he'd like me more than you
But if he's all they say
I'd rather burn in hell

Turn your children away because the truth
thats more than they can stand to hear
Blame the fires and beatings on groups that had no control
I hope you choke on your smoke and that all your mirrors crack
I'd rather burn in hell than wear your flag around my neck
The cross is symbolic for the intolerance and slavery you've possessed
I won't let it drowned me in its watery depths

If there really is a god
He's different that what you say
If there is a god
He wouldn't give a damn about what you say

No One Will Ever Love You, So Keep Preaching It's Real

Your ideologies will be the certain death of me
You'll get the government you deserve
Slavery will hold your feet in place
Screaming at walls and no freedom to pace

The comma patients can think more than us
Their bodies are dead but they're brains are free
The lucky ones are the guiltiest of all
Treason is heroism in disguise
Your mouth tells the lies that you can't even comprehend

Its not same its only main ideas and symmetry
Free thinking and without your hands on my throat
I can breathe on my own I'm not one of your drones
Kindly let the pressure off my airways before I choke
I just want to be free to think and create I see fit

Asphyxia Certainty

Like ships crashing and sinking into the sea
Nothing but the tide will stir on shores far away
I can't sleep against the white walls
Drown our thoughts out and short circuit us again

Bright lights are shining in my eyes
I taste the blood on my teeth
My fingers are freezing, theres no draft
Its from the cold stares I get in these places I have no right

You strike anyone that doesn't fight first
I can only withdraw and allow your bloodshed be
I need only to survive without scars from the tearing at my veins

The summers saviors are surrendering
Forsake their crosses for the gasping breath of truth
If god was real he would hate you
When I'm god I'll tear the flesh from your bones

Sati Is Our Practice

Take them to our alters and tie then down
The flames were made to take us to new places
Instead they've burnt our homes down
We're left as collective and unproductive

As much as you scream in your sleep
You'll never escape so down your plastic cup
Cry into your sleeves in bathroom stalls
The bus doesn't even stop in this part of town
They know what we've said and its no secret

I'd rather be dead than a cog in your mind destruction machine
Follow every command but never say a thing
Slip quietly away because the nights will light your way
These white walls will kill you before your ever alive

Burn us all down this is our practice now
This is the worship of falsehood and degeneration
Anarchists will get what the want
They say "No! I didn't want slow death by overturn!"
"This isn't what we meant!" as the manuscripts become tombs

Gottfrid Svartholm's Ship

This ocean has currents that run through our veins
We won't stop until you've broken and given in
We are the faceless and nameless know only by association
Hold tight to your laws and cry unfair

I won't sleep again until your buildings fall
The spots on the screen are the traitors to us all
Your watermarks erased the presence never missed
Our ships will never sink, the captain is in our cause

Eugene Aserinsky, I Can't Sleep

Stop speaking in capitals and through atlases
I'm playing lightning with the night skies
I'm not god yet but I assume responsibility
Sleep under these nights formed and destroyed

I'm awakened the change in chemicals
All the lights are still on and it never sleeps
Neon will blind your eyes as the city overcomes
Play back all the clues of cassettes broken

I never have seen fingers bleed
Tonight all the rules we fought for die
Kinetic isn't going to potential this time
Save our necks because we have nothing to lean

The Secrets Out

Spill your guts over roof tops and broken car doors
Empty ballroom floors are catching fire nothing left to give
Throw out your dress because your last minute plans won't save you
I'll throw down here for those three wrongly said words
I'd cross my glossary out until all that remained was what I wish I said

I feel your winter on my neck teeth of blood sucking breath
Scream in your sleep until the dark takes it toll
Your night terrors overcome and you'll slip into fault lines
Scream in your sleep until everyone is gone it won't be long

The secrets out and everyone knows your all you've done
Fires will take town and you'll slip into your insecurities
Late nights and long drives will be the death of you
All your friends will go down drunk, sailors gagged and bound