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Incipit
01:02
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2. |
Emissaries from Hell
04:36
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You lead a miserable life!
Filled with envy, pain and strife!
But on your television screen - tonight
Comes the Gospel of Prosperity
Throw your money ‘nto the air
Surely some will trickle down on you again!
So, if you’re feeling in despair
Heed the call of Mammon
Devils in disguise
Creeping out to tell
Darkness on the rise
Emissaries from Hell
If they had you fooled
You know that you’ve been schooled
Embezzlers of the truth
Tongues of all that’s wrong
Twisted Chronicles of lies
First of Timothy won’t suffice
The love of money is the root of evil.
Alleged purveyors of bliss
Your money bleeds for their greed
But they say you’re sowing the seeds
Demonizing from the pulpit
The ones who dare to reject it
Devils in disguise
Creeping out to tell
Darkness on the rise
Emissaries from Hell
If they had you fooled
You know that you’ve been schooled
Embezzlers of the truth
Tongues of all that’s wrong
Drenched in their own blasphemy
Fielding the ultimate scam
Pay to be blessed
Caressed by his hand
By his Vision on TV
The serpents hiss with lust:
Donate two twenty-nine!
Donate two twenty-nine!
Donate two twenty-nine!
The “Lady” has spoken
Devils in disguise
Creeping out to tell
Darkness on the rise
Emissaries from Hell
If they had you fooled
You know that you’ve been schooled
Embezzlers of the truth
Tongues of all that’s wrong
Emissaries from Hell
Emissaries from Hell
Straight from Hell
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3. |
Face of Greed
03:42
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Everyone’s gotta make a living
Well, that's one thing, and then there’s greed
You see him simper
Smug-faced mogul
Wallow in complacency
Increase the prices manifold!
'Cause something needs to “pay the rent”
Science surely isn’t free
But don’t forget sincerity
You see him simper
Smug-faced mogul
Wallow in complacency
Behold the face!
The face of greed
Restricting access
For those in need
By increasing margins
Doing dubious deals
Far outweighing the cost
While lives are lost
Everything comes with a price
And not all can be saved
There’s a need to berate the behaviour
Of a self-appointed saviour
You see him simper
Smug-faced mogul
Wallow in complacency
Behold the face!
The face of greed
Restricting access
For those in need
By increasing margins
Doing dubious deals
Far outweighing the cost
While lives are lost
Asclepius becoming Charon
As the chariot departs
For the realm of death!
The face
Face of Greed
Asclepius turns Charon
The face
Corrupted
Face of Greed
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4. |
Malala
03:23
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5. |
Trapped
04:20
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Dull walls faze
I just stare into an empty space
Everything stays the same
My own judgement and yours do no always agree
I'mmy prisoner
Acts of cowardice
Sins of negligence
Have trapped me in myself
Well, I just am
I exist in this void called life
Dreams and memories wane
Silence aches
Stabs my mind with a rusty blade
So future fades
Present in past tense
Past in present tense
Trapped in history again
Well, I'd best seize the day...
But for now
I'm trapped
In me and my self
Wither in the dark
Yet I stay
In my home built with bricks of fear
All seems safer inside
Destroying my self
Tomorrow always evades my grasp
It's a wild goose chase
Lost to history's
Acts of cowardice
Sins of negligence
Trapped in my mind in away
Soon I will seize the day...
Day...
But for now
I'm trapped
In me and my self
Wither in the dark
I'm trapped
Trapped
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6. |
Tin Foil Soldiers
02:24
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Nothing’s like it seems
Systems, you say, control our dreams!
From the deep it comes pervading
Tin foil soldiers
See red herrings
Wherever they march
Comfort through
Conspiracy
Sense of gained control!
Conspireligious!
Flat earthers around the globe unite!
Cell-phones signals breed pandemics!
Tin foil soldiers
See red herrings
Wherever they march
Comfort through
Conspiracy
Sense of gained control!
Who?
Who can we trust at all?
Truth?
The truth is we've got no control!
Reptilians – subversive power
Extra-terrestrial evil plan
Demons seed dark energy
Sucking out your life slowly
Tin foil soldiers
See red herrings
Wherever they march
Comfort through
Conspiracy
Sense of gained control!
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7. |
Impending Doom
05:16
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It's 1983
The tension is mounting
Nerves are wearing thin
Is now the time it begins?
Is now the time it begins?
Red alert at the command centre
Something has turned the tide
Cold War on the brink of turning hot
Chaos ensues
No one can afford responding too late
Our decision predicts our fate
There's no comeback after the final attack
Total destruction is looming
A taste of impending doom
Or keep it at bay for now?
Is now the time it begins?
Is now the time it begins?
As they're running out of time
There's one thing that doesn't rhyme
If you want to wipe out the Soviet Union
Makes no sense firing only five warheads
When your mission is
To put the Russian bear to sleep
Act now!
You cannot wait
Every second could cement our fate
Trepidation's thick to cut (thick to cut!)
No time to waste!
No medal - no glory
Put a lid on it all
This embarrassing system failure!
Total destruction is looming
A taste of impending doom
Or keep it at bay for now?
Total destruction is looming
A taste of impending doom
Or keep it at bay for now?
Is now the time it begins?
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8. |
Red Fusiön
03:56
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Cycling through the landscape
But I don’t really care
I’m not here for the sights
But for the podium!
Follow on the wheel
In the shadows of the wind
Lurking at the back
Before I attack
Pace is getting faster
I feel my muscles burn
Passing by riders
One by one
I’m refilling energy
As the team cars roll by
Still 50K to ride
In the scorching sun
Follow on the wheel
In the shadow of the wind
Lurking at the back
Before I attack
I’m destined for glory
After pain comes champagne
I’ve got what it takes
It’s in my blood
To make it all real
I’ve got a secret deal
To install me on the throne
Red fusion tonight!
As I wipe the sweat
I’m having no regrets
Still 20K to ride
In the scorching sun
Follow on the wheel
In the shadow of the wind
Lurking at the back
Before I attack
I’m destined for glory
After pain comes champagne
I’ve got what it takes
It’s in my blood
To make it all real
I’ve got a secret deal
To install me on the throne
Red fusion tonight!
Claim the medal now!
I’m destined for glory
After pain comes champagne
I’ve got what it takes
It’s in my blood
To make it all real
I’ve got a secret deal
To install me on the throne
Red fusion tonight!
Can you win this race
Without falling in disgrace
I’ve pummeled through the distance
Embraced the red fusion
Can you win this race
Without falling in disgrace
I’ve pummeled through the distance
Red, red, red, red fusion
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9. |
Way of the Charlatan
04:12
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Snake oil salesman
Sole purveyor of all easy fixes
He peddles his wares
Wrapped in pseudo- science
In defiance of the truth
Inferred credentials
Are essential to his cunning plan
He ain’t got no stage fright
Always seeking the limelight
Surrounding himself with the stars
Defaming the critics:
“They’re intolerant”
The sick have themselves to blame
But fear not, for there is a remedy
He will intervene
Just let him talk to your spleen
Turn some atoms, reverse aging
Clean out the stains of your vulva
Attacking the critics:
“They’re in denial
Of reality!”
It’s the way of the charlatan
Demagogue of the desperate
Dressing up as a savior
For he is the chosen one!
It's the way of the charlatan
For a neat little price
He’ll surely be nice
Solve the problem he invented for you
As you do the work
He will just smirk
Knowing that he had you fooled!
“All the critics are bullies”
Is the chorus of his song
It’s the way of the charlatan
Demagogue of the desperate
Dressing up as a saviour
For he is the chosen one!
It’s the way of the charlatan
Demagogue of the desperate
Erratic behavior
For he is the chosen one!
It's the way of the charlatan
He wants you to worship him
Demigod of mental alchemy
Line his pockets with silver and
Masturbate his mind!
Attacking the critics:
"They're in denial of reality!"
It’s the way of the charlatan
Demagogue of the desperate
Dressing up as a saviour
For he is the chosen one!
It’s the way of the charlatan
Demagogue of the desperate
Dressing up as a saviour
For he is the chosen one!
It's the way of the charlatan
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10. |
Feeding on Fame
07:03
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You – put your life online
Or so you claim at least!
Sell - all sorts of dreams
Your loyal fans bite the bait
Fake, untrue, misleading
All wrapped up as help
Karma
Wil give you
Due - reproach
Yet you play the victim card!
Dinner’s served
The limelight can be bitter
So, are you feeling maldigestion?
Feeding on fame
Feeding, feeding on fame
You - you play the game,
Then you must take the pain
When you break the rules
There can’t be a different set for you!
Fake, untrue, misleading
All wrapped up as help
Karma
Wil give you
Due - reproach
Yet you play the victim card!
Dinner’s served
The limelight can be bitter
So, are you feeling maldigestion?
Feeding on fame
Feeding, feeding on fame
Fake, untrue, misleading
All wrapped up as help
Karma
Wil give you
Due - reproach
Yet you play the victim card!
Dinner’s served
The limelight can be bitter
So, are you feeling maldigestion?
Feeding on fame
Feeding, feeding on fame
Feeding on fame!
Strangely as it seems
We gotta draw the line
Between bullying
And calling out bullshit
You’re blurring the line
Of privacy
Yet claim invasion
Of the same realm
You’re not a victim - you play the game
Making a name
Feeding
Feeding on fame
Feeding on fame
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Confabulation Bergen, Norway
Metal band from Bergen, Norway. Founded 2018/2019.
Current line-
up:
Ken (drums)
Sigbjørn (lead gtr)
Daniel (vocals, bass)
Past members:
Tom (bass)
Christopher (rhythm gtr)
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