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BURN
Burn (March of the New Order)
Question not the New Order
Kneel before the lords, Elite
Question not what is provided
Kneel before the lords, Elite
Toss the cross and lose the faith
The lords provide the new belief
Question not the New Order
Kneel before the lords, Elite
Hate is love and love is hate
Babylon Steamroller [burning
pt. 1)
Hello friend we’re the arrogant ones
We’re known to the folks as the Elite Lords
We preside over this new hate
You can call the new order of Leviathan
We tend We bend We feed We breed
With earth-bound brilliance we have found the source
With worldly wisdom we set your course
Forget the fairy tales but stay on your knees
Direct your devotion to our new disease
No mind No gods No vice How nice!
Thoughtless pawns in a material game
Spirit ripped from their chemical frames
We’ve done away with their warring gods now
They will have peace under our boot forevermore
No teeth No tongue No turn You’ll learn (Burn!)
We’ve trained you right we have taught you well
Just appetites in a selfish hell
Redemption lost just a little black hole
Self-centered forever in your hungry soul
Deadfaith/CandyChrist
Ignorance is bliss, and well you know it
Your faith is empty yeah your shameless ways show it
Your god so sickly sweet you’ve erased the past
Your CandyChrist wears a Hollywood mask
Blood turned to bon-bons sacrifice to saccarine
No pain just gain the unrepentant get in
Chocolate cheats and
Gumdrop greed and
Lies so sweet in a toffee shell
Covetous cremes and
Arrogant fruits and
Gluttony filled with caramel
So comfortable in your cowardly suit
You run away from the troubling truth
A pure product of the waste-world we live in
You (I) cut and paste it to protect your (MY) sin
Chemical Cage
Bitch in heat...reaction...base need for satisfaction
So careless...so shameless...enjoy pure chemistry
Suppressor of good sense
Love ruster, no defense
My pleasure, my impulse
Dirty means: selfish ends
In all honesty, I’m happy in this
dead end
My heart tells me happiness ain’t always a friend
Pulsating...earthquaking...in sweating grinding heat
Bed thumping...juice pumping...we are one piece of meat
Give a moment to reflection
So hard to ponder this direction (in this state)
In this condition, I’m so blind, so deaf, so dumb...
Lust pretends that it’s a lover
I’d like to think that it’s about her, but
In a one night stand- It’s my gun, my cum, my fun
Pervert
Coven
Bitter in our pain
From impulse bound by chain
We strike at the heart of
the binding patriarch
No longer to be slaves
We will dance upon His grave
In the darkness that we crave
We will show you yeah you know it
Man and Woman
conspire to evict Him (again and again)
“Thanks for what you’ve done but the future
belongs to us now...
Why are you still here?
See, so-called Almighty One?
How we better all that you have done?
How we know so much better than you
about right and wrong?”
We’re rotten to the core
Kneel to Him nevermore
Vengeance in our hearts
as we even up the score
Burn His holy scripture
Burn His holy structure
Kneel before nature, survival of the fittest
Hategoat
I know
Not a single vowel you utter is true
But...
I’ll believe
Any lie they say about you
I think that it is all about the world
(This is how misled I am)
AntiChrist already has my soul
(Yet I don’t seem to know)
My mind
Is so, so political
I can’t see the hatred
In my own soul
[Your vision is clouded by the gray
-all you see
You call the liberator “occupier”, “invader”
Spoiled by the blessings of the free and plenty
Don’t know how good you got it
No perspective, Friend...]
I hate
The faithful christian within you
I hate
That sturdy spine, inside of you
Zealot
It’s simple, just write it down then tell them---it’s simple as that!
so simple,
just march them along in a straight line, it’s simple as that! It’s
simple, just
write it down then tell them---it’s simple as that! so simple, they’ll
come
around close in a short time, it’s simple as that...
Your heart is bleeding and your words are kind
Emancipation is the flag you’re flyin’
But you are transparent, and I’m not blind
I can see the cage you hold for my inside
What in this world are you talking about?
A chisel and stone ain’t magic in your heart
Shaking your fist and marching around
Cheering the science in beheading the art
You look in the mirror the picture you see
A savior surrounded by a sea of the unworthy
Such a high and lofty place for such a heathen rant
Speak for yourself but don’t you dare speak for me
You’re the one who’s simple and ignorant
And you’re blind with ego, self-importance
Your failure clear for all to see
But your pride won’t allow you to admit it
Government Worldstone
Is it true?
You got it all figured out?
I think that you might have a reason to doubt...
It’s just like you, think you’ll remove the spell---
But it isn’t you, whose gonna save me from myself
And hey, it’s not your place...
I run, run, run from you
You sing Big Brother’s song
Hypocrite, you like deciding for me
After all, you’re no more suited than me
Think that you might make it work so well?
But it isn’t you, whose gonna save us from our hell
Zealot path, point of view---
You think you’re hidden, but I see you!
You cut away the meaning to save the letter
Now, you’re the one whose dangerous---
You spread your damned faithlessness!
It’s so hard to see, when you’re born of machines
In Stealth, In Black
(burning PT. 2)
Here we go again oh no no no the freakshow rising all around,
In stealth, in black,
he assumes his appointed place
Respected one oh no no no he protects his poison children and
strikes the lamb with a cold perverted grace
See the levite with the halo soiled how he turns the tables
how he works it out with his hollow soul and Godless voice
With a Righteous glare oh no no no and with a cocky leer
Rebellion he
sings in a strange and complicated key
Circles of words oh no no no his mastered art he knows it works for him
to plan
for you and me
A chance for dawn is fading fast in lessons of the past we must not
allow it to be
swept away
Interpretation twist and drill and bend us to his will in it’s bitter
arrogant
self-righteous way
Bring him down by shedding light oh shine so fine and bright you must
never never
never be afraid
Save the light that’s getting dim and bring the fight to him you must
never never
never run away
Sleeping Death (burning PT.
3)
Gold
Playthings
T.V.
-Ratings
Make-up
Clothing
Tattoo
Piercing
The noble nation
Its faith crushed by Babylon
Pages of the sages torn, scattered
on the ground
My self
My own
No shame
-Outgrown
Body
Sport sex
Adultry
More sex
The noble nation
Its faith crushed by Babylon
Pages of the sages torn, scattered
on the ground
Is freedom just a season?
To vanish just like the snow?
Break faith with The Eternal and
The mountain is laid low
Godless pagan faithless beast
Terror vengeful envious beast
Burnt (And the End of the New
Order)
All Music and Lyrics ©2008 by Greg Lycar
GODFORSAKEN
Beast
Waiting---just a shell
Break me from this cell
Show me, when you shine
Invading your own space, your time
Look at all the weasels putting
pennies in their pockets
touting flesh and pride
Man, we just pretend.
Ignoring the wind up and over our heads
and instead of bend---
venerate the chemicals inside
Flowers, choked by weeds
Killed off, a natural creed
Crooked broken course
Sin within without remorse
Medium
It’s become so difficult to breath
poison vapors are floating all around
I inhale the lies deep inside
and my morals are drowned
where my darkness is found
free and suffocated, charged and frustrated
It’s getting pretty thin gonna break pretty soon
in the shallow kingdom of material bread
it’s become so difficult to hear wise voices
through the pretty noises
dancing in the air
I absorb the lies money buys
and my thoughts are drowned
where my weakness is found
my heart burns and my head learns and my
soul yearns in confusion
the world flaunts and the world wants and the world is spun from this
illusion
busted
broken
baked and wasted
misled
cultural climate conditioned opinion
it’s all a brainwash
it’s become so difficult to know
a lot of shallow thinking giving good show
I swallow the lies in supply they
hypnotize my mind with their sugary glow
Lie
My oh my how you smile when you lie you’re
right at home there
don’t ask me to swallow
don’t ask me not to care
you try and try to break that soul
that’s innocent and bare
you crazy little clown
how do you dare?
Lazy,
you turn and walk away
cause it’s so easy
your lack of attention don’t surprise me
inversion of sin and truth to ash
when the old ones are as rash and as brash as the youth
don’t ask me to follow
don’t ask me not to fear
Government zoo where children rule
and denial’s everywhere
then they sanctified their lies
---that’s more than I can bare
Yeah, yeah, you’ll never come clean
embedded like a stain ingrained in the scene
you’ve lost your laws, returned to the dirt
You put The Book back on the shelf
in the Gospel of the Self you practice pride
and hide behind the lie of having learned
Ghost in the Machine
I can make a light burn sometimes,
when I want to.
I can make a right turn sometimes.
But I take and use and take and yeah it’s cause I like to,
and I know just how to fake you out.
I just pretend like there’s nothing I can do
that’s how I justify,
and make it true.
(Oh, Lord, oh forgive me oh Lord,
I made it true)
Sometimes I take offense, cause I want to.
I walk right on the fence.
I am known to break your back, and yeah
it’s cause I like to---
I’ll see right through my own cracks.
“No shame on me
I’m just chemistry”
---the lie of the dark side of the ghost in the machine.
Blindsight
you think that you know so much more than me
but your tunnel vision has affected your opinion
that there’s beauty in the fight
you tell me that there is nothing there to see
but what you’re looking for and where you’re looking from
will affect your line of sight
your mind games have done quite a job on me
I want upside down and all around
cause my truth is out of round
you say it just please you or just please me but
when the heartless went up against the heart
your lie is what I found
you think not like you say but more like me
cause when you’re the prey you talk a different way
suddenly, it’s plain to see
big big circle, you’re a big big circle
rational region forgot it’s reason
don’t trade the hand for the glove
we don’t live to know we live to know how to love
See It
As far as I look
as far as I see
things are quite different than the way they should be.
There’s a dove on the ground, wings broken,
cause he won’t do what he sees
Don’t need to see for what I pray---
seeing ain’t believing anyway.
All I need is an anchored heart,
one that won’t fade, won’t gray
I looked close, more than a minute---
to see what’s deeper in it---
and what did I find?
That I will never, ever see the right thing
if my mind is open, but my heart is blind
There I was, in a haze with my trust,
I was looking through the tarnish with my pride and my guard down
when it hit me from behind I was broken I was
wounded from The Fall, bleeding from the crown
All you need is an ounce of sense
all you need for evidence
All you need is an honest love
through an unpolished lens
The Big Obscene
Fall off the edge in a hippie shade of gray
You’ll never find peace or love in the hedonist way
Sewn to the joke with the thread of shameless play
You worship your urges and you beckon me to do the same
See the light fade in the savage
Can you see through the cold hard stone to the damage?
You wrapped yourself up oh, so softly in the night
Now, your seedlings break the surface to sunlight
Shut out the breath to reopen the old wound---
Bring in the pigs to resume their pervert’s tune
Breaking the bones of The Book in an arrogant dream---
Working for jerks to enable their esteem
Draped in discord, Dissonant
Rebellious child, insolent
Deep down hatred, you cloak in fog---
You talk about justice, but you’re just a dog
Why did I think you could teach me what is true?
I wanted to see, and I see you now---you fool
Stuck in the mud with a dancing brain, won’t stay
You lift the body and leave the soul rotting there in decay
Dismembered
Hey, stray lamb---
I think you should come away from the “facts”, they are
hardening your soft head
---you’re living off of bread
and way out of line, out of balance
your love is with the means, and not your reason
you’re too high to see it, and
too low to care
Hey, you there---
In a prayerless void
Wayward child, your knowledge ain’t a toy
Hey stray lamb---
I notice how you shake your head with a sneer
when they mention what’s above you
you’re not the whole truth
I didn’t bring the nightmare
the predator in mine is a real contradiction but
the jungle is your calling
and you tie me hands and feet
Hey, stray lamb---
I think you should come away from the “facts”, they are
hardening your soft heart
---an empty kind of “smart”
and way out of line, out of balance
your love is with the means, and not your reason
you’re too high to see it, and
too low to care
Innocent
shame out of use-filled with excuse
turned down a nice warm house as I
turned it free and loose
rationale shape shifter
careless moral drifter
no reality remaker
just a common sense forsaker
visibility clear-it’s just so hard to steer
and even though I leave the road
doesn’t mean that I don’t know
time after time I let my peace unwind
time after time I let my anger grind
and I really don’t know but
I think it’s so that
it’s better to stumble
than it is to go blind
“But we don’t”---
But we choose...
“But we won’t”---
But we do...and do you know---
It’s better to be honest than to make up truth?
Dead Skeleton
Run out of time when we’re lost in space
nuts, bolts, and wires behind the face
the world revolves around a big, hot star
steeped in heat and light of machine
taking and breaking and made of meat
moving and turning mechanically
harder to see you behind the flesh
I’m drinking too deeply the blind wilderness
Bestial Fire---her
Empty Offer---her
Limited Liar---her
Like lightning it blinds then fades away
Flesh and bone and bathed in red
the ghost is gone where sin is bread
paint the stain and walk away
disciple of process and pray to Decay
all been taken care of
all been taken care of
pay no attention to the passing things
make the flowers grow within
inside your own soul
and you might beat your cancer
Rework, retool, ignore the plan
take out the soul but expect a man
smiling, but crying hypocrisy
you’re just a vandal in a
shameless wasteland
Run out of time when we’re
lost in space...
What I Want
I walk all over people
got no regard for others
I go and tell them one thing then I go and do another
shouldn’t censor myself with their feelings
so I do what I want
got no guilty feelin’ treating others as mine
all you gotta do to use ‘em is to not think about ‘em
don’t wanna think about it cause I really wanna think
that’s fine
when I was a little tyke my momma always told me
“Love others as yourself” and other things that were below me
didn’t know it was baloney till
Professor So and So tol’ me his Truth
I’m having trouble coming conscious
I’m having trouble coming to awareness
I’m out in a coma cold with self-centeredness
and what the hell is wrong with you?
why can’t I just walk all over you?
don’t you know the natural order
it’s my right if I’m smarter or stronger than you
without a moral issue there to cloud my mind
all my thinking is painless and simplified
It’s easy to be thoughtless when you really wanna think
that’s fine
Assimilate
With hanging feet can’t even feel the ground
Uprooted by the wild fury of the new sound
I can’t stand against
I can’t run from
When it’s everything
Everything under the sun
and the drifting makeshift spirit world
raise up it’s ugly, oh, it’s
ugly head
what I want
and that is when I want
a deceiving sort of material plenty
Consumption... always burning
Absorption... always learning
I learn to eat and then
I learn to eat some more
Impulsive---always burning
Repulsive---always learning
Laughing as we fan the fire
Might not even want to go home
People of the Nations
Hearing our kings I descend to the shameless pattern
shut my eyes to the sky overhead
never even notice the fight
head filled with candy and trash
take too lightly
la la la
in a daze
la la la...
a mistake
la la la...
Mired in desire you will find that it is hard to lift me
even harder when I like it like that
cover me over with earth
as good as buried and dead
Dust in the Wind
Don’t put no faith in the things you see
Feeding our flesh we are choosing to approach the sunset
becoming People of the Nations again
Who will we curse, when we just don’t fit in?
All Music and Lyrics
©2004 by Greg Lycar
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