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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,874
Peak in subgenre #85
Author
Solaer
Rights
Motion Sickness 2002
Uploaded
February 11, 2002
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Time is the enemy..man is controlled, manipulated by the time piece.. Obsessed even... Time is the oppressor..Man is submissive to it..slave to the punch clock.. secular...beyond this earth time is irrelevant..as we know it..
Lyrics
Verse 1
Ma-terial-ism is -the dead man's security blanket,
a clammy steel enclosure shrouds the vagrant,
even still naked, his bearings exposed
trust in him petty collateral, cashed in close
short after the long dose,members rooted in pain,
once his corruptable fuse was blown, and his past a mamed-
article once the thread had been torn--
at the bind,
spine tattered words scatter for cover matted in border ,lose focus
-fade out-
now the behind the scenes scheme's unfoldin beyond the layout
what's left out in the open, Tact a back route,
to define --
My not so complex state of mind,
catch a whisper in reverse current, combine--
a Glance with a glimpse glint of when I used to search fervent,
Dedicated to turn up a cure for blurred worship, I had an affair,
Clarity was torrid and always would be a goal I was geared,
hook
-- I'm in it for minerals more valuable than gold
500- My sights focused on treasures outside the secular hold
I know if I maintain positivity I'm close
500 -One day I endeavor to obtain the unobtainable goal
500 fortunes, I'll be host to a cleansed soul
Verse 2
Perfection is but a mis-con-strued conception at this stage Smoke and mirrors
Yet I still rage against the dying age of innocence provoked by fear
Clash constant with a dark sage in Chrono-logic-al garb revered,
Nemesis an Arch savage name given Time,
a dwarfish sort of a fiendish kind mis-proportioned arms writhe
the longer crossed under it's shorter peer to wind
in a coil react and strike with spear-like attachments out of spite,
practice of the Half- past Mantis -type-
action- crouchin antics, shadow to the Sundial,
movin like the crooked grandfather's sway style,
fluent student of the 24 hour scroll, Indeed vile
my definitive foe, seemed to control, manipulate , for whom
the bell tolls,
alarm wake-up intake of indigo
blue cap-sule impact 60 blows
-of Rebellious strength dividing fac-tor opposing zones,
Time stamps sec-u-lar throne -stole from WILLard's role,-Dealt a FREE stroll
stumbled over a John-ny core into a re-vol-ving pit-fall ...
Sub verse 1
fumbling care-less landin in golden fields contorted standin
heel made to limp peirced by thorn born thru broken seal adorned repremanding
clutch hip bent weary
Time batters heart-less those fearing ,That one that's leering
perched upon spring as a demented coo coo sings yearly
banshee shrill shreiks new twisting features peek the Aging process a quantum leap
small step for those long past their peak, slippin in and out
puzzled by simple trinkets of modern technology
Sub verse 2
I myself identify superbly with the elderly, a tad ecentric in following
the nonsense in this world that carries drama on daily,
a state of carpetbaggin I maintain constant never lagging
waving
to hollow socketed beings screaming for release as I jettison free
of the negative aspects that anchor gravity, staple natural man's bare feet
to jagged granite and heavy harnesses of character poverty
aquiring provinces of laminate van-i-ty...
the standard to live brought to you by 27 inch digital screens..
the icon worshipped is the primary enemy
caked in make-up
rockin a obvious half-ass hair-piece supercut
gripboys masterfully mask the metronome frequency while maintainin the consistancy
the hands infinite it seems still writhing, gears still grinding deminishing unfulfilled dreams...
hook repeated 2x outro..
