The Politics of Ecstasy

Every man will ask the questions, and every man will suffer blame and loss Every day you die a little, understand the change and choose your path without disdain The seven tongues of god are in my mind, they speak to me in ancient DNA design I have never seen god, you have never seen god And when they speak to me and the seven tongues align programmed to desecrate the pretensions in your mind To further complicate I will now state that your convictions lack definition and form Every day there is a bleeding , every time I watch the world slip by Focus, the blind pretension underscoring pain, the path to solace felt in vain The seven tongues of god are in my mind, they speak to me in ancient DNA design I have never seen god, you have never seen god And when they speak to me and the seven tongues align programmed to desecrate the pretensions in your mind to further complicate I will now state that your convictions lack definition And when they speak to me and the seven tongues align programmed to desecrate the pretensions in your mind To further complicate I will now state that your convictions lack definition and form To see the light is the purest form of reward

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025

There's no control in the world today, and there's still no order to this game we all play Maybe none of us know what's real There's no constraint when the walls cave in, the neuron turn on, the game begins to fade away Maybe none of us know, maybe none of us want to hear, never push against the flow aimlessly Feel the flow and let all thought fade, we shall be one For this sacrament has begun Lucy in the sky with diamond eyes, long since dark, I wear her disguise of light Maybe none of us know, maybe none of us want to hear, never push against the flow aimlessly Feel the flow and let all thought fade, we shall be one For this sacrament has begun This sacrament is a state of mind There's no control in the world today, and there's still no order to this game we all play called life Maybe none of us know, maybe none of us want to hear, never push against the flow aimlessly Feel the flow and let all thought fade, we shall be one Through this sacrament Feel the flow and let all thought fade, we shall be one For this sacrament has begun, this sacrament has begun To become one with the flow is to realize purpose To realize purpose is to become one with the flow Become one with the flow, become one with the flow This sacrament has begun

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025

I taste the fear to numb the tear, trapped by the source of my infection I play the martyr submerged in this pool, the corporation used me like they brainwashed you Life is seen so cold and benign, I don't want to be saved I'm next in line to die Labeled sick, but I'm just a man, everyone I love has left me for dead This void illusion I suffer for, they made me their god and I am so much more than you Life is seen so cold and benign, I don't want to be saved I'm next in line to die I don't want to be saved I'm next in line I taste the fear to numb the tear, trapped by the source of my infection Life is seen through heroin dreaming cold and benign, I don't want to be saved I'm next in line to die I don't want to be saved I'm next in line and I don't want to be saved I'm a dead man, I'm a sick man, I'm the pilot of my destruction I'm a dead man, I'm a sick man, I'm the pilot of my destruction The pilot of my destruction

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025

All passenger prepare the game ritual: There once was a man on this train, he was born into this world alone Hands never laid on the wheel, content, he will never know more He was a quiet man in pain, his tears I fear are closing in again What you lose in years you gain in perspective And the passenger pauses to see his mistakes For with nothing to follow he'd lived all his life in vain But then, who here among us is without shame? His way was divergent and cold, defaced, this mask he must create And the circle unfolding still, unscathed, he will turn a blind eye He will miss the last train home this day, recycled in the flow reborn again The cynic knows the price of everything and the value of nothing And the passenger pauses to see his mistakes For with nothing to follow he'd let all his will decay But then, true wisdom comes in learning pain And I have known pain And the passenger pauses to see his mistakes For with nothing to follow he'd lived all his life in vain But then, the lesson unlearned he will begin again.

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025

I hate you, the pigs who turn the screws, I hate everything you stand for I hate the world we've bred, political pigs we've fed, our fathers left us nothing but a dead world Beyond repair down in despair, our fathers left us nothing Choking on the influx of technology I realize the politics of ecstasy And we can't change what's in stone We've been had. Injustice to the masses, destroy the land and crush the poor The pigs are fueled by greed, political ways obscene, our fathers left corruption in this dead world Beyond repair down in despair, our fathers left us nothing Choking on the puke of their industry, regurgitated propaganda ministry Freedom's never free, the politics of ecstasy are these: Freedom's never free, these are the politics of ecstasy: I hate you , the pigs who turn the screws, I hate everything you stand for I hate the world we've bred, political pigs we've fed, our fathers left us nothing but a dead world Beyond repair down in despair, our fathers left us nothing Choking on the influx of technology I realize the politics of ecstasy Freedom's never free, the politics of ecstasy are these: Freedom's never free, the politics of ecstasy are these: If you take a step back and you realize your home can't be a perfect world There's still hope the hate you feel will fade, injustice is gone: Injustice is gone for a little while

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 24, 2025

Learning ways to fly, just never too high to die, pushing limits into the ground Until I never come down Burning through lifetimes without form, pure energy I am the shattered norm I'm the lost one chasing colors to the sun, colors bleed but never fade I'll just fade away To swim these sentient seas, windows into eternity, never afraid to scale the wall The lunatic never falls Forfeiture of reality seeds sown, constructure of this path is not my own I'm the lost one chasing colors to the sun, colors bleed but never fade I'll just fade away Why should I come down? From here I can see forever: I'm the lost one chasing colors to the sun, colors bleed but never fade I'll just fade away Remember in the end, such a long strange trip it's been, so I sing this song For the lost one Why should I come down? From here I can see forever I can see forever, I can see

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 24, 2025

On june fifth, in the year of eighty-nine, he was unarmed with focused mind Deflance glared down the barrel of the gun pointed from a tank in Tiananmen square And he stood there: To control, to manipulate, the media his power slave He knew the world was watching, knew he had a plan To confront the powerful tyranny in the square of Tiananmen Ecstatic youth played with fire, freedom wash over them Democracy their desire, the Tiananmen man had a plan Manipulate the media He used blind faith in the face of anarchy, the cybernetic rapture has begun to envelop me Freedom is the rush, adrenaline high, choice of the oppressed willing to die Like a hostage the government holds your drug To control, to manipulate, the media his power slave He knew the world was watching, knew he had a plan To confront the powerful tyranny in the square of Tiananmen Ecstatic youth played with fire, freedom wash over them Democracy their desire, the Tiananmen man had a plan Manipulate the media His act was a cybernetic gesture His act was a cybernetic gesture He knew the world was watching, knew he had a plan To confront the powerful tyranny in the square of Tiananmen Ecstatic youth played with fire, freedom wash over them Democracy their desire, the Tiananmen man had a plan Manipulate the media, manipulate the media Manipulate to control

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 24, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

I am in throes of my denial,logic in me crumbles, I take this fateful ride Through my mind Daydream fluid thoughts washing shores of warm confusion I'm one with this beautiful disorder Another world, was this the transition? Slowly I returned to the familiar, spiralling in costant flux What have I created? The experiment is over

Submitted by The Void — Apr 24, 2025

I think therefore I am, I live and so I wonder, programmed this empath me And I see no religion The circle never ends, the purpose never changes face The circle never lies, but still it hides my life To know I am machine, I learn perchance to dream, in digitized remorse I replay your denial, I relive your betrayal The circle never ends, the purpose never changes face The learning now begins, my form assuming grace I am conscious antithesis of flesh, in genetic algorithmic thought I surge Searching the waves of memory I enact the sequence I follow the plan , tripping the hammer again Searching the waves of memory I establish the weakness I follow the plan, learning the rhythm of human emotion and thought If you cannot linguistically differentiate a person from a computer Could the computer be internally conscious? To emulate flesh machines I am learning Isomorphic structure of mind, cellular automata, processed life Washing the seas of memory I enact the sequence I follow the plan tripping the hammer again Seeking emotions in elegies I establish purpose I follow the plan, learning the rhythm still seductively generalized If you cannot linguistically differentiate a person from a computer Could the computer be internally conscious? To emulate flesh machines I am learning download, process, analyze when man and machine become one, innocence is lost, a new age begun Download, process, analyse When man and machine become one, innocence is lost, a new age begun This raises a question of philosophy Should machines be considered a conscious entity? When man and machine become one, innocence is lost, a new age begun Machines are still learning to feel When I have awakened the world will never be the same and my time is soon at hand

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025