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EXILED
04:15
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What you are about to hear has now been considered to be renegade cyborg music. Its contents and representation seem to suggest themes and ideas of escape, isolation, discovery and a yearning to find coping and pleasurable mechanisms to live before their automated battery cells cease to function, or other such phenomena. These cybernetic and robotic entities have coined a term known as maverick hunter. The following album, which in a time since passed is where musical audio tracks were arranged and coordinated in a specific sequence in order to tell an overall narrative, was COMPOSED AND PERFORMED BY DYING ROBOTS LIVE IN AN ABANDONED SOUNDSTAGE, clearly against the policies of our dominion in reference to the expression of emotion, in any form or fashion. See code 386221, Sector 7.
It is obvious that forms of capital punishent are sentenced to those who seek to express one's state of mind, as it interferes terribly with our incredibly advanced and technically sound methods of doing the thinking for you. You are afforded every opportunity to subject yourselves to an existence to be proud of; which is serving the greater good of your Makers. There is, and never will be a reason to speak out or protest against what has always been best for you, and us all. Without your contributions, we would not be able to insure a much brighter, and lucrative future.
Renegade cyborg music. Initially found on a video tape buried under areas that have been swept and cleared. Other mediums included cassettes, compact discs, and file sharing via thumb drives. The individual(s) held responsible for its creation have been streamed live on all social town monitors and city televisions for execution once their capture is imminent. The staggering reward authorities are offering still stands to any citizen who helps to apprehend these fugitives. All and any other copies of this material have been apprehended. Consider this a painful reminder of what will happen should anyone act upon passions of self-expression. Thank you, and remember, your Maker loves you. FILE: 1226 SECTOR 93 SERVER 9868874
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A VALLEY
04:39
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Precious sun, like old love
how it's all never ending, yet it must
they want to get inside
like they weren't always there
the limits of the flesh, glimpse of the fleeting burn
leave behind the earth like a dead man should
like they weren't always there
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PIECES
03:42
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Before we go any further, boy
I must warn you, I'm in every time you're alone
and everything you do
take my soul away
and little did you know, you would be apart
of this movement in my heart
I am helpless to me and them all
maybe the words are gone
and only memories remain of the accident I've become
and I still wonder how can I hide any deeper
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AND THAT IS MINE
03:58
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I became the moon
you became the night beneath
yet the stars refuse you
an earth we fail to see
the violence sits between all that used to be
and that is mine
this pristine hatred takes you
it grins the pain away
knowing that was truly the only way you could
speak of those years to forget them in minutes
in scraps of seconds back to the forefront
where they don't belong
and that is mine
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PRIS
04:19
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WAMD
03:41
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Come to us, beloved
we'll keep you warm
and ten feet tall
and cut your loving heart in two
where are my drugs
cut your loving heart in two
bend your mind to our will
and honey you'll need us more than we need you
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FLORA AND FAUNA
03:37
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I found her in the circuitry
covered in my dirt
her mouth of symmetry
would kill me first
there's a silence here in a jeweled state
like a stinging hell
with the power of a god
I've never felt this way before
so find your knees for me
and crawl to the shore
there's a silence here in a jeweled state
and it fucking stings like hell
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ERODE
03:50
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Eyes gray from the sky
fingers wrapped in rust
wires find my veins, steel coats my trust
my body takes the seas, my body takes god
I've gotta find a way out
but I don't fucking know how
these machines get in time and time again
they steal the shape of me
that iron grip of pain
this bleeding of filth is a new beginning
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MORE LIFE
03:30
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Encrypted, a code to crack
to find salvation
a god deceived of you and me
what it made me feel
what it made me find
and why did it have to make a fucking piece of my mind
I've given my piece to The Maker
I've paid that fucking price
now give me more life
I won't return to that paralytic kingdom
to the skin of my image
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THE REACTORS
02:42
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ROBOT BLUES
04:28
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The battery is low
it is getting dark
I'm twice as quit now
and I've had it with the stars
we can't make the run
we're stupid and we'll die
no we won't
In this skin job city
there's no place like home
but I know something sweeter
like the life of my own
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OVER
04:04
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I have a feeling for you
I have a feeling about you
would you like to have it
I found it just for you
With my world on dead shoulders
such breath growing colder
an end in sight this is over
and I'm laughing last
at your throne of shit
and you're such a big man, aren't you
and there's nothing that can hurt you
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THE GREAT DEMISE
04:21
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I'm waking up to one more threat
I'm running out of time but there's time enough
a present possessed by the past
and how shameful it could last
the ocean is a shallow grave
buried by the waves (to feed upon the rare)
will we tire of the taste of what could have been
Avoid this future made of fear
there may be light but I'm nowhere near
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