The Human Abstract Album

[No lyrics]

Careless, to try to think that we've progressed
and the consequence of walking quietly
We only know, what we've been told
Self's exposed and overloaded
These monuments built by thieves
Keep us contained
Polished they stand and guide us
I found a four leaf clover
Hidden within
Buried beneath my fears
And we fall, kneeling
begging for scraps
Hands and arms stretched out
we reach for what we're given
So privileged
I'd Imagine it could be the fall of man
We come from control
a paradigm that leads us through the valley
into the mouths of wolves
we are being eaten alive
And we fall, kneeling
begging for what?
The tailor's shop has closed
and we don't dress for miracles anymore
Oh, how we believe in
all the monuments built by thieves...

Pull me from the gallows
of this fiber-optic nation

I cannot compute why
we celebrate this mediocrity

Just let me download my
latest update right now
Just give me access to
my latest opinion
Now, now, give it now

Unplug me from this fantasy
my eyes have seen the sun
Have we all become voyeurs
covered by this digital veil

Direct my mind
just keep me occupied
don't let me find
something that is worth my time

We like to think that we
are more connected
but the truth is that we've
never been more divided
It's just too awkward
I need my digital veil

Blow the lid off your hard drive
and even if I can't comprehend
my place in this world

Pull me from the gallows
of this fiber-optic nation

Get me off whatever you're on
I'm just trying to be yourself
self's aware but barely
fight for my two cents
and commit to my dreams existence
I'll only ever know myself

Carry this on to the ones that lost their way
I'm right beside you
every time you need a hand there i'll be
I'm right beside you now

Un-notice me
you're observation is deadly
defiling all that is in me
You tried to choke out my process
but ended up taking damage

The cycle never ends
you're kicking and screaming my name
spinning into oblivion
breathe in your hot air
for some reason its not uplifting
its dense just like your point of view

You gotta get me off whatever you're on

Let me go, away
I know that you won't stay

Please forgive me
I didn't know
I've got my finger on the pulse
You said goodbye, so-long
I'll see you when it's over

I know what you are thinking
how could he take apart my safety

We're not the ones keeping you down

We fell asleep in arms that fondled our teeth and sold them off to thieves
Now we sell ourselves around
Only time will tell if stories like these will share the same fate
Regiments of disconnects emerge in a moronic gentleman's war with their eyes, their eyes blindfolded they rise
Kneeling and trembling before him
Waiting on knowledge, fed to us with a plastic spoon
Consuming the scraps, of the misquoted and deceased, with every word spoken today
Make what you will and understand, a typical feud nurtured, over many moons past
Beyond the drought worn hillside, a figure appears as the cumulus over us darkens, we look up to face our fears
And by the rise of his all powerful hand, he sets vengeance and proclaims "Follow me or be crushed to the depths of weak mannered simpletons. You have nowhere to hide, bow before me."
The regiments morale dwindles
As they stare at me I yell, "As we perish may our blood that spills, be not taken in vain, giving us continuance."
And as he slaughtered them all one by one, I watched from a distance, waiting for the chance to raise my hand
"No more, will I be under your manipulation"
I thrust forward, with my perceptive glove, gathering all my strength, thou shalt now disappear
Bruised and beaten, severed head in hand
The archetype has failed
We''never forget...
We fell asleep in arms that fondled our teeth and sold them off to thieves
Now we sell ourselves around
Regiments of disconnects with their eyes, their eyes blindfolded they rise
Battlefields colored with creeds
Their eyes blindfolded, the rise into this world

It feels like I'm on fire
I'm on a roll
I'm a take this one home when I let go and I'm not gonna stop till it's done
I'm dedicated to the decimation
Blast off into consciousness, time to leave the world behind
Brainstorm - last out at sea
Life is nothing but a dream
I stand before you from the outside looking in
A quick chance to get back to basics, discipline weighs ounces but regrets weigh tons
Mentally, I'm moving mountains
I'm taking off, the grind is killing me
I'm spread so thin I'm anorexic
Reach out, reach out
Mentally I've just drown as tall as your God
It feels like I'm on fire

Most of the men here will die but we are all the ones
The constellations will guide through the night while you sleep
So we will leave as a fleet but return like the martyrs of the sea
and the spheres up above all of us

I've walked down the road just to find that I'm alone
The flagship stands but the rest have been burned
I've carried the weight of a nations demands
Now mother will, will you guide us home

Few of the men here survived but we are all the ones
The heavens will guide through the night while you sleep
Oh we have been in the womb of this vessel so long
The thought of coming home is gone
I'll think of you while you dream

The squall has passed but I'm still not safe

I've walked down the road just to find that i'm alone
The flagship stands but the rest have been burned (Have been burned)

I've walked down the road just to find we're not alone
The flagship stands but the rest have been burned
I've carried the weight of a nation's demands
Now mother will, will you guide us home

I am walking a line between
the profound and banal
losing my faith
but now why's it so cold at night
whenever I'm alone
the child is gone
so I've been told
in every bet there is a fool and a thief
now walk
follow the pattern
that leads us through our lives
now that it shows
I can see the cynic I've become
I'm a sick man, I'm a wicked man.

I am walking a line between
the profound and banal
losing my faith
but now why's it so cold at night
whenever I'm alone
and thieves wear crowns

I'm a sick man, I'm a wicked man
and in every bet there's a fool and a thief
we're all lost
in these patterns
I'm a sick man, I'm a wicked man
we're all lost
what's the point of these patterns?