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Feast

by The Welzeins

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1.
Lawful Evil 03:37
You know your rights You know your place Things they are just great They're just fine Ignore your heart Eject your brain Doctrine in your veins You're all mine Give me your oath Your DNA You're all the same You're all mine Take me inside Choke me down You wear the chain I wear the crown My children My people They love me I'm up to here I won't play nice Struggle all you like I don't care Learn to forget Expect to fali Finger on the scale Like last time Give me your oath Your DNA You're all the same You're all mine Take me inside Choke me down There's billions more Cogs going round and round and round My children My people Property Kiss the ring Bend the knee This world was made for me, not you
2.
Things are not alright But I'm not one for weeping Bark has felt bite Oh, creeping beasts eat me alive I am their home, I am their hive I just want to die Give me strength, young man You've got a big blue ox A weapon in your hand Don't hold back It's ok, we're straight, I I'm done hanging around Just want to end it all now Make me a stump in the ground Oh, creeping beasts eat me alive I am their home, I am their hive I just want to die
3.
Zoo 03:20
Lost count of the number of days I've spent living life in a cage I'm tired of taking what I can Yeah sure all the meals are free Big bowl of bulk feed But still I long to bite the hand Arriving everyday Quick look then they lumber away A mirrored boredom, beast to man Are we just bark and no bite Fight or flight? The featured creatures made a stand It's coming It's coming Behind the glass A prison planet, bird and beast Beyond the veil reality awaits The underclass Captivity won't be our fate Our lives are not decided
4.
Carbon Copy 04:08
Eyes locked on the ebon mirror Screen is staring back, but then, it's something I cant prove I cannot destroy this feeling All the things I've read and wrote and said is being used Cookie crumbs and keystrokes brought me nearer Single lens would stare unblinking thinking "what to do?" I accrued the things I needed Say it self made man, this man made self looks just like you Years and years of replication Breaking down the door Phone is tracking with permission Blood pooled on the floor Abstraction, Facsimile Abstraction, Facsimile Abstraction, Facsimile Abstraction, Facsimile Extraction, Assimilate Abstraction, Facsimile I'm one, I'm one
5.
Man oh man oh man have we got a lot to talk about these days And not a lot we've found this way has that long warmth we've been craving It's all calculated Dopaseratonamine I'm calcified, you are too man It's in the content you soak in I can say it with a straight face And that's the problem I can see us now The ancients reclined, Bedsores disguised, Fingers twitching - Another spine hit'll do Who needs social security, When you've got virtual reality to look forward to? Yeah We're treading liquid crystal landmines Reality's so out of reach Call your mom, she's got a landline We're almost out of time One day, we'll say "if only they could see us now, they'd swell with pride" Oh they'll say "what a little box you've built yourself into, what's not to like?" You've got seven squares a day, a masters for the side gig Optional integrity, kaleidoscopic irony You're at a distance now kid but bringing yourself down, down, down can have its benefits They can hear us now Young men gone blind And deaf despite wishful thinking A little hindsight'll do Who needs autonomy when you've let monotony define you? Yeah We're treading liquid crystal landmines Reality's so out of reach Call your mom, she's got a landline We're almost out of time
6.
Endless iteration Continued A thoughtless automation A redo No stopping No feeling Each morning Repeating Da da da da da I want what I want I wanna see, don't wanna cease The same thing all the time It's all I got Predictable, penny apiece Habitual routine Another round Another thing Another verse A waking dream A task at hand No losing steam No time to waste No stopping Clockwork concentration The lock groove A cyclic situation The old news Unending Unthinking Mechanic Ascetic Da da da da da I want what I want I wanna see, don't wanna cease The same thing all the time It's all I've got Predictable, penny apiece Habitual routine
7.
Arkanar 04:45
Cruel to their own kind Bones round the bend break Bloodshed a birthright, my hands are tied Mud in the sunlight, they're sinking Worms on the guest plates, their squirming Head full of hatred, they're burning Black and grey, the priests all say To thinks a waste of time Watching, from beyond the screen A noble don unwinds What style what a wild one A big smile and a trial run He swings it zweihand, baron or a Wildman? My girls got a real clear picture In pain and in debt to their liquor The scripture, the creeping waste Trapped in an old bind Can't find their own way Dumb from a dull life Dulled by cruel fate Bolt whistles midflight, it's singing Punch through the breastplate, we're bleeding Heads on a long pike, they're stinking Black and grey, the priests all say To thinks a heinous crime Watching, from beyond the screen A hidden god resigns
8.
Atop the hill, an effigy Colossus form of woven trees A seed of doubt is sown And at the core, the void waits for the man A crowd of grasping hands A ring of song and dance Oh god! It's prophesized my flesh will feed their land And all their trees and plants Metaphysic fertilizer Pseudoscience sanctifier Sacrificial lamb Feed the sun, with his flesh Flesh will feed their land And all their trees and plants Metaphysic fertilizer Pseudoscience sanctifier Sacrificial lamb Outstretched towards the sun Outstretched towards the sun Outstretched towards the sun Ascension, the mayday harvest overflows Sainthood awaits him, don't you know Don't you know, he's out there waiting?

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released March 5, 2021

Music Written and Performed by The Welzeins
Lyrics by Russ Nordstrom

Drums - Matt Wassum
Bass / Synth - John Waters
Guitar / Vocals - Russ Nordstrom

Produced by John Waters and The Welzeins
Recorded and Mixed by John Waters
Mastered by Adam Sage

Recorded at Valencia Studios and The Dog House

Made with Blood, Sweat, Tears, etc.

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