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Ghosts in the Machine
04:05
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Crushed between the gears of time
Are you or man or cold machine?
Are you flesh or information
Or a horror, in between?
Cybernetic shadows
Stalking artificial streets
Digital intelligence
Altered reality
Is it flesh or fantasy
If you cut us will we bleed?
We used to be skin and bone
Now ghosts in the machine
We are ghosts in the machine
We are just a dream
We are ghosts in the machine
We are just a memory
If I think therefore I am?
Do these circuits have a soul?
Are these veins or wires surging
Am I really in control?
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Wheel of Misfortune
05:14
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Will you ask the devil to make a deal
There’s nothing left but what you feel
You’re running hard on empty
You’re in the land of plenty
Will you sell your soul to save the day
Some filthy fortune to shake the gray
You’re running hard on nothing
You’re running deep and bluffing
Wheel of disaster is out of control
The bookie wants what is left of your rotten soul
You’re running low on magic
You’re running high on tragic
In time you’ll make it if you get it right
No time for terror in the burning night
You’re running out of time
You’re running but you’re mine
There is nowhere left for you to run
So spin the wheel and load the gun
There is nowhere left for you to go
So pull up a chair and enjoy the show
Play the wheel of misfortune
Maybe you’ll win this time…
Play the wheel of wheel
Luck be a devil tonight
You’re running out of luck tonight
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We are the Storm
05:24
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We live in the shadows of the sea
Waiting for winds to bring us to shore
Lighting crashes on the horizon
Thunder rumbles like drums of war
We live in the eyes of destruction
Wind and rain that shatter the calm
Ancient rage once built in the skies
Our boiling wrath is a violent song
We live in the silence of sorrow
Left behind in rubble and flame
Silent breeze soothes withering land
The world will sleep til’ we come again
The morning sun is red
Winds shudder with the tide
The morning sun is burning
There is fire in the sky
The evening sky is black
Rain drowns the heaving land
The evening sky is screaming
furies of the damned
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Lucifer Jones Sleepy Hollow, New York
Born in the city that never sleeps, Lucifer Jones is a mixture of the worst in humanity and the best in
music.
Sonically, Lucifer Jones is a cross between Black Sabbath and Black Flag...alternating speed-demon punk and hardcore between strung out slabs of doom that tell stories of loss, drug abuse, murder and the hopelessness of the modern condition.
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