The Unmaking

by Weapon Y/Z

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The Unmaking is a deconstruction of the meaning (or lack thereof) behind our base desires.

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released February 8, 2012

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Track Name: Occam's Razor
Let's give em hell

I'm an optimist I swear but this just isn't working out
Because I'm not all that ambitious and I don't even want the fame
There's a lot of things I don't need that I never thought about
But society is begging me to join their twisted game

They tell me that I'm lazy, they tell me I should change
They tell me I should grow up they say
Cut it out, cut it out
They try to make me want shit that I really don't need
So I try to block it out, yeah I
Cut it out, cut it out
We go around believing we'll be millionaires someday
Once we get our act together once we
Cut it out, cut it out
Our lives were superseded by the needs we like to blame
We're all looking for the exit just to
Cut it out, cut it out
Track Name: Conflicting Omniscience
Some think that we are controlled
By governments or aliens
But most of us just claim to know
That God's watching us from on his throne
Because we all know
That there's something out there we can't explain
But most just want to hope
The God's waiting for us all from on his throne

Behind the pearly gates
Sits a God created in the image of man
Controlling your fate
Separating the hellbound from heavensent
It's good or bad
Dichotomy is the nature of good human minds
our bodies are bad
We've sinned against the word we could not reach

His voice is upon us
Shouted from discordant self-righteous tongues
It's almost never the same
But it always plays on guilt and tradition

My father's father
And his father before him all knew the truth from lies
And my mother's mother
Still believes she'll be watching from the skies

Her voice is upon us
Whispered in an accent from an age long gone
It's always the same
Always claims I can reach heaven someday
Track Name: Smoke Signals
Speaking over greater lengths of space
Growing wider with the passing of time

We must organize to claim this planet as our own
Spread forth - our children shall outnumber the stars above

Led by the burning desire
The call to reach the far sides of the Earth
Manifest destiny - the decisive urge
To live live live and reproduce

On the horizon - a fire burns
But the smoke signals me in human tones

When did we decide to place value in our crazed ramblings
Language is the curse of the lesser form we took

Led by the burning desire
The call to reach out to the organs of our fellow man
To feel for the intricate differences
To prove that even life can change

From across the room the acoustics carry you my cries
And you paint the portraits encoding meaning meant for eyes
Sending a message hopelessly in one direction
I'm good for anything except a straight correction

Our words say far more than the ideals we make
Our words in place speak a meaning we can't create
Track Name: When Robots March
On the street corner with your megaphone
Blue in the face - drive your point home
In every other, see the enemy
Incessantly spew your robot speech
And in the classroom sitting at your desk
Regurgitate what you've been fed
Gave you no choice - Freedom is dead
Lock your step in the robot march

On the street corner with your megaphone
Blue in the face - heart so cold
Your bold face type spreads bold faced lies
Indoctrination of our kind
Gave you no choice - Freedom is dead
Watch your step when robots march
Track Name: Black Friday
Shopping mall battle royal
Single file strangle hold
Preserving your net worth

I'm giving these pigs what they want
Which is more than they deserve
They run on addiction
I'm just an enabler

what are the savings worth to you?
They'll gladly keep you entertained

set your sights on merchandise under cover of night
new supplies to hypnotize your eyes with dollar signs

NEED
CONSUME
Track Name: Decode
My esoteric annotations
cast obtuse connotations
you can't decode

Communicate? At least I tried
Dumbed down and simplified
Straight to the point: This isn't working out.
Track Name: Repulsion
What do you think when you use your other head?
Where do you go once you're already in bed?
When do you cross the threshold to the third eye?
Whose name do you say once that's on your mind?

I don't remember what to call you and I've got something to say
Don't be disappointed when I'm not screaming your name

I'm detached from this touch
The electrons in play keep you away
It's physics, my hunch is that there's a magnetic force underneath
We never do touch
The negative forces just push away
I figured as much, sad stories unhindered by suspension of disbelief

What are the rules concerning a first date?
Where would you be if you hadn't shown up late?
When should relationships become just sex?
Who could resist a temptation like this?

I sort of thought there was something there in your aura pulsing white
My particle-wave repulsion casting shadows on your light

I'm detached from this touch
The quarks keep bouncing off of everything
It's physics, our luck is just an elegant equation of energy
We're so out of touch
We've been broken long from the ionic bond
The chemistry adds up to a subtraction of
the division we keep
just multiplying
exponentially

I'm detached from this touch
There's no way to outspeed entropy
I figured as much
We'll keep repelling each other till the end of fucking time

What do you do when you are done?
Where do you sit at the afterprom?
When does the universe succumb to the heat death?
Who could propose a better future than this?
Track Name: The Unmaking
Inevitable epiphany
The self-reproducing whole
Exists for selfish preservation
In order to procreate

Spine chills as you see the connections
Now you're a part of the net
And there's no way out
There is only the unmaking
Facades crumble and decay
Just like we're wearing masks in a play
And the whole world is our stage
At curtain call and the unmaking

Mankind has created a mass fractal
Society's web of masks to wear

Your goals lose their purpose
Your values are claimed
Your morals wither away
This cold dead end is the unmaking
Your eyes haze over in apathy
Your art is tainted gray
Your mind is locked away
Hollow ghost shell of the unmaking

Trapped in a spiral of conformity
Your mind computes the fractal's edge

Do the drugs like everyone and try to forget
You'll still wake up the next morning just in someone else's bed
Exist just for sex like a libido machine
So you'll finally give birth to the American Dream

You can't buy me for any amount
Your hunger for power is a game I don't play

Make a family and register so they can suck you dry
While I fight the system forever or until the day I die

You can't buy me for any amount
Your hunger for power is a game I don't take any part in

Trapped in a spiral of conformity
Your mind computes the fractal's edge

You can only pass the time in a world you can't change
Once you stray along the spiral something strikes you as strange
There's no center, there's no middle, there's no source where we come from
There's no heaven, there's no afterlife, there's nothing when we're done
There's no reason to make babies out of sex or out of love
There's no reason to stay sober, there's no reason to do drugs
There's no reason to make music and no meaning behind art
The Unmaking takes the patterns and tears them all apart
Track Name: Fucked
I just want to lose control
I'm gonna get fucked up tonight!
So pass me the alcohol
I'm gonna get fucked up tonight!
It's the only time we feel alive
I'm gonna get fucked up tonight!
Something our doctors can't prescribe
I'm gonna get fucked up tonight!

You're young and horny and crave attention
From the herd mentality addiction
Crowded into a dark room where the masterminds serve you drinks and mixtures
Then they dim the lights, turn up the music, and the temperature

Lets create some friction
It's the law of the dance floor
Just give up your own volition
Lets create some friction
It's a battle on the dance floor
Don't forget to use protection

I've completely lost control
I'm gonna get fucked tonight!
Strung along and out by alcohol
I'm gonna get fucked tonight!
I'm unveiling all my skin
I'm gonna get fucked tonight!
Yeah fuck regret, I'm giving in
I'm gonna get fucked tonight!
Track Name: Ouroboros
Living in a wheel
Working through each day
So much time to kill
But it won't go away

Just give me something, anything to break this day to day routine

We're so bored...and so sober...
Escape and wait for the world to go under
Excessive compulsion to get fucked up every night
THEY constructed the meaning of life

Living in a wheel
Everything's the same
So much time to kill
But I don't want it to change
I just want
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