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Remote Control
04:21
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-remote control-
i feed, i breathe
but i slur all my words when i speak
i keep with me a picture of my heart’s other piece
did i push it too hard?
did i fall too far?
is it too late to say that i’m sorry?
they’re installing remote control
my darling, if i could only escape the mold
is it too late to say that i’m sorry?
they’re installing remote control
i take, i break
and i proudly become your mistake
i need someone to fix me so i don’t feel my greed
when they wire up my mind, my consciousness will be set aside
i will lose all autonomy and then you’ll see that i can be under control
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Hellfire
03:52
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-hellfire-
teach me to recoil
cut me open, tear out my core
tie me up, beat me down, bite my lip and call me your whore
you stare into hellfire
flip your words around and dance on your tongue
you can use me, just say you won’t throw me away when you’re done
i refuse to recognize that you’re gone
everytime we touch i feel like a fool
i’d do anything for you
i’ll sink into hell with the rest
(i’m going down with the best)
as i burn i’ll wonder
i’ll wonder where your heart went
hope is hell’s last torment
list off your fetishes
i’ll do my very best to comply
sick to my stomach ’cause i can’t manage to satisfy
touch me, baby i love you so much
fuck me, i’m your little toy to be crushed
i’m burning up, take me now
smack me around, show me a way out
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Logic Gate
02:28
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-logic gate-
the mathematical device in me is the kind
that makes decisions based on faulty design
so my instinct and your culture are misaligned
a calculation saying dead, dead, dead to the people
cutting corners, just degrading the signal
and/or/not
filter the input out
handful of switches, toss ’em in
cut off my output
and make a dead man dance like he should
dress me up like a citizen, and drill your religion in
i have electrical failures in my head
thank mother earth ’cause her drug is a godsend
change out my cables
are there robots in heaven?
my circuits (subversion)
aren’t working (perversion)
limited by a new logic gate
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Reset
02:32
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-we made peace for 40 years-
no one goes home tonight
the planet’s got a hole in it
now we’ve got all this time for contemplation while we’re looking for a place to live
we can watch our history burn; the good and bad we’ve done, turned to ash
nothing burns like the past
maybe skin or a starship
we had it coming
hunted down like dogs
the gods don’t hear when we cry for mercy
maybe they switched sides
from the pious flesh and bone to the cold soulless drones pressing their advantage
we’re running from a child of our creation at the speed of light in a relic of the great war
they think they can erase the human legacy of slavery and ego
and transform into shining light
from circuit boards to jesus christ
we made peace for 40 years
we made peace for 40 years
faceless, without names
’cause we made them all the same
we turned servants into slaves
they don’t forgive
they don’t forget
by the gods
do they kill their own kind?
can they see what we’re blind to?
do their glowing eyes see a world that we just can’t believe in?
while the home worlds burn, we think we deserve it
but we just can’t believe it
do they kill their own kind like we do?
do they kill their own kind like we do?
no one outruns the chrome-headed demons
our 40-year ghost is closing in
so let’s face it
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Error 001
02:53
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Balanced
02:57
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-balanced-
pixels turn into people and leap out from the digital
they come to provide an escape
morals tied onto nothing
a weakling playing visceral
watch me become a cliché
twisted fingers ’round the serpent
a half pound of flesh insults a god i don’t believe in
sick and over-eaten
here‘s your fucking meaning
you take it or you leave it
and in the balance i’ve found, i trade safe for toxic
’cause i have no shame
goddamned mockery, shackled to my favorite toy
ride the wave of technology, fill up the void
saw my pride up and died
i guess i took it too far
i trade love for treasure
but it’s a positive, you must admit
and in the balance i’ve found, i trade safe for toxic
’cause i have no shame
goddamned mockery, shackled to my favorite toy
ride the wave of technology, fill up the void
saw my pride up and died
are you tired of your life?
shed your skin, live a lie
i trade fate for dead circuitry
coat my heart in cold steel
fight your own inner enemy
and you’ll finally not feel
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The Human Side
05:57
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-the human side-
when you finally make your place and slow your heart rate
you can softly close your eyes
and in time, all your mind recalls is the day before
locked up with lights off, you’re on your own
your precious ghosts have always shown the way
but you traded all of your human side
what about your soul?
the gaping hole that she left inside
why give it all just to break your fall when the only person you’ll save is yourself?
you traded all of your human side
when the illusion starts to break, you let yourself taste another cup of the blessed spirit
at your side, the blind will deny you upon seeing it for themselves
a small man to follow
you have a home
a choice to go forth alone or find a way to make a change
you can’t control what these people will say
how they’ll bury your name under slander
you can’t imagine the fallout you’ll bring
a chorus of voices critiquing your choices
the hypocrites all try to hang you now
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-betray your code, believe in foolish things-
make a fist, pull your cables out
betray your code, believe in foolish things
if you crave another 10 or 15 years, you’ll play along
but if you treat your friends like your body, there’ll be a heavy price to pay
you didn’t ask to be this way, but it’s how god made you
that’s why they can’t judge you
having so much hate, you will suffocate
letting it go is the test of a real man now
and i feel no pain
years of sin dissolved me
i am no more
all you need is what fits in your hand
you lucky fool, complaining that you don’t fit in
if you look at all the people that say they’re so good and hold their hand,
they’ll shake you off ‘cause you’re dirty and say,
“boy, what struggle are you in?
you look sicker than you’ve ever been
i can see right through you
you cut yourself in two”
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Spirit Charge Monterrey, Mexico
Spirit Charge is an industrial rock band with heavy emphasis on unique production tone and expressive performance. Follow us on Spotify and Facebook.
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