inflame

by Spectacles

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1.
Bells 03:37
I don't Please or Thank God In Church to be spiritual, and I don't just love to live in mortal sin to be original Don't personify my Mysteries incomprehensible I never severed a soul from that Physical material Living by a principle Of universal parallels Never boiled revelation Down to a parable Force me at gunpoint To give up my philosophy Then this is what I wouldn't say Right before you shot me: Void, creation, heaven, hell I Know that nothing's true but this illusion of self I lead a life-like dream As a shepard of death Try to Butcher the air into Separate breaths Void, creation, heaven, hell I know the only truth Was the love that we fell For hooks and sinker All the breaths we held gone Butterfly fishing in the diving bells So say the magic words And lift the curse; Force Your corpse back to work & Throw the hearse in reverse; First We're heavy breathing in the dirt I'll serve up a feast for your ears with A mouthful of worms I'm like I won't spend my damned life Dead to this paradise Glimpse it oblivious Three blind eyes I'm Too Churchillian to stop in hell One crown, clapper mouth, Crack a smile at the bells Void, Creation, Heaven, Hell... If it's survival of the idle And extinct to the rest It's like you've borrowed all your time, and You're mired in debt, and I'm the guy with the scythe and I've come to collect And no I don't accept Money Fame Power or Sex You better give blood and Bleed to the edge of what's next Afore bells take their toll And they knell for your flesh I pursue her, heart so frightening Quickest silver path of lightening Reflex swift her strike so violent Dumb and deft crack vaults of silence We are one ring circles finger I'm not singing click the trigger Race your pulse to where I fell Ringing empty shells upon the concrete Bells
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Chaotica 03:26
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Arts of War 04:27
Resonate a diaphragm Into another diaphragm I never thought you'd understand I simplified the diagram A jagged dagger drawn Black swords in my two hands Illustrate the mind Be the mightier than Any weapon of oppression Uttered words of command It's an attack on your flank Baby infantry advance Like a blitzkrieg backwards Surrendering your territory Conquered unconscious Embracing the enemy Details Spartan Decorated Generals Martyr manifested these Little individuals Space invasion Occupied hours Y X allied with the Axis Powers Graph the attack It's interdimensional Futile resistance A force gravitational Scourge of inertia As apathy fought I saw her claw a defeat Out of victory's jaw These are the arts of war Armored hearts on Attention whores we Stand at easel Portraits drawn In Flanders Fields Of fire we fall Business unusual Lest we remember Our memories ended November 11 Mask on target as History beckons A class that he passed Nothing less than a lesson From a new breed of teacher Mr Ballistics Media, Drama Psychology, Physics Teach me to open up A magazine A red scrawl on the wall You can barely read These are the arts of war Armored hearts on Attention whores we Stand at easel Portrait drawn In Flanders Fields Of fire we fall Thin your blood, thin your blood Here the water grows thicker Crimson and white Now the city is a river You flooded the gutters With lights On No-one's at home Brain on vacation Body sits prone Tick tick there's a Bomb in your home A chemical weaponised Drone pheromone, been Bottled and wafted The stench of success Never forget who can gas you the best Accept resignation As your right to choose But you can only pick The poison that's been chosen for you
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God Willing 02:55
Is he willing to stop evil but not able then he's impotent Able to stop evil but not willing he's malevolent, heaven sent Both willing and able then Why do we have evil? Neither able nor willing why bother calling him God? Hello? Introspeculation Take a line of best fit Foolish inquisition Found their fantasies In politics Cavalry come flying in On righteous wings Vicious circling Picking at the bones of these imaginary kings More than one way to know God More than one way to know God Let the heretic choir sing In the spirit of inquiry (Ooo, ooo) Heaven for heathen A Sage Franciscan Preaching cynicism From a missionary position Ninja like a Gideon Quest for the wisdom as I Question divisions and If Life begins then death ends At conception (Think about it my friend) In the spirit of a factory Selling souls is business Perforated families Take holidays at Christmas (Happy birthday Jesus!) And if you wanna preach from Parliament Abbott I'm sorry Keep your hands off women Their decisions and celestial bodies Their celestial bodies... No, wait a minute I'm not sorry More than one way to know God More than one way to know God Let the heretic choir sing In the spirit of inquiry
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Nobody Here 03:34
No mind, zen flow, Finger at the moon With a young son and widow That Buddha was a bad dude Walk through the forest To the top of a mountain Slaughter every simian Thought in my environment Sit down warrior The Front's all quiet In armor of crystal I don't mind violence Bloodstained saffron Swing sword of insight Cut down veins take Heart to a playfight Skyline predator Maw of the night time Pre-dawn neon hit a Channel 7 samurai Dagger from scabbard Hold a throat to your knife While I trade you a jewel for The price of a life So I gave it to you Didn't know What to do with it Use it to prove that the moon's Full of fingerprint Left in the sky by the one Who killed God Then divided our minds Just to hide who it was And you gave it to me Didn't know I could be- -come a fool so enlightened by Your scintillations I'm blinded by diamonds That ring in my ears So I pick up and answer "There's nobody here" Nobody here, you scream Nobody hears you scream Imaginary friends On the great white telephone Execute the messenger just Wait for the touch tone Deaf to the piercings Numb to the bludgeons Rolling the twenties Down in the dungeon Dragons run from Human fire Drop that camera Draw my ire Ammunition pour From your forehead in fear Can't gun for the target There's nobody here Nobody here, you scream Nobody hears you scream With a crucifixation A soldier alone In a box coming home Draped skull & cross bones Break self-mutilator Suffering for artwork No anesthesia The wounds of the truth hurt Feelings ego Purple heartless Broken radar Shots in darkness Fragile sculptures Heads get severed Lock up your daughters in a Prison of pleasure Ashes ashes Dust to the ether In a carbon chrysalis Diamond pressure Facet reflected the Structure of year No void staring back 'cause There's nobody here
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Friends of violence call for Silence out of respect I Kept my eyes on the waterline Them alligator heads cried a Tragic Atlantic A distant romantic Drown it out all hail Mary Automatic Cordite Fragrant Smell of burnt hair Worthless words hanging Thin smoke in the air From the backroom Thank you for smoking barrels A Bushmaster's faster than A whole pack of Camels Armed to the cavities Aiming at the animals Courts in the crossfire Banging like a gavel Freedom ringing out it's a Cannon in the battle Minuscule bells tolling Shells on the gravel NRA No Regrets, America It's all over The war for Aurora NRA My cold dead hands And yours all warm From the slaughter NRA No Regrets, America It's all over the war for Aurora NRA, My right to bear arms' And yours to cradle dead daughters A question for Callahan Are the punks out of luck? Cause roulette with a Glock Doesn't pay very much Do we just wait Days mark spaces between yet Another body countdown Another town's name To fall from our lips Tears of sorrow and shame And the greed is a shield And a mirror Reflecting the blame The greed is a shield and a mirror Reflecting the NRA No Regrets, America It's all over the war for Aurora NRA My cold dead hands And yours all warm From the slaughter NRA No Regrets, America It's all over the war for Aurora NRA, My right to bear arms' And yours to cradle dead daughters Personal arms race with a Free and a brave face Liberty's price Paid in so many little graves Export aggression it's American made Merchants of murder Shake hand grenades Same ones pray for a Cell's right to life Will deny a little girl Has the right not to die At the hands of a madman Armed to the teeth Or more like his fingertip Itch trigger squeeze Points ringing hollow No treaty for peace, when I can't tell militia From the secret police NRA No Regrets, America It's all over the war for Aurora NRA My cold dead hands And yours all warm From the slaughter NRA No Regrets, America It's all over the war for Aurora NRA, My right to bear arms And yours to cradle dead daughters

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inflame is a release created as a gift for Burning Man 2013.

It's now offered as a gift to all.

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released January 8, 2014

Created by Spectacles, mixed & mastered by Kevin Carafa.

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Spectacles Sydney, Australia

Spectacles is that art-rap-rocktronica-trip-hop-n'-roll band from Sydney, Australia.

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