The Schoenberg Automaton : The Schoenberg Automaton

Technical Death / Canada
(2010 - Myriad Records)
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1. THE WOODHOUSE SAKATI SYNDROME

Righteous, you uphold appeal but face a brick
Gritted teeth, they glisten with spit
They emanate an ethic that will bring on war

War, I've seen this, I've seen this before
The signs are written in neon fluorescence

This is our chance to conquer, and prevail
We will, we will not be victims
I want you to understand, behold the genome
Potential, limitless
We will not stand for this, when we can take our own future

So the human evolves

We wanted this to be a shape of things to come,
Not a revelation of science fiction
Instead the human gene encoded to recreate
We will defy all written scripture,
Increasing knowledge, fuelling our desire
To settle the debate

Ruined, no longer stand in denial
Wanted this, need this
Time to bare all and raise the stakes
Clenched fists pound on there walls
We defy god as science creates


2. PINEAPPLE JUICEAND THE TOUGH STUFFED OLIVE

Extraction, a need for information
Cold stare, precludes the devastation
Pre-planned, meticulous
Knowledge base, a knowledge base
Silver tongued, latch on lies
The human condition, is what I despise

Crystal rim, brought up to crimson
From within I release a smile,
A lie that defiles, a lie that defiles
Salt rubbing on a swollen lip
Cracked and broken
A crimson crevice set into my jaw
From a fight I hadn't seen coming
Memories flash, a hidden agenda
Punctuated, I reflect to the fist
And face in the floor

My gaze cuts to the truth, for it is written
Forced within walls, of self incarceration

Will I let it be free, as I give into the
Feelings I, the feelings I
The glass now broken, in my palm, cutting to the bone

I have I lost all control
Not even the Xanax now ground into powder
I bite can help me get a grip on this world

Now we stare across a canyon made of liquor and lies
Biding over, time until we die


3. WHERE ARE WE, IN A CUBE?

A shard of light, cuts in, rationalise the situation
Proximal locations, induce anxiety inside
Water wells in Schlem's canal, flooding the senses
Distort, in saline silhouette, silken steel, confines, construct

Counter balance to perspective
Mathematical mind-melt, a prime configuration
Each equation plots our destination
Equal to the factor, of human, implementation

Cattle strapped to racks, drained of all, they can extract
Process, Process, Corporate elation, Process, Process

Four walls and a room full hate, predatory senses takeover, dictate
Ingest, ingest, your own degradation

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