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WHEN THE STORM COMES DOWN

TRACK LIST
1. The Master Sleeps (4:35)
2. Burned Device (6:26)
3. Deviation (3:04)
4. October Thorns (5:33)
5. No More Fun (3:45)
6. Suffer the Masses (6:05)
7. 6, Six, VI (5:05)
8. Greed (4:24)
9. E.M.T.E.K. (5:49)
10. Scars (4:14)
11. K.A.B. (:25)


THE MASTER SLEEPS

Wake the master 
Is all you survey 
Pictures down the well of my thoughts 
In settled dust they're hidden away 
Forced down the yellow pills then I stepped into the screen 
God were you sleeping so you couldn't hear their screams

God were you sleeping, something feels so strange 
When I open my eyes wide you fade away, you fade away 
Reflections on this wall consume the tides consuming me 
Rejuvinated and cold reasons ripped apart, man bought an d sold

I open doors never chosen for me 
Lost my sense of reality 
Now I'm free like a rat in a cage 
Sleeping God You're a stranger to me

Now I know my place in life as time devours me more each day 
Sands will sift away, our time slips away 
Can you feel it slipping away, you're growing older day by day 
Now I know my place in life and it devours me more each day, no, no


BURNED DEVICE

Down in the deep, black hole of my heart 
I feel the pain inside of the dreams that died 
And I saw a dark message clawed on a wall today, it said 
Forever burn this world, it's far too late

Now I stare out my window, I see the towers rise 
Toxics seep into my backyard before my very eyes 
Industrial revolution, no other solution 
For the junk cultured junkies needs 
So take a deep breath because it ain't over yet 
The machine it's got to bring you down to your knees

Outside the gates of redemption inside my happy home 
Contact with big Mr. Mega Bucks on my cellular phone 
Dollar for dollar the business hounds holler 
Sour mouthed stomachs well fed 
And I'm moving the game yet I still complain 
The paranoia, it swells inside my head

How will I ever know which way the wind blows 
Will there be no place to hide when the storm comes down 
To tear off my hide, defenseless, rich or poor 
When the wolves start gathering round my door 
Self-destructed, I never anticipated 
Such pain from the things that I've created

Burn, burn, burn, burn, the device and the ice that's in my heart 
Burn down the lies and the hatred in my eyes 
Let it burn, burn to see the world turn 
And it's all there in front of me 
And I feel compelled to make you see...reality 
This is the turning point, these are the crossroads 
Detonated lunacy and it's not a dream, it's not a dream

No greener sky, no blacker seay, no greater war inside of me

Now I stare out my window, the patients on the lawn 
Loved ones visiting hours wonder what went wrong, wrong, wrong 
Outside the gates of redemption, my mind is never alone 
Hospitalized, lobotomized, big machine, please come take me home

This is reality

DEVIATION

Fractured chess game knights move 
Chaos no point to prove 
I've been changing my open mind 
Self defensive intentions you'll never find

Deviation detour your moral code 
You Understand I refuse to play the role 
Say have a seat, I think I'll stand 
Stained glass here I come with brick in hand

No explanations, for my deviation 
I'll give no explanation, for my deviation

See me, are you surprised 
I symbolize all you despise 
Never, never your faithful pawn 
You run your rat race, it's that I spit upon

No explanations for my deviation 
I'll give no explanations, for my deviation 
No explanation for my deviation


OCTOBER THORNS

What was it, something that I realized 
A need inside me took me by surprise 
I see two sides now, I just don't know 
Subjected now an addict of control

Mirror yourself if you can even try 
Gaze deep into God's sleepy eye 
Arabesques in my cold burn freeze 
Deliverance upon my dirty knees

Dominator life's blood, my need 
The balance in my hands, the life blood seed 
Underneath a hood of stars, I realized just who you are

Ooh, my October thorns in my side 
It makes me wonder will the need subside

You miscalculated the algebra of need 
I died for you, now why shouldn't you return the favor

You've come to learn junkie of control 
The more you push the stuff, the more it flows 
Twist the plot of demand supply 
A grim reflection of both you and I

Now I know just who you really are 
I realized just who I really am 
Now I now just who I really am


NO MORE FUN

I see the mighty fortress crumble, tumble to the ground 
Swarms of rumbling bumble bees, consume the frantic crowd 
Seething, breeding mescaline drench the pretty girls 
Boredom for excuse, there's no more fun in the world

Me outside my window, me inside my door 
Inside or outside, I don't give a fuck no more 
Say I'm angry, have a lousy attitude 
It's hard to be optimistic when I share the world with you

Pretentious asshole, time to move aside 
Can't survive on your hypocrisy and lies 
You're building up, but you're tearing down 
The mighty fortress crumbles, tumbles to the ground

And I can't understand, can't understand, can't comprehend 
Indifference to my fellow man, no longer amused 
Just pissed off and confused, still I laugh 
Me eyes are dry and I don't know why, I wonder why... 
And I'm so fucking happy


SUFFER THE MASSES

The promise cast, the hopeful lured 
Stabbing by the pointed words 
Tortures of the damned you'll find 
Guilt preys upon the human mind

All you know and all you feel 
Is all there is and all that's real 
Innocent told you're a worthless pain 
Eventually drives all insane

Bleak optimism gained 
A lame excuse to hide the pain 
Instinct stifled be ashamed 
For what you feel is right and sane

Suffering, told what you feel and need is wrong 
When conflicting with the machine 
The machine that's run so long


Suffer the masses, contradicting views inside 
Suffer the masses, the personality divides 
Suffer the masses, what's told and what you know 
Suffer the masses, now, now the neuroses grows

Generations handed down 
The false smile to hide your frown 
Instinct stifled don't be afraid 
For what you feel is right and sane

The promise cast, the hopeful lured 
Stabbed by the pointed words 
Tortures of the stabbed you'll find 
As guilt devours your broken mind


6, Six, VI

Doing the descend, I've been waiting 
To step into a dream 
It is, it was, it seems 
Satan in your stereo, crucifix receptacle 
Menace in your muddy eyes, a candy coated fear 
Do I remember me, transcending partisan

Hunter and hunted, now one in the same 
Vast delirium, multitudes of attitude 
T.V. is your brain 
Vile, greasy vermin nicotine scars 
Cheap, lethal bourbon, my refuge in the bar 
Open mind defended, seen through a filtered lens 
Gaze upon the symbolism, I wanna know what the message sends

Warfare concealed a symbolism, a martyr for your daughter 
Stigmatised in my holy water, 666 
Is it threatening as it seems 
Sometimes there's nothing left to tell 
Sometimes I can't understand myself

No, no single key, to calculated spontaneity 
Confusion, illusion 
What use sanity 
Battering down the walls built inside of me 
Battering down...

Passing me through revolving doors 
Your will whole of the law 
Doors in your mind unwind, unwind 
Symbol in your muddy eyes words are dismissable 
Nothing is true, all is permissible 
Open mind defended, seen through a filtered lens 
Sometimes There's nothing left to tell 
Sometimes I can't understand myself

No, no single key, to calculated spontaneity 
Confusion, illusion 
What use sanity 
Battering down the walls built inside of me 
Battering down the walls built inside of me 
Battering down...


GREED

Greed can't wash your filthy hands 
Now you know Just where you really stand 
Competition. Man against man 
Vicious players, Game of life has no plan.

Candiate for office, You vote for me, 
I'm young, smart, smooth-talkin', no one can bullshit me 
Promises promises Just another vote. 
High paid thief in office, sharpened lies cut your throat

What do you really want What will you pay 
To stab another back, To get your way 
And grease the painted palms, all gagged and bound 
You try to rip me off I'll bring you down

Kill Or be killed, that's what we're all taught 
Money, drugs, religion, they've all got their plots 
To make it to the big time, then pay off the cops 
It's greed that motivates them and only death will make them stop

Guilt tool of the trade, you crushed someone's mind 
To get your own way, you were my friend 
You've cut the bloodline that never ends


E.M.T.E.K.

Experiment for the government, I hear they're paying well 
I needed the money, all I have is my courage to sell 
Innoculations for the benefit of all mankind 
A human guinea pig, I've laid my life on the line 
I didn't plan on this misery, this drastic change 
Organ donor before my death, what a foolish risk 
Had suspicions when they hooked the needle to my wrist 
Felt the sickness as the fluid gushed beneath my flesh 
My peeling skin turns green, at least I can pay the rent

Masochistic nausea I can't chase away 
Transforming my life is fading away 
Blood cells mutating in unnatural ways 
Hair is receding, my skin turns to scales 
Genetic imbalance of self-induced hell

Distort the tissue to create the strain 
Biological warfare is their f*&$#*g game 
I've paid the price the naive accessory 
Cash mutated, I am no longer me

From the labs out to the streets the virus strays 
Transforming my life is fading away 
Blood cells mutating in unnatural ways 
Hair is receding, my skin turns to scales 
Genetic imbalance from self-induced hell 
No immunization, no antidote to sell 
Genetic imbalance from self-induced hell


SCARS

Stare up into the sky, who's in charge 
Will it matter which bills are paid when she decides to do us harm

Forces of nature destiny control 
Even the rich can't buy their lives 
When death becomes her toll

No conscience no love a heartless dare 
No matter where you hide she's there 
Rape the land, bite the hand that feeds you 
One day gonna take it away 
Feel the chill from her icy stare 
No self control, it will take its toll 
The life we're living here

Scars on her face, filth in her hair, pollution in her eyes 
We kill the creatures she creates 
Then we wonder why she cries 
Scars on her face, filth in her hair, pollution in her eyes 
We kill the creatures she creates 
Then we wonder why she cries

With the power she possesses, wipe clean the slate again 
Mass operation or daddy's cash 
It just won't matter who's your friend


K.A.B. (Instrumental)
© Flotsam and Jetsam 2012