Have you ever asked yourself if it were possible to know something others don't know?
The size and shape of the falling snow, or perhaps the countless dead that will be stacked in rows?
A macabre vision of reality that only reveals itself when you look beyond that which you are told.
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Originally Posted by Tool: Schism
I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smoldering. Fundamental differing.
Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion
Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication
The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so
We cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication.
I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to
Point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over.
To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication
The poetry that comes from the squaring off between,
And the circling is worth it.
Finding beauty in the dissonance.
There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away.
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication.
Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any
Sense of compassion
Between supposed lovers/brothers
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Can you look past this pseudo-truth,
The message of hope, propagated by the blind and the hollow minds we call our elected officials?
Can you see what real truth is?
Can you feel that truth?
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Originally Posted by Rotersand: Electronic World Transmission
get me, get me, a little closer
let me see the phantom view
take me right into the center
of the nine eleven news
get me, get me, my voyeur fetish
keep me shackled all day through
electronic world transmission
everything I see is true
give me, give me, observation
let me have the on-site feel
give me, give me, the true sensation
for I need a touch of real
show me, show me, what is happening
in the world beyond my door
and in time i'll be forgetting
what i have been living for
help me, help me, i'm too frightened
to fulfill my hardest task
will i ever find the answers
to the things i dare not ask
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Can you feel the desperation, the fear of a change to come?
Can you feel the masses becoming unnerved because they know it wasn't the change they were sold?
Can you feel the enemy preparing to make their stand?
And when they do, you know, bombs will race over the land.
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Originally Posted by Psyche: The Quickening
This is temptation
These are the years we've left behind
Your revelation
This is the cruelty of our time
I can't escape it
Take back every word I've said
There's no belonging
The voices of the dead
And when the stars are falling
Projections on the screen
Another day is dawning
Come back to me
And when the night is calling
For everyone to see
The memory's still haunting
Come back to me
This is impatience
These are the hungry mouths to feed
No complications
This is abandon of our needs
I can't erase it
Take back all the tears we've shed
Useless behavior
A war inside my head
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If the dead could talk...
They would tell you this truth...
To take your stand now before it's to late...
Will you choose truth or lies?
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Originally Posted by Clock Dva: Non
Last textural reports
A plan of locations
Cross points of agencies
A program of density
Of a force that cannot be determined
Science at this point must become alembic
Magnetic field disturbances
Have irradiated our equipment
We have lost all contact
We are alone
In the shadow of shadows
In the dream of dreams
In the sleep of sleep
I see it's form
We have no more time now
We are alone
Final entry report
I have removed all obstacles
That impedes it's progress
My duty is to serve the power
That holds me captive
There are no more choices
We have opened a new door
To a new horror that will finally destroy us
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The time has come...
No where left to hide...
There will be no peace, when you choose lies.