We Limped Away from the Wreck

Lab Monkey icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 06 from The Devil Put Dinosaurs Here LP by Alice in Chains icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

Alice in Chains' "The Devil Put Dinosaurs Here" album cover. [Formatted]

Is there anybody out there?
Anyone at all?
Can you finally hear this deep?
I’ve been scratching through the wall

You came far to find me, down a rabbit’s hole
Now watch me smiling back while chewing on its skull

I know and won’t forget
We limped away from the wreck

Is the monkey breathing?
It’s looking kind of sick
You got a witty comment for me? Have yourself a kick

Does it make you feel good?
Are you full, and strong?
You’re gonna end up in this cage and I hope your stay is long

I know and won’t forget
We limped away from the wreck

We’ll never know what it is until we take a look inside
I’m sure we’ll find what came, before this dies
We’ll never know what it is until we take a look inside
I’m sure we’ll find what came before

I’ve had enough—I don’t need you to stick my hide
I’ve had enough—there are no more tears for me left to cry
I’ve had enough—I don’t need you to blind my eyes
I’ve had enough—there are no more tears for me left to cry

I know and won’t forget
We limped away from the wreck

We’ll never know what it is until we take a look inside
I’m sure we’ll find what came, before this dies
We’ll never know what it is until we take a look inside
I’m sure we’ll find what came before

I’ve had enough—I don’t need you to stick my hide
I’ve had enough—there are no more tears for me left to cry
I’ve had enough—I don’t need you to blind my eyes
I’ve had enough—there are no more tears for me left to cry

We Are Will and Wonder

Pneuma icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 02 from the Fear Innoculum LP by Tool icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

Tool's "Fear Inoculum" album cover. [Formatted]

We are spirit bound to this flesh
We go around with one foot nailed down, but are bound to reach out and beyond this flesh
Become pneuma

We are will and wonder
Bound to recall and remember
We are born of one breath and one word
We are all one spark… the sun… becoming

Child, wake up
Child, release the light
Wake up now, child—wake up!
Child, release the light
Wake up now, child
Spirit

We are bound to this flesh—this guise, this mask, this dream
Wake up and remember
We are born of one breath and one word
We are all of one spark… the sun… becoming

Pneuma
Reach out and beyond
Wake up and remember
We are born of one breath and one word
We are all of one spark with eyes full of wonder

Become a Modulated Social Slave

Iconspiracy icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 04 from The Wake LP by Voivod icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

In the desert of unknown tales are gold temples of a warrior race
From a secret vault of holy power is a magnified field-blasting tower

Psychotronic weapons are being used on you!
All of you!

You’ll never notice the effects of the waves, but soon enough it will leech into your brain
These frequencies will make you fit within a frame and become a modulated social slave

Aim for masses
Skyward!
Inner access
Mindwarp

Deep inside an obscure tunnel, circling around an underground channel, is a Machiavellian accelerator
All controlled by the Lords of Terror

Psychotronic weapons are daily used on you!
Yes it’s true!

Interactions in your dreams while you sleep
Read information of your feelings and your needs
Tattoos of guides then you follow a rap sheet
You’ll never know for all of your life, eternally

Aim for masses
Skyward!
Inner access
Mindwarp

Why such a coincidence?
No evidence, nor signs of a crime

Why?
Of course no one survived
Witness suicides
All proof is denied

Why?
An iconspiracy
Why can’t you see?
I’m blind but I foresee why

Lies
Everything is rigged from within
You will never win
You don’t decide
Lies

Another act of God triggered by satellite
Instant starvation and the world to divide
A new imposter got elected overnight, but the psychotron keeps us focused on our lives

Aim for masses
Skyward!
Inner access
Mindwarp

Tears Have Filled My Bong

Check My Brain icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 02 from the Black Gives Way to Blue LP by Alice in Chains icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

Alice in Chains' "Black Gives Way to Blue" album cover. [Formatted]

So I found myself in the sun
It’s a hell of a place to end a run

California, I’m fine
Somebody check my brain
California is all right
Somebody check my brain

Check my brain

I walk these streets, I creep and I fall
And when she sang, I answered the call

California, I’m fine
Somebody check my brain
California is all right
Somebody check my brain

Tears have filled my bong
Years expended—gone

I hung my guns and put em away
A trick of the trade, and by the way

California, I’m fine
Somebody check my brain
California is all right
Somebody check my brain

Tears have filled my bong
Years expended—gone

Check my brain