An Endless Coming-Back to the Start

Quest for Nothing icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 08 from the Synchro Anarchy LP by Voivod icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

It is a race for another day
You have been driven all your life
There is no exit, no getting off

Always running from something
Since your birth, the chase is on
You are searching for a hideout

Where is this place called “liberty”?
When will I be satisfied?
What is this inhumanity, how freedom became a lie?

It feels like being thrown into orbit: an endless coming-back to the start
You are only passing by

It is a quest for nothing
Always a new beginning, until you find out it’s not

I want anti-gravity!

Busy day, overnight, rundown until you lie dead
The next day, overtime, until you pass out braindead

I don’t question
The are no reasons
I am an ant

I don’t refute, just execute
I am an ant

Get stressed out as you crawl, carry the weight till you’re knocked dead
Stumble, fall, now endure pressure until you’re crushed dead

In all and all, I am so small: a grain of sand
I am an ant

Vacation
Settle down
Your face hits the ground, flat-dead

Have no fun
So worn out
Let’s get back to work, but still dead

In all and all, I am so small: a grain of sand
I am an ant

This one life is the only I have
This whole life, I wouldn’t give it away

Never want to go, never want to go
Never, no way
Never want to go, never want to go, but I will someday

Endlessly, I wish I could live for eternity
I’ll never die because I never want to go, never want to go
Never, no way

She’s the Fire and the Fallout

Break the Man icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 04 from The Tipping Point LP by Tears for Fears icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

This was never what I thought it was
This is not who we are
This is where someone was meant to say, “Enough is enough”
This is nothing like they said it would be
This has all gone too far
When everything is running out, this is love

She’s the fire and the fallout
She reminds you of the things we never talk about
She’s the lover with the best-laid plan to break the man
She’s a sinner in a side show
She feels at home when there’s nowhere left to go
She’s the devil you understand
Break the man

No more tearing the bandages off
No more living a lie
No more chewing the scenery
No more rain, no more rain
No more wondering what happens now
No more holding your feet to the fire
When everything is running down, no more pain

She’s the fire and the fallout
She reminds you of the things we never talk about
She’s the lover with the best-laid plan to break the man
She’s the trouble in the headline
She’s the mother who turns back Father Time
She’s the devil you understand
Break the man

No more wondering what happens now
No more holding your feet to the fire
When everything is running down, this is love

She’s the fire and the fallout
She reminds you of the things we never talk about
She’s the lover with the best-laid plan to break the man
She’s the trouble in the headline
She’s the mother who turns back Father Time
She’s the devil you understand
Break the man

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