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

Hell is Empty Because All My Demons Are Here

Monster at the End icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 03 from the For All Kings LP by Anthrax icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )
“Monster at the End” Song Lyrics icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12

Anthrax's "For All Kings" album cover. [Formatted]

Breathing Lightning icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 05 from the For All Kings LP)
“Breathing Lightning” Song Lyrics icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12
Blood Eagle Wings icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 09 from the For All Kings LP)
“Blood Eagle Wings” Song Lyrics icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12

Distortion Sufficient

This Cold Black icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 09 from the All Hope is Gone LP by Slipknot icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

Slipknot's "All Hope is Gone" album cover. [Formatted]

Welcome home

Mother Nature is a coward/Mother Nature is a whore
No more presence and no more power
I pray for death by the hour
Cut another smile into me/Cut into me is all that you are
My artifice won’t recognize me
You won’t find me anymore

Post-traumatic war machines
The pessimists still won’t believe
Throw away my past mistakes
It’s all I can do to feel

Let my weapons be your children
Let my armies be your damned
Try to suffer on in silence
Try to stop me if you can

Pneumatic destroyer
Pathetic seducer
Distortion sufficient
Some day—one day—we will live our lives again

My ghosts have found their way back home
I have every right to kill my own/Every right to kill my own
I am something now that never could exist
My anguish conquers all

Pay the price and watch me fall
My only key is broken
My broken key is only me

Pneumatic destroyer
Pathetic seducer
Distortion sufficient
Some day—one day—we will live our lives again

You’re an utter waste of tired flesh
It doesn’t matter if you can’t progress
Even now they still create me
Give me your ignorance and irritate me

I am made of the same debris
You want it all but you didn’t want me
A hypocrite with no real use
I’m alive, what’s your excuse?

Pneumatic destroyer
Pathetic seducer
Distortion sufficient
Some day—one day—we’ll live our lives again