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"Live Again - The Fall Of Man"

The road is narrow, the horizon wide
And to say what’s waiting on the other side
Is so rewarding and the ultimate prize
But what good is something if you can’t have it until you die?

Desperate, tenacious, clinging like a grain of sand
Watching its foundation wash away (wash away)
Drunk with the assertions they know they can’t defend
Confident that they might…live again
Live again, live again
Would you give it all up to live again?
Live again, live again
Would you give it all up to live again?

Temptation? Revelation? You decide
Torture shows its colors often in disguise
Progress and purpose help us realize
We pass along a brighter faith even though it must be blind

"The Surface Of Me"

Oh yeah!
A study of history reveals an unflagging appeal to mystery
You talk about abstraction at the top of the list
But you might as well get pissed, cause in me the essence does not exist, no-oh-oh
Yeah yeah!
You’re so shallow
How can your romance hope to be the veil of an ersatz human nature
That can pacify but never slept well when there’s the pretension of living a lie

Take me as I am, judge me for my crimes
I can say I’ll behave freely all the time
You can predict what I’ll say, it’s in my DNA
But soon I’ll be a catalogue number anyway

So say a little prayer
Convince yourself that someone cares
All I am is what you see
There is nothing more than the surface of me [x2],

you know

Oh yeah!

Apologies to Skinner, but I do believe that I feel like I’m a winner
Having just discovered a long solved modal secret, of how I always feel
So goddamn downtrodden and desperate

Take me as I am, judge me for my crimes
I can say I’ll behave freely all the time
You can predict what I’ll say, it’s in my DNA
But soon I’ll be a catalogue number anyway

So say a little prayer
Convince yourself that someone cares
All I am is what you see
There is nothing more than the surface of me [x6]

What you see is the surface of me

"52 Seconds"

I know I'm part of something greater than myself
Don't know the meaning of it but I hope that matters less
I don't know anything when I'm factored out of scale
I know I'm part of something greater than myself

We're all engaging in a game of attrition
Maybe god is just a chemical fiction

I'm a monkey with a madding affliction
With fact checking for a mental condition

I know I'm part of something greater than myself
Don't know the meaning of it but I hope that matters less
I don't know anything when I'm factored out of scale
I know I'm part of something greater than myself

"Heroes And Martyrs"

Amid the heat and the wrack
Hot boots invested and cracked
Poor candidates jacked into gray light
An ultra-violent call summoning both poet and thrall
Sweet catalyst for the acolytes

Our heroes and martyrs
Present two points of view
Tell me which deity you're praying to

Into a welter of night
Flack, rounds and roiling blight
Cracked vertebrates stacked by the wayside
An ultra-violent call summoning both poet and thrall
The inveterate blind seeking daylight

Our heroes and martyrs
Present two points of view
Tell me which deity you're praying to

"Germs Of Perfection"

Lacerate eviscerate and perforate and mutilate
We all fall down, all fall down
Deprecate repudiate ameliorate adjudicate
The wisdom found, wisdom found

Clip the wings of progress, turn the direction
Enrich the fallow soil with germs of perfection

Delegate facilitate investigate and obviate
The black turns green, black turns green
Separate evaluate and cultivate and propagate
The master's dream, master's dream

Sing the fears of history with renewed inflection
View the lost agenda with a skeptic's intention

Machine of life, oh can we make it run?
We have the tools, but have only just begun
Machine of life, oh can we make it run?
The calculations of a greater sum

Clip the wings of progress, turn the direction
Enrich the fallow soil with germs of perfection

Perfection!