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Use this track like a journal for infernal paternal instincts that threaten to leave me extinct when I enter the precinct with weapons drawn remained forewarned of fanaticism abolish racism demolish classicism begin this lesson in life fresh and redressed cracking the carapace when you’re caressed face to face with sinister therapists marriages of convenience brutality and genius slide ideas in between us like disappearance in smoke and mirrors terrors of governmental agencies release these thoughts like drugs on the population blanket the nation to inhibit creation enable inebriation institution of illusion over reality who’s as mad as me can’t seem to see let alone believe the pain and torment turn your intent towards the cries of a million women and children the sun is gone slowly eclipsing I think that you’re missing the message massive passage attiges of ashes that you choke on let these ideas begin to sink in like ink in the skin reflecting internal images perfecting reprogramming passing from carrier to carrier the world we live in is getting scarier and scarier by the minute with minute details severed heads on a spike pike at the entrance to buildings like religious images and slogans we’re heart broken about Hulk Hogan as our rights are being stolen they’re smoldering and smoking there is no man all-knowing so we should be growing showing sharing and caring help with baring the weight of all this hate in hopes to sedate those who premeditate to separate us into factions so they only have to face fractions with decimal points to decimate the point all those that oppose grow weak and weary in this dreary atmosphere clearly I’ve become concerned silently sleeping steeping in sanguine saline liquids laced with LSD laser disc encryptions Turn from those that we love to put our hope in somewhere up above aye tis the rub of abandoning your cub to the coldness of winter dare to enter the center eye of the storm and reform your destructive wishes dismiss these ordinates for new coordinates this is ignorance bliss leaves blisters where’s the rest of the pack stand back I feel myself being torn in between this scene that can be seen and a dream in between waking and sleeping drinking from the cup of subcutaneous knowledge walk the halls of this cosmic college in galactic gardens as the idea begins to harden pardon this metaphor but I’ve never really done this before it’s hard to ignore especially when I’ve learned of the cure and there are ten score more obsessed with the treatment prefer enslavement turn people to pavement would see me dispatched I’m not sure how much longer I can last hopefully long enough to accomplish this last task reveal the face from mask after and laugh through the gas ask is this not what you wanted are you not entertained composure breaking but somehow maintained when my body is contained advanced state of decomposer exit the pressure desecrated viscera goodbye I’ll miss you as I lose vital viscus this is visceral remember all that I’ve taught you redemption is sought never from sadness but humble brashness can never be bought ability to achieve succeed at any cost scoff at preconceived notions and conceptions I am the moth man prophecy one that has been shall forever be continually stand with sacred scripture in hand believe even if it is hard to understand ban on knowledge and insight bite the bullet to blow out the back of the mullet mull it over grasp the four leaf clover to your chest this is the rest of the test end of the message the song is over and gone all that’s left is the rest of your life time to move on now be gone!



CHORUS THING
- Opening
Gotta get your fix quick, fix quick, fix quick
Gotta get that fix quick, fix quick, fix quick
Gotta get your fix quick get your mind adjusted
- Closing
Gotta get your fix quick, fix quick, fix quick
Gotta get your fix quick grab that crucifix
Gotta get that fix quick, fix quick, fix quick
Gotta get your fix quick get your mind adjusted

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from Amber Probe EP, released July 22, 2015

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Namor Carbondale, Illinois

Deep in the bowels of an unholy love for synthesizers, soundtracks, soundscapes and Tetsuo The Iron Man there was born a freak. They say I am an alien mutant metahuman.I say I am simlpy Namor, the Sub-Musician.

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