Visiting Hours

by VAZ

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released 12 November 2013

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Track Name: Visiting Hours
They've been waiting for the day. Listening to what we say. Staring thru cold blooded eyes. Seeing new plans for mankind. When they all come down. When it all comes down. When they all come down. When it all comes down. Gotta stand or we're gonna fall. Making slaves out of us all. When we all break down. When it all breaks down. They've been waiting for the day. Hearing everything we say. Watching with cold blooded eyes. Making new plans for mankind. When they all come down. When it all comes down. When we all break down. Then it all breaks down. It's every inch of our land. It's every ounce of our sea. It's every drop of our blood. I feel the forces above pressing down on this night. It's every inch of our land. It's every ounce of our sea. It's every drop of our blood. Got a threat up above raining down from the sky.
Track Name: Mutator
There's something off about you. You're paranormally blue. It's the eyes. Another strangled up spell. Thought I never could tell. Couldn't I? Well there's blood on your plans. It's dripping off of your hands. Into mine. Where you going all with that crowd? Blowing torches into clouds. What you say ain't what you do. Mouthing words don't make it true. Whatcha doin' all with that crowd? Blowing torches into clouds. It's what you say and what you do. What the f*ck is wrong with you. Mutator.
Track Name: Black Paste
In deepest space. No light for diamonds. It's just black paste. Don't wanna sail into the black. Not this time. Don't wanna stick and not get back to my time.
Track Name: Armbone
The villages have burned down. The blades have fallen. Beneath choking black skies. Those bones are crawling your way. Deep in your dreams. Arms will take you. Deep in your dreams. Fingers break you.
Track Name: Hyperslog
We've been traveling on a hyperslog. Frozen now three hundred years. We have lost all our photographs of the dead we once loved. We have lost all hope. On our hyperslog.
Track Name: Plague Ship
Thought my ship came in. Took good care of me. Cashed all my chips in. Took its share of me. They don't know the score took a toll on me. They don't know the score took control of me. The ship is sailing by. Without a way. Without a why. Without a sea. They can't read my thoughts. They can't tape my dreams. They can't play this scene. It's not the plague. It's not disease.
Track Name: Tractor Beam (bonus track)
I can't do anything, I can't hear anything. I can't see anything. I can't move anything. I can't do anything, I can't say anything. I can't feel anything. Caught in your tractor beam.