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1.
There's a place of creation, Where we were never alone, Before there were nations, Before there were thrones. A prehistoric party, Where we all had a home, So if you wanna go back, you gotta... Sacrifice yourself upon the stone, Something so old you know it in your bones, But you'll never find the way alone. back to the source, we go back to the source. And the mother of time, is calling us home, Leave our life behind, and come to the stones. Part of the land, And part of the sky, We are alive. It's a neolithic rave, humans fresh out the cave. And we sacrifice ourselves upon the stone. A genetic memory of, something so old, know it in our bones. Back to the source, back to the source. And the mother of time, is calling us home, Leave our lives behind, and come to the stones. Part of the land, and part of the sky, We are alive. I know there's a way back, somewhere on Salisbury plain, It's just a kind of magic, And we'll get there some day. I know there's a way back, somewhere on Salisbury plain, It's just a kind of magic, And we'll get there some day. And the mother of time, is calling us home, Leave our lives behind, and come to the stones. Part of the land, and part of the sky, we are alive. I know there's a way back, somewhere on Salisbury plain, It's just a kind of magic, And we'll get there some day. There's a place of creation, Where we were never alone, A prehistoric party, Where we all had a home.
2.
Constantine saw the cross, burning in the sky, Another bleeding heart thinks they can fix our broken lives. While you're waiting for your vision, In you're existential dread. These bargain martyrs Still just wind up dead. It's the messiah complex, that happens before childhood's end. But just because you're not alone, doesn't mean you have a friend. So save yourself. in a world full of victims, Spending their whole life, waiting for the knife Save yourself, we got to save ourselves, Or we'll never survive. No one gets out alive They tell us we have sinned, they tell us we are cursed, and if you want to get to Heaven, you've got to go through Hellfire first. So you'd like be a saint Well here's my advice all that crushing guilt is just empty sacrifice. It's the messiah complex, that happens before childhood's end. But just because you're not alone, doesn't mean you have a friend. So save yourself. in a world full of victims, Spending their whole life, waiting for the knife Save yourself, we got to save ourselves, Or we'll never survive. No one gets out alive. It's a happily ever after, from our guardians in the stars. on Earth as it is in Heaven, but they didn't say how far. we had to twist humanity, Abandon creativity, We gave up identity, For an alien dream. When Constantine saw the cross, burning in the sky, Another bleeding heart thought he could fix our broken lives. Save yourself. in a world full of victims, Spending their whole life, waiting for the knife Save yourself, we got to save ourselves, Or we'll never survive. No one gets out alive.
3.
don't believe everything you read don't believe everything you see you don't have to understand you don't have to be my friend you might not like what I have to say to you but that don't mean it's not the truth don't shoot first this messenger has traveled so far from home don't shoot first I only came to tell you you're not alone. when you just can't see past your nose you think that all your doors are closed you don't have to understand but one day you'll have to comprehend you might not like what I have to say to you but that don't mean it's not the truth don't shoot first this messenger has traveled so far from home don't shoot first I only came to tell you you're not alone. it's not always fight or flight when something challenges you, you'll never know just how strong you are when the only way to go is through. don't shoot first this messenger has traveled so far from home don't shoot first I only came to tell you you're not alone. don't shoot first this messenger has traveled so far from home don't shoot first I only came to tell you you're not alone. you were never alone.
4.
A stalker in the night, Compact and mean, A creature plucked right from, an animal's worst dream. He'll bleed you slow, his eyes glow red, It's the little monsters, that will get us in the end. Run for your lives, a terror is unleashed A real life X-File is coming for your beasts. Might be a coyote, he'll bite your throat, and suck your goat, He's the Bigfoot of Mexico, El Chupacabra. A chameleon and a killer, an experiment gone awry, Leaving a trail of victims, all bled dry. Disappearing like a shadow, You'll never apprehend, The little monsters, that'll get us in the end. Run for your lives, a terror is unleashed A real life X-File is coming for your beasts. Might be a coyote, he'll bite your throat, and suck your goat, He's the Bigfoot of Mexico, El Chupacabra. El Chupacabra. El Chupacabra.
5.
And she walks, in like a vision of the dollar come to life, And she moves, and gives you an all-seeing eye. And you know right away, she's the spider, you're the fly. Powerless and frail, rates right off the scale, you're terrified. In a world of slaves and masters, Who do you think you are? She knows exactly what you're after, Who do you think you are? You know you're owned. Bought and sold. You know you're owned. Bought and sold. And you walked, compelled and controlled without a clue, And you move, a puppet on her string, you're a fool You're the moth to her flame, a pawn in her game that you'll lose. Suffering with the delusion that you choose. In a world of slaves and masters, Who do you think you are? She knows exactly what you're after, Who do you think you are? You know you're owned. Bought and sold. You know you're owned. Bought and sold.
6.
For every little sorrow, and every little sigh, every time I scream, every time you cry. For all the moments wasted, on some tiny crime. We'll never be new again, we'll never be new again. When you crashed into my desert, I was wasted and afraid, and everything you did was my favorite, every moment a holiday, When my jokes were still hilarious, Your mood was still gregarious, We'll never be new again, we'll never be new again. It's not rocket science reverse engineering love, It's not rocket science reverse engineering love. Take the moments you remember, and the places that you treasure, and cross the rivers under all the bridges that we burned. There's no drug to recreate, things past their expiration date. And I hope there's more to live than just waiting for our turn. It's not rocket science reverse engineering love, It's not rocket science reverse engineering love. Just like the German scientists after the war, rebuilt all the spaceships that came crashing through our door, These chemical machines and their adolescent dreams, are much more than slaves to their biologic needs. It's not rocket science reverse engineering love, It's not rocket science reverse engineering love. And all the singers that will say, that love just fades away, They don't have to live inside, our lives every day. We'll never be new again, we'll never be new again. But that's no way to quit, and no reason it should end. We'll never be new again, we'll never be new again. But that's no way to quit, and no reason it should end. It's not rocket science reverse engineering love, It's not rocket science reverse engineering love
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The Sun King 04:08
The center of the universe, I stand divine, I stand alone. So love me like no one else, I stand divine, I stand alone. Eternal and breathtaking, given by divine right, I am the state in all her glory, And I'm the essence of this life. The center of the universe, I stand divine, I stand alone. So love me like no one else, I stand divine, I stand alone. God-given, beatified, I am the source, I am the seed. Blessed by heaven to satisfy, all your hopes and all your needs. Perpetual engine of the ascension, a jealous tyrant of your affection. I am the fulcrum, you are the lever, I am the spark that goes on forever. The center of the universe, I stand divine, I stand alone. So love me like no one else, I stand divine, I stand alone. I am your brother. I am your mother, I am your lover. I am the only thing you need. Near or far, you're part of me. Wherever you are, you're still inside of me. Perpetual engine of the ascension, a jealous tyrant of your affection. I am the fulcrum, you are the lever, I am the spark that goes on forever. The center of the universe, I stand divine, I stand alone. So love me like no one else, I stand divine, I stand alone.
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For a second in time, This Metropolis is paradise, paradise. there is no struggle to survive, it's an easy life, an easy life. Overlords of the below, Don't care bout famine or disease, Just more corn syrup if you please. Fat on light beer and reruns, We are the last of the lucky ones. I've got everything I see, on the hierarchy of needs. Let's see how long I can last, balancing on someone's back. Overlords of the below, Don't care bout famine or disease, Just more corn syrup if you please, Thank God they all don't have guns, we are the last of the lucky ones. I enjoy my ivory tower, on the labor of those who work for 40 cents an hour, An Eloi who has it easy, I hope we make it out alive, before they know it's a big lie. Overlords of the below, Don't care bout famine or disease, Just more corn syrup if you please, Thank God they all don't have guns, we are the last of the lucky ones. We are the last of the lucky ones. We are the last of the lucky ones. We are the last of the lucky ones.
9.
I was a ghost without a story, A specter looking for a past. Waiting and just watching, All these lives pass by so fast. I wrote a tale without a hero, I wrote a song without a tune, But all stories need an ending, And I hope that ending is you. So hear my prayer, And let me know that you can see me there. Exorcise, Take my hand and let's go towards the light, For you're the Skeleton Key to set my spirit free tonight. I was a grave without a headstone, Wandering the earth for rest, Alone in a crowd, as a soul that's dispossessed. I was a murder without a body, I was a crime without a scene. But this dunit needs a who, And I hope you'll take my plea. So hear my prayer, And let me know that you can see me there. Exorcise, Take my hand and let's go towards the light, For you're the Skeleton Key to set my spirit free tonight. I was a ghost without a story, A specter looking for a past. Waiting and just watching, All these lives pass by so fast. I wrote a tale without a hero, I wrote a song without a tune, But all stories need an ending, And I hope that ending is you. So hear my prayer, And let me know that you can see me there. Exorcise, Take my hand and let's go towards the light, For you're the Skeleton Key to set my spirit free tonight.
10.
Alive breath to breath, Existing mouth to mouth, Thieves, dealers, and whores, all living in my house. Shoot yourself invincible, Kiss yourself goodnight. You're not invisible, Not a lowlife. These are the dangerous times, When stars collide, We'll make it right, If we survive. A little sleight of hand, can cover a landslide. the center cannot hold, with too much to hide, Shoot yourself invincible, Kiss yourself goodnight. You're not invisible, Not a lowlife. These are the dangerous times, When stars collide, We'll make it right, If we survive. These are the dangerous times, When stars collide, We'll make it right, If we survive. And all the monsters that you kept under your bed, are now the kind of people that you call your friend, this is the way little girls and boys wind up dead, and lose their head. Shoot yourself invincible, Kiss yourself goodnight. You're not invisible, Not a lowlife. These are the dangerous times, When stars collide, We'll make it right, If we survive. These are the dangerous times, When stars collide, We'll make it right, If we survive.
11.
In vino. In vino. The drunken man's words are the sober thoughts, little bit of truth serum in the sauce. Another round, you're on a roll, tell me the secrets of your soul, Confess your sins, and let go, I love you more when you lose control. So you can call me when you're messed out of your mind, Now that's something I can get behind, You finally say the words you've always wanted to, when you bid sobriety adieu There's nothing to tell but the truth. The words flow fast, with a wedge of lime, and moderation's just another waste of time. Another round, you're on a roll, tell me the secrets of your soul, Confess your sins, and let go, I love you more when you lose control. So you can call me when you're messed out of your mind, Now that's something I can get behind, You finally say the words you've always wanted to, You're so much more fun when you're crunk, because you don't lie to me when you're drunk. You're much more interesting on your third glass of wine, your honest flavors always come out on the vine, It's your boss and his secretary or your friend that popped her cherry, the truth is you ain't no girl scout, when the skeletons come out. The skeletons come out. The skeletons come out. Another round, you're on a roll, tell me the secrets of your soul, Confess your sins, and let go, I love you more when you lose control. So you can call me when you're messed out of your mind, Now that's something I can get behind, You finally say the words you've always wanted to, when you bid sobriety adieu. And you can call me when you're messed out of your mind, Now that's something I can get behind, You finally say the words you've always wanted to, You're so much more fun when you're sauced, In vino veritas. In vino. In vino.
12.
Well, we started playing when rock was on cassettes, and the girls would tease their bangs with oceans of Aquanet. Hang out in parking lots and learn to smoke cigarettes, and we canonized all the rocker guys. I used to high-speed dub my tapes for all my friends, 10 years on with Napster, yeah we did it all again. We'd preach to country heathens who didn't understand the reasons, why I had to wear a concert shirt, and every Saturday night we went to church. And we sang, Amen, my friend. Hallelujah. Don't you take that name in vain. Praise the Lord with the sound, baptize me until I drown. Let a choir of fallen angels sing my name, I still believe the song remains the same, we haven't changed. And there were mullets as far as the eye could see. My Blessed Virgin looked just like Debbie Harry, We prayed at the Houses of the Holy, And just like John Lennon, we all were bigger than, you know. I used to high-speed dub my tapes for all my friends, 10 years on with Napster, yeah we did it all again. We'd preach to country heathens who didn't understand the reasons, why I always wore a concert shirt, and every Saturday night we went to church. And we sang Amen, my friend. Hallelujah. Don't you take that name in vain. Praise the Lord with the sound, baptize me until I drown. Let a choir of fallen angels sing my name, I still believe the song remains the same, we haven't changed. We started playing when rock was on cassettes, and the girls teased their bangs with oceans of Aquanet. We hung out in parking lots, learned to smoke cigarettes, and we canonized all the rocker guys. And we sang, Amen, my friend. Hallelujah. Don't you take that name in vain. Praise the Lord with the sound, baptize me until I drown. Let a choir of fallen angels sing my name, And we sang, Amen, my friend. Hallelujah. Don't you take that name in vain. Praise the Lord with the sound, baptize me until I drown. Let a choir of fallen angels sing my name, For I do believe the song remains the same, we haven't changed.
13.
I'm lost in time, a relic of some forgotten past. Where is my kind? I guess they just couldn't last. A reproductive dead end, just more carbon left to waste. Another life form couldn't keep up in the race. I missed out on the Golden Age, too young to fit in and too old for this decade, anyway. A live oxymoron, like an unexploded bomb. An unwelcome guest who never, knew where he belonged. In this God-forsaken pit, it's just survival of the fit. There is no why, evolve or die, Archaeopteryx. Adapt or be selected against, but don't get left behind. The march of progress has a very tight deadline. I missed out on the Golden Age, too young to fit in and too old for this decade, anyway. A live oxymoron, like an unexploded bomb. An unwelcome guest who never, knew where he belonged. In this God-forsaken pit, it's just survival of the fit. There is no why, evolve or die, Archaeopteryx. To all you boomers and the world that you screwed up, I want to eat you like a Titan, Beat you like I'm Tyson. And you millennials who never can shut up, Make me wish that Y2K, Flushed you all away, And my kind goes extinct. A live oxymoron, like an unexploded bomb. An unwelcome guest who never, knew where he belonged. In this God-forsaken pit, it's just survival of the fit. There is no why, evolve or die, Archaeopteryx.
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Sad little one, doesn't wanna feel alone, She hates the trash that spawned her, She hates her broken home. She likes it when I say aliens, made Homo sapiens. She loves it when I talk Martians and, the Chariots of the Gods. The blood of the unearthly, Better than the blood of the ugly, Bred for more than just servility, Bred for more than this burned out hole. Long ago and far away, They built Easter island didn't they? Long ago and far away Something mixed the DNA. She likes it when I say aliens, made Homo sapiens. She loves it when I talk Martians and, the Chariots of the Gods. Fire rains down from the skies, An ET with human eyes, Not just an orphaned kid, She's like the pyramids, Adopted by angels riding chariots of the gods. Sad little one, doesn't wanna feel alone, She hates the trash that spawned her, She hates her broken home. Long ago and far away Something mixed the DNA. She likes it when I say aliens, made Homo sapiens. She loves it when I talk Martians and, the Chariots of the Gods. Fire rains down from the skies, An ET with human eyes, Not just an orphaned kid, She's like the pyramids, Adopted by angels riding chariots of the gods. In love with it and what it means, She loves the power in her genes. In love with it, in love with dreams, She loves the way it sets her free.
15.
Tell me nothing of your life, I painted you as an angel, These lines, these curves don't do you justice, But if it's all the same to you, I'll draw them just as well. I can't believe you're not on paper, I can't believe you're made for me to touch, I will accept that you are mine without a holiday, But not that I deserve as much. Tell me nothing of yourself, I sculpted you as a goddess, This lifeless clay don't hold a candle to your visage, But if it's all the same to you, I'll shape it in your image I can't believe that you're not fiction I can't believe you're made for me to hold. I will accept that you are mine without a holiday But not that I should be so bold. I will accept that you are mine without a holiday. But not that I deserve as much.
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Arthuriana 04:58
You are the sword, I am the stone. You are the lighthouse In the storm. Little obsession to pass the time, Arthuriana. You are the lady, of the lake, You are the comet, of Heavens Gate. Little obsession to keep even, Arthuriana. You are Gawain, Versus Green Knight. You are St. George and you always win the fight. A fantasy where you'll come back to me, Arthuriana. You are the grail, From that I drink, You're the saddest of the angels, I won't blink. Little obsession to keep us sane, Arthuriana. You are the knight who says nee, You don't capitulate or bend the knee, All these thoughts that stalk around my mind, Arthuriana. Reality, is something queer. You were always more Morgaine than Guinevere. The long dead still alive in my head, Arthuriana. You are the sword, I am the stone. You are the lighthouse In the storm. Little obsession to keep us sane, Arthuriana. Reality, is something queer. You were always more Morgaine than Guinevere. The long dead still alive in my head, Arthuriana.
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Memory in soft focus, dreams of the past, a little crutch we can hold on to. Some things weren't made to last. Don't look back, it will only make you slower, Don't question, the things you cannot change. This moment, the only thing you can hold onto, don't spend it in a cage. You are free, choose to be. The Fire in Which We Burn. You are free, choose to be. The Fire in Which We Burn. A hazy wave of rumination, days gone by, An unreliable narration, A well that ran dry. Don't look back, it will only make you slower, Don't question, the things you cannot change. This moment, the only thing you can hold onto, don't spend it in a cage. You are free, choose to be. The Fire in Which We Burn. You are free, choose to be. The Fire in Which We Burn. It's later than you think, it's later than you planned, It's over in a blink, it's over in a flash. And the hourglass runs out of sand. Don't look back, it will only make you slower, Don't question, the things you cannot change. This moment, the only thing you can hold onto, don't spend it in a cage. You are free, choose to be. The Fire in Which We Burn. You are free, choose to be. The Fire in Which We Burn.
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Stardust 05:08
We awoke at the end of an era, We came to life in the footnotes of time, We are stardust made conscious and breathing, orphans of the suns that have died. We are created but we are the makers, we are lucid inside the Dreamtime. We are the Alphas and the Omegas, we are what we choose to define. Love is the only law, and it cannot be killed. We are the stars, we are of stars, so love what you will. Love is the only law, and it cannot be killed. We are the stars, we are of stars, so love what you will. And the Seraphim will sanctify, the particles that illuminate the sky. And the Seraphim will sanctify, the particles that illuminate the sky. What was once will always be, the universe is inside me, the magician that wants to be free. To be free. We awoke at the end of an era, We came to life in the footnotes of time, We are stardust made conscious and breathing, orphans of the suns that have died. Love is the only law, and it cannot be killed. We are the stars, we are of stars, so love what you will. Love is the only law, and it cannot be killed. We are the stars, we are of stars, so love what you will. We are stardust made conscious and dreaming, we are what we choose to define. We are stardust made conscious and dreaming, we are what we choose to define. Love under will.

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released September 29, 2015

Written and performed by Sunspot.
Produced by Eric LaBrosse at Cherry Pit Studios in Menomonee Falls, WI

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