The Wild Machinist

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The Bronzer Age: Predawn Palpitations
-The Wild Machinist: Relinquish Transmission

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released March 18, 2011

Extracted for ((Memory)) by:
Mark Bellomy - Jacob Ray Rose - Matt Winters

Observed for ((Sound)) by:
Brian Goodheart at The Buddy Project

Carl Saff Mastery - Adam Schmidt Imagery

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Track Name: Cinder Block Syndrome
Formation. Finally time to line up. In formation. Edged up to the cliff let's jump over. The rights to playing dumb. Forget what you came to discover. Fight's not letting up. Pray hard and speak like you mean it. Infantry undone. The terror you preach isn't over. You lie to carry on. Disguised as a beacon of freedom.

That metal gun looks good in the palm of your hand don't shoot to soon awe shit ya did and now we're fucked.

Handed out in ones. You've been replaced with a zero. Forward marching sons with heads full of shit that shouldn't be there.
Track Name: Single's Ad
Candid little photographs that prove to you I strut my stuff. It's hard to tell just what I do. Depicted in my microscopic point of view is fiction. Well I'll be you when you aren't you. My vision blurred by my solitude affliction. I'm staring it's vivid the image. A multitude of complex tombs I'm in it. A fight to the finish.

Stressed work early for the meeting just to find it's tooth decay. Man I had it come the weekend. God gave root canals away.

Mechanized. My posture is slowly receding. My heart's barely beating. I'm receiving the download created to complete me. My plug-in is fiending. It's seething for a v-chip to get me through the season. Define your reason with some meaning. Bored to death by the witness. A fight to the finish.

Stressed work early for the meeting just to find it's tooth decay. Man I had it come the weekend. God gave root canals away.

Man the plaster seams they seem to find a home. It's hard to get along when all you are is bones. Born to break against an empty hull. Too bad for the brain to wanna fade away. Brand New Face.
Track Name: Skeletal Dwellings
Sweat. Drums faintly beat in the West. North raids the South to exist. East cashes in on the rest. Left with the check.

Lick those teeth. Scrape out the skull give you something to eat. Admire the shape that you keep. It won't be long till we put you to sleep. Law's to bend at will. Just touch my fingertip seal the deal. Take it till you take your fill. Skeletal dwellings are better than nothing.

Sweat. Drums faintly beat in the West. North raids the South to exist. East cashes in on the rest. Left with the check.
Track Name: Heavy Magick
Boisterous howl as you clawed cross my back skin. Whispering growls as we sank into the mattress. Flickered your tongue in languages that I have practiced. Hey say we stay tucked away in voodoo and magick. Master my machinery go. Keep taking till only you'll have it. Sounds we both know drift away and fade into static. Sniff me out for treachery no. I'm just reaching for what I can't grab at. Darkness in tow as our voices ring emphatic.

Pale fire tore out my waist slid my space in it. Bore down my weight placed my stake in it. I'm finally tasting mistakes in it. I wasn't born useless.

This is it disremembering to dismember. The shifts in the plane stay the same. It's the hits just enough to shake the lever. The fists to the skull fade the brain.
Track Name: Hologram
From out of the fire came something fueling the flames it's standing up. They call me twinkle toes. Whoa wait no they don't.

All of the glitter that guides what we know just blew away to reveal it's true folds. Hidden beneath us their lines paved in gold. Shaping us into a shape shaped alone.

You raid my home. Goddammit and fire my gun. This brain's off course. Derailed.

All this is doing is doing nothing you know. Mind's been told to want and want more. If only this nothing could just be something to hold. I'd take it to the source and sweep 'em with the floors.

You raid my home. Goddammit and fire my gun. This brain's off course. Derailed.

Adjust when the dust sets our eyes light corrupt. Destined to trudge our way back through the muck. Wade on our backs and just wait till flames engulf all love. I dared descent truth is it sucks.

You raid my home. Goddammit and fire my gun. This brain's off course. Derailed.