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Interference (intro)
00:52
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2. |
The Programme
04:50
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The Programme
A picture of how it could be.
An ideal life for you to lead.
In exchange for contributing to
processing power, the collective good.
The colony breaks down.
We build it up again.
Each cell in its own Utopia.
The colony breaks down.
We run the programme now,
run the programme now.
Welcome to your capsule,
connected to the machine.
Power down… your joy complete!
Who cares what’s real when life’s a dream?
The colony breaks down.
We build it up again.
Each cell in its own Utopia.
The colony breaks down.
We run the programme now,
run the programme now.
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3. |
Love As A Virus
04:31
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Love As A Virus
Picture perfect, transplant smile.
A canvas manufactured for the faithful.
Autosuggestion, mind control.
Adjusting all our chemicals to suit you.
Victors writing history with their victims paralysed.
Whoever passes judgement gets to write the law.
Score points of no consequence
as the whole world burns.
We are profiles. We are data sets.
We are love as a virus.
Replicating inside living cells.
Reassemble!
Secret motives, hidden agendas.
Anything authentic in the dark.
Unconvincing, your concern.
Preying on our sympathy.
Victors writing history with their victims paralysed.
Whoever passes judgement gets to write the law.
Score points of no consequence
as the whole world burns.
We are profiles. We are data sets.
We are love as a virus.
Replicating inside living cells.
Reassemble!
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4. |
Context Collapse
04:16
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Context Collapse
Step beyond the boundary.
The map becomes the territory.
Each detail incorporated
in realistic models.
Forever avoiding a moment of disconnection.
Improving, engineering a more transparent you.
Thank you for your information.
We’ll let you know just what you’ve chosen.
Your vote has been evaluated.
Your ignorance compensated.
Forever avoiding a moment of disconnection.
Improving, engineering a more transparent you.
It's a context collapse.
It's a context collapse.
Context collapse.
Forever avoiding a moment of disconnection.
Improving, engineering a more transparent you.
It's a context collapse.
Context collapse.
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5. |
Louder Than Words
04:27
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Louder Than Words
Do you recall the days, the future still so far away,
when all we really wanted was some confirmation?
Captured by the sound of music,
a language we could understand…
A lifeline cast into the shadows
brings us home every time.
Stars come out in the darkness,
burning as they shine.
A lifeline cast into the shadows
brings us home every time.
Stars come out in the darkness,
burning as they shine.
So much older now we finally understand:
All the photos only showed us half the man.
Though we still may hear you,
none of us can reach you now
A lifeline cast into the shadows
brings us home every time.
Stars come out in the darkness,
burning as they shine.
A lifeline cast into the shadows
brings us home every time.
Stars come out in the darkness,
burning as they shine.
A lifeline. A lifeline. A lifeline. A lifeline.
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6. |
Die Stadt
03:37
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7. |
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Catharsis
A fire that burns the dirt from me,
dirt that that clouds my mind.
A fire that turns my heart and soul
fully into ash.
Catharsis, do I hear your name
when there’s nowhere left to turn?
Catharsis, in a sea of flame.
Burn your bridges down.
A fire that burns the earth away
and singes the skies.
An axe to break the frozen sea
that lies within us.
Catharsis, do I hear your name
when there’s nowhere left to turn?
Catharsis, in a sea of flame.
Burn your bridges down.
Burn, burn your bridges down!
Burn, burn your bridges down!
Burn, burn your bridges down!
Burn, burn your bridges down!
Catharsis, do I hear your name
when there’s nowhere left to turn?
Catharsis, in a sea of flame.
Burn your bridges down.
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8. |
D-List
03:40
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D-List
No talent in particular, not much to say…
It doesn’t matter if they like you anyway.
A legacy of insults, fun and games.
Validation through your very short-lived fame.
Fifteen seconds in the spotlight.
Your whole existence verified.
A single instant of celebrity.
In the line of fire, the killing fields.
That’s entertainment!
That’s entertainment!
Enticing all with sycophantic smiles,
manufactured outrage, shameless lies.
Authentic fabrication on the screen.
Cashing in on transient appeal.
Fifteen seconds in the spotlight.
Your whole existence verified.
A single instant of celebrity.
In the line of fire, the killing fields.
That’s entertainment!
That’s entertainment!
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9. |
Everything Will Be OK
03:10
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Everything Will Be OK
‘Only you can hold yourself together.’
‘Every day is a second chance.’
‘Miracles happen all the time.’
‘There is no such thing as destiny.’
‘Life gives you everything you need.’
‘Every day is a second chance.’
’Every day is a second chance.’
‘Everything will be okay.’
’Everything will be okay.’
‘Everything will be okay.’
’Everything will be okay.’
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10. |
A State Of Confusion
04:01
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A State Of Confusion
Lines are drawn in the sand.
Implying a divide but signifying nothing.
Everything is under control
until the centre no longer holds.
How long is stability retained?
Fear gives you the upper hand.
Selling security, trading in surveillance.
Everything is under control
until the centre no longer holds.
How long is stability retained?
Lines are drawn in the sand.
Lines are drawn in the sand.
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11. |
Shot By Both Sides
04:07
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12. |
A Fractured Smile
05:08
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PALAIS IDEAL Eindhoven, Netherlands
Constructed from fragments of post-punk, new wave and goth. Foundations are provided by vintage synthesizers and drum machines. Sweeping guitars and vocals create overarching structures. Romanticism and stark modernism are fused into an energetic new style. ... more
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