Magic bullets plot your paths
Trajectories move steadily
Spinning projectiles fly not from the Carcano
Cops with rifles stand behind the fence
Let’s put the brain in a trash can
Create a new identity
Eight hundred eighty eight pacified pages cover the curious with a warm blanket
of false security
Stay in bed
Close your eyes
Stay asleep
Utopia flies on arcane wings
One more time
United truth with its slight of hand
Tells a story that no one will ever understand
Sewn together with the pieces that were ripped apart
Create a patsy who is going to take the perfect shot
Build a story too complex to ever know the truth
Send the killer to assassinate the living proof
Succumb the population into prison so we learn
To ignite the catalyst that takes so long to burn
Take off, tie off
Empty boxes
Empty loose ends
Fly through, spin right through the brain
Tie off all loose ends make them knot
Lie cheat, cheat and steal, keep them still
Inside enemy supremacy
Destroy the angels arcane wings broke down was up The reel negates the myth
It’s a mystery wrapped inside a riddle inside an enigma
I have mixed feelings about this record. The first seven songs are everything anyone could ask for and more. The last five are too long for their own good, though. The record is strong nonetheless and well worth the wait, but the runtime being almost twice as long as Centralia and pure audio assault does make it almost a chore to listen to in one sitting. Maybe I will grow to enjoy the last five more in time.