He needed constant recognition
Just to feel good about himself
The ego had landed
And it needed Feeding
A very costly confidence
He went straight for the jugular
All eggs in one basket
Ready for the market
A coma at the crossroads
Still every bill got paid
Who took the investment?
And who got betrayed?
Build the Insular world
Then cut off the outside one
The Act of Removal
And the incest that ensued
The Train caught up with him
And he called out for his Mother
The infant was an astronaut
And the Imprint was terminal
The contract got honoured
But only after threats
His influence was co-owned
By a man named Flu Eric
This is the crossroads
Where all things go down
The Wall St of Soul
The doors out of purgatory
Concrete stories
From a concrete existence
Worked right to the bone
The hours seem so terminal
A signature on the document
And a noose around the neck
Cold sweats and insomnia
Visions, possibilities and regrets
Every face had a mask
No detail unexplored
No real names were being used
There was nothing on the walls
A symbol of agreement
With shadows all of its own
Every thought from this point on
Molested by a handshake
Found the body freezing
In the decomposing air
Throttled by a wish
But the handshake didn’t care
(Outro)
Be careful what you wish for
And who informs your wishes
If you dream of a dystopia
That’s exactly what you’ll get
DO NOT LET THE SPECTACLE
SPECULATE ON YOU
credits
from The Binary Order,
released April 11, 2019
Written by Michael O'Neill
Produced by Sam Weaver with Michael O'Neill
A new, experimental collection from Buried Treasure, a UK label known for archived electronic, jazz, psych, folk & library sounds. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 25, 2017
All the tracks are great but Stepper is the standout for me! pounding syncopated kicks, rolling handdrums and playful sample work, dancefloor destroyer. Jack G.