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Greyed Out
03:11
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The rug pulled out from under
Ground a lofty mind
Now feet firmly planted
With nothing for which to stand
Wittingly perpetrate
Knowingly perpetuate
A mindset of convenience
Impossible to dispose
Oh, the impact quickly fades
As does the shame of past mistakes
Selective amnesia
(Our) saving grace
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Foreign Climates
02:23
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Look incredulous
At the invisible lines that are drawn
Irrespective of what’s happening
Here on the ground
Who’s together
And who should be parted?
If I can demonstrate
I support this economy
Then why can’t I continue to support my family?
Writs are issued on the legality of being
From the desk of nation building
But if we’re all citizens of the world
I already hold my proof inside
Forced migration
That’s not of my doing
No papers that I didn’t write
Telling me where I can’t be
My mind is free
And I take my body with me
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Race to the End
01:06
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Civilized confinement
Sputtering beneath
Stirs sad melodies
That loom in spoiled air
Backward system
I perpetuate
On which I both
Depend and hate
Refine the Earth
Redefine its purpose
I’m creeping along
Black scars
I don’t like where I’m going
I don’t like where we’re going
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Hidden Costs
02:16
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Footprints all over the landscape
From drilling in the mountain
Leading to carbon domes
Draw dust into my lungs!
I watch the drifting fallout
Like snow from man-made clouds
It slips through my fingers
And nestles in my marrow!
A strong economy
Supports our MAD
Brings good things to life
Except in the Mideast
Use as directed
To avoid an invasion
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Giveaway
02:29
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At the frontier of speculation
When the going gets rough
The rough ask for handouts
Mouth gaping, eyes wide open
Fixated on the fingers
Fidgeting with the purse strings
A coin for their trouble
Another for their contribution
Disasters such a capital idea
An ideal way to induce shock
Embrace the proven concepts
And be rewarded for their failures
All are welcome with hat in hand
Not bothering to hide
Those satisfied smiles
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Anemic
01:15
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Shortsightedness is pathetic
When corrupted moral conscience
Brings revisionist acts to bear
New fears of realism
Shield those you think below you
From what they already know
Responsibility
For your art
You have negated
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Vignette
02:27
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We came into this comedy
Too little, too late
Seeking a space to view
The play of characters so far removed
Though we believed to understand
At times what we’d missed begged the question
“Where have we been?”
There’s no choice but to keep on guessing
Moving forward towards the end
We came into this comedy so unprepared
We came into this tragedy so unaware
So unprepared, so unaware
In this life, we’re never certain
Of where and who we are
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No We Can't
02:30
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And we follow another leader
Still waving the flag with heads held high
No collecting freely from the air
And snatching from the sky
We keep our noses to the ground
As our great-grandfathers did
The more things haven’t changed
The more things stay the same
It’s the old Washington two-step
Before we were for it
We were against it
One step forward
And two steps back
Change we can’t believe in
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9. |
Untitled
01:32
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Checkers
02:02
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We are players in a larger scheme
Facing the enemy on the other side
To prop up an illegitimate king
Power based on wishful thinking
The game is simple but the object elusive
For those too distracted to see
Playing given no consideration
And in the end, only one stands
Pre-emptively defending our side from theirs
This is our doctrine that can’t impress
Playing a childish game of checkers
While the rest look on, and play chess
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11. |
Sight Unseen
00:21
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12. |
Farewell Kiss
01:27
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This is a farewell kiss, you dog. This is from the widows, the orphans and those who were killed in Iraq.
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13. |
Hinges
00:55
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lyrics by His Hero Is Gone
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14. |
The Age of Reason
02:40
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The rolling tide does not greet me
Nor the Sun rise and set for me
I find pleasure in their
Simple states of being
In what is self-evident
I need not search for greater meaning
These transcendental moments
I experience on my own
The Earth would still circle the Sun
And the Moon compel the waves
Without the fairy tale
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Drugs of Faith Virginia
We're a three-piece grind 'n' roll band from Northern Virginia, USA that started in 2002. We like to sing about politics and social subjects.
Our releases are up here as pay-what-you-want; please enjoy.
Drugs of Faith recommends:
This band is from Poland and they call themselves avant-grind. It's one of the latest examples of how good they are. We did a split CD with them.
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The 13 Frightened Souls
by DECEASED
Deceased plays death metal from the grave. This one is raw and awesome and features a Voivod cover.
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The Plot Sickens
by His Hero Is Gone
All of the records from His Hero Is Gone are great, and this one is no exception. We did a cover of this band on one of our records.
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Brutally heavy. Love it though I do wish it had some more of the variability in style that their following release did, but still very strong.
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featured on Bandcamp Radio Oct 14, 2022
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