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Tsunami Attack!
03:30
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Tsunami Attack!
*Music: Longoria/Rivas * Words: Thompson*
Reporter: Hello & good day, I'm standing here off the Northeastern coast of Japan where scientists predict the monstrous Tsunami is set to attack. It appears the power of the almighty Earthquake was much more powerful then previously predicted. The aftershock was so powerful it awakened the sleeping monster Tsunami! The Government is now issuing a warning to its citizens & all foreign visitors advising them to seek higher ground and to evacuate the entire coastline in that region. The devastating Earthquake still very fresh in the minds of the locals, whose homes and lives were destroyed on this tragic day in history that of March 11th 2011. Once we thought that the nukes & the subsequent radioactive monsters that followed would be the end of the Land of the Rising Sun, but it was not. Now it looks as though this sudden Tsunami with the help of Earthquake will surely be the Sun Empire's end. But wait, what's this?!? I'm getting reports that... Is it? Could it be?!? YES! It seems Mothra has returned to Earth & just in time I might say!!! From the looks of things he is not very happy to see someone or should I say something else - destroying his favorite place on Earth to attack! Will Mothra save us!?! Can Mothra defeat the combined forces of Tsunami & Earthquake?!? Or will Mothra merely team up with the deadly foes, joining in on their terroristic rampage?!?!?! Unsealing humanities defeat? Only time will tell! Let's see how the battle enfolds!!!
Mighty winds move giant waters
The people stand screaming from their towers
“Who can save us now?!?”
The Mighty Moth bats its giant wings...
…Eye lasers destroy man's things
The water feel no slight of pain
You can't fight the wind or rain
Devastation rules the day
While the tragic play of life goes on & on & on
TV ratings continue to soar
Exploiting the dying & the poor
Mighty winds more giant waters
The people stand screaming from their towers
“Who can save us now?!?”
The Mighty Moth bats its giant wings...
Narrator: After a brief rampage following the realization that he was no match for the natural monsters Earthquake & Tsunami, Mothra once again takes to the distant skies & planets ravishing the universe looking for love... and Mothra love is no ordinary love, no at its heart it is love, but it is a very destructive one.
©2011 Mothracidal Tendencies. All rights reserved. Under strict copyright.
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D.I.Y.
Music: Longoria/Rivas * Words: Thompson
The dawn of a new age is at hand.
whether you're ready or not, listen up.
do what you have to survive & thrive...
Find your own signs!
Open your eyes!!
Carve your headstone!!!
Now wait to die!!!!
Seconds tick away
Every day & every hour
I'm not complaining
Just simply stating
That the clock is ticking down
Time is slowly running out
So straighten things out
before your time is out
There's always more to be done
There's always more to be said
It's all in your head
It's all in your head
Guess I'll drink on it
Guess I'll sleep on it
Guess I'll drink on it
Guess I'll sleep on it...
The Vertigo is setting in,
I am just a man,
Like Fall leaves in Winter
Like Champagne in a cheap bar
A penny lost in a wishing well...
Find your own signs!
Open your eyes!!
Carve your headstone!!!
Now wait to die!!!!
Seconds tick away
Every day & every hour
I'm not complaining
Just simply stating
That the clock is ticking down
Time is slowly running out
So straighten things out
before your time is out!!!
There's always more to be done
There's always more to be said
It's all in your head
It's all in your head
Guess I'll drink on it
Guess I'll sleep on it
Guess I'll drink on it
Guess I'll drink on it...
The Vertigo is setting in,
I am just a man,
Like Fall leaves in Winter
Like Champagne in a cheap bar
A penny lost in a wishing well...
Find your own signs!
Open your eyes!!
Carve your headstone!!!
Now wait to die!!!!
Seconds tick away
Every day & every hour
I'm not complaining
Just simply stating
That the clock is ticking down
Time is always running out
So straighten things out
before your time is out
There's always more to be done
There's always more to be said
It's all in my head
It's all in your head
Guess I'll drink on it
Guess I'll sleep on it
Guess I'll drink on it
Guess I'll drink on it...
The Vertigo is setting in,
I am still just a man,
Like Fall leaves in Winter
Like Champagne in a cheap bar
Like a penny lost in a wishing hell...
Find your own signs!
Open your eyes!!
Carve your headstone!!!
Now wait to die!!!!
Seconds tick away
Every day & every hour
I'm not complaining
Just simply stating
That the clock is ticking down
Time is slowly running out
So straighten things out
before your time is out!
There's always more to be done...
There's always more to be done...
There's always more to be done...
There's always more to be done...
Die In Yourself
D.I.Y.
©2006 Mothracidal Tendencies. All rights Reserved. Under strict copyright.
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Callow!
03:05
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CALLOW
Music: Longoria/Rivas* Words: Thompson
Step into the office pavement
Slaven eyes dwell in captivity
We sell ourselves to the highest bidders
They call us the life quitters
We are bored inside & out
We live life shrouded in doubt
There's no which way to go but up
But I'm falling so far down
WE CRUCIFY OURSELVES FOR OUR GREED
WE KILL OURSELVES FOR OUR PETY NEEDS
And the lights go out
Leaving us trapped with our insecurities
My hands shaking – I grab onto my knees
God help me, some one save me please...
This guilt leaves me feeling so cold & alone
The emptiness of this home
The callowness of this man
I'm sinking in quicksand
It's now out of my hands
I know for certain this man is damned...
It's out of...It's out...It's out of my hands
It's out of...It's out...It's out of my hands
It's out of...It's out...It's out of my hands
It's out of...It's out...It's out of my hands
Break neck speed - into eternity
Take more then you need
Give into the greed
Consume to see
We are what we don't need
Thought projections of everything
That's wrong with this world...
WE CRUCIFY OURSELVES FOR OUR GREED
WE KILL OURSELVES FOR OUR PETY NEEDS
©2008 Mothracidal Tendencies. All rights reserved. Under strict copyright.
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Sesos!
01:56
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SESOS
Music: Rivas *Words: Thompson
Arise Zombie army.
the day of reckoning has come..
It's time to unleash the hounds of hell...
And engulf all life with a blanket of death...
For it is written in stone...
Bodies scattered across the streets,
A show of pure carnage...
The undead create more undead,
by simply killing the living...
A shot to the head won't stop them now,
for there are just too many.
(solo)
[breakdown]
We live on in death,
We live on in death,
We live on in death,
As the undead...
….ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
brains...
©2006 Mothracidal Tendencies. All Rights Reserved. Under strict copyright.
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NEWest Cliche`
02:49
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NEWest CLICHE
Music: Longoria * Words: Thompson
Force the memories behind caged doors
Link together a chain-link smile
Brick by brick – forced to forget
The paint is thick just as the lies
Propaganda to battle propaganda...
Tombstones to hide more tombstones
Thumbed noses with a wink
A fink in mink - is somehow employee of the week
No one stops to think
Trickle down lies like your theories
Star in a scripted reality series
Show the people just what is real
The critic needs to be judged
Just as fat kids love their fudge
THIS IS THE NEW CLICHE!
Force the memories behind caged doors
Link together a chain-link smile
Brick by brick – forced to forget
The paint is thick just as the lies
Propaganda to battle propaganda...
[breakdown/samples]
Force the memories behind caged doors
Link together a chain-link smile
Brick by brick – forced to forget
The paint is thick just as the lies
Propaganda to battle propaganda...
THIS IS THE NEW CLICHE!
THIS IS THE NEW CLICHE!!!
©2009 Mothracidal Tendencies. All rights reserved. Under strict copyright.
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Sandbox Games!
03:00
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Sandbox Games
Music: Longoria * Words: Thompson
[SAMPLES]
Voices blend to an unrecognizable murmur...
It's equal in value to that of silence...
A tree branch breaks as the child climbs higher
to be one with the wind...
Our treaded paths have been paved with copper
The cataracts in our lives make things seem hazy
The tree branch breaks as the child climbs higher
to be one with the wind...
Be amazed it's all the same
To the person with no taste
Casting shadows of our youth
On all our broken toys...
Far away from our TV screens
Far away from our morbid dreams
Far away from our TV screens
Far away...
BUILD A FORT TO HIDE INSIDE
AND WAGE THOSE PETTY WARS
SOMETHING SOMEONE ELSE ONCE SAID
MEANS NOTHING TO YOU!
SWIVEL HEADED BARBIE DOLL
WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR KEN?
DID YOU LOSE YOUR PARKING SPOT?
THE WAY YOU LOST YOUR HEART?!?
Did you lose him the way you lost your part?
Be amazed it's all the same
To the person with no taste
Casting shadows of our youth
Upon all our broken toys.
Pouring down our hearts desire
The chaos in-between our sheets
Like crumpled pieces of paper
Blown around in the wind
So caught up in our sin
And these petty sandbox games...
[SAMPLES]
©2007 Mothracidal Tendencies. All rights reserved. Under strict copyright.
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