Bunk Alchemy

by Arms

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01:25
2.
02:21
3.
00:51
4.
01:33
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02:30
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01:25
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01:50
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01:24
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02:08
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03:18

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released October 8, 2012

Artwork influenced by Banksy
www.banksy.co.uk

Everything was record at City Pro Recordings. Produced, mixed, and mastered by Paul Hundeby.

All tracks written and recorded by Paul Hundeby.

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Track Name: Alpha
I'll ride the rotten breath of that sick fucking animal, its putrid but it's all the same now

I fucked the god on the cross
Son of a bitch was invisible and what not

It's disgusting but what will we not fuck nowadays? Animalistic, a god damn boring excuse but I have no god to say sorry to
Track Name: Graph
To reincorporate my safest inabilities
Prying myself from me
Abruptly forcing the logic out
I'm working in a casket
Sinking down, winning me over
I'll assure myself and plead to you
never find out, hell, never find out

The scar is real but never there
Skin graphed over the truth

The sensory motor tricked
Buried under a surgically replaced interface
The first breath of a dying man
Shove that shit done his throat

just another dead man

The scar is real but never there
Skin graphed over the truth
The sensory motor tricked
Buried under a surgically replaced interface

The first breath of a dying man
Just another dead man

To reincorporate my safest inabilities
Prying myself from me
Abruptly forcing the logic out
I'm working in a casket
Track Name: Pope
To all the footsteps ringing echo in my ears,
calmly step back.
I will pull the ground out from beneath you,
you have no solidity,
the production line made a bunk batch.
I wish I could to tell you,
Put me in line to see your show,
I'll be the one who can't stay for you.
Track Name: Teeths
Chewing on soft teeth
Telling my taste buds it's fine
Cast iron to cast iron
Frozen skin but it's all I got

Melted into the code
Felt the source, fuck it
It's not there anymore
Doomed riding into the gut
Of my vomit ridden bride
Fuck the faith I put in my pride
Track Name: Moth
She screamed as the pressure inside built up to dissipate and die like a martyr
The thrust was an action to be completed by the reaction, over and over
Still screaming, oh god, oh god, oh god. God wondered if it had scratched the record.
This is not a tragedy nor a crime, just a loss of innocence and you ain't seen nothin' yet
Buck eyed and crossed tooth mother fuckers, can you even spit as far as your limp dick will piss
I bet if it did, you'd get further on in life then distracted and left for inbred.
Fearless, so fearless, yet faceless, can't put the image in the name, the cover provides no shade to fame.
Track Name: Exchange
Everything we never had
and to the few million inconvenient truths
This is not metaphysical purpose,
it's a lie,
we all shrivel up and die.
Tell me something I didn't already know,
bunk alchemy piled high,
brick by incomplete brick.
State the purpose of the idea,
fall head over heels for another incomplete concept.
or were you saying everything about nothing once again?
And when the alternative is worse than the lie,
we're all fucked.
Track Name: Apothecary
Evolution took a 100 year sick day
The streets lined with run of the muck radicals
The tough guys and the future felons took a breather from their hard work
Jihad to Yahweh stopped manipulating
For one second
Just one second
We never happened.

Evolution didn't work, so revolution stepped in to roll up its sleeves
Track Name: Index
The whole world kneeled down and stuck a giant thumb up its ass.
I wasn't there, I'm never there
I just inscribed the final statement in my will, if my name hasn't died when my body has
Kill me, kill me, kill me.
Track Name: Grain
Christian whore, your status is a gun and a loaded one
Perfection is in the eye of the desperate
The mere physical being is such a sad story and
Today for just a second, I truly forgot that there was utterly disgusting people in this world

I'm going to die alone
In the middle of all my lovers

Even if it did, it didn't
Even if it did, it didn't
Even if it did, it didn't

The complete disregard of having nothing

Even if it did, it didn't
Even if it did, it didn't
Even if it did, it didn't

There's moths in my fingertips
Contaminating your DNA
I left foreign finger prints in your spine

If there was supposed to be a difference, there wasn't.

There are no miracles, we're just biodegradable machines.