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The Sentinel 03:18
What the fuck is this bullshit for? Kill the pigs, slice the jugular Animals start the nuclear war Kill the pigs Sliced apart Rip it apart, piss on it Stop at nothing Starve the starved, bleeding Hold them back All things count for nothing All things count The Sentinel Burn them all Rise against they will rise against Build them walls in
Auto-named 00:49
Soil the empty grave Pointing inside the auto-name Blinded by blue light Eyes, bloodstained closed Hijack the sun will never be enough Son signed the paper with a cut Pliable - Able Dying and re-started signing your son to his end Prison-Resin See through eyes inside the seeing eyes of life Foul Creepy smiles all just buried in sand Rid yourself of all thought
Finish It 02:34
Dose Kiss them goodbye Too sick, violently sick Hospitalized while in pain Take it again, this is like torture They look like sadomasochists wide virgin eyes I stare, on my own Down the hall they watch You stare, on your own Kiss them goodbye Eye’s signaling "This is too much, I’m sick of it Sick of the bullshit" Hush. Take your medicine Finish it
Don't quell her flame if her name lies on the blade Such a shame Naked, she cries out the name's frozen caress Take her outside Lower the blade Flame in a maze, silent Lower the blade Just say its time Just say its mine This can't contain inside, this total complete meltdown Don't quell the flame Don't freeze the crime Sickness inside the face covers the temptress of contentment Wet wrists quell the thirst of dehydrated lonely saddened whores Safe the violent thoughts for the last cage entrapment Just let the fate of what's to come take control of your life's past
Garrucha 05:42
Dancing to garrucha, strappado Slave you're lying whore tomorrow she will die Soft white face staring eyes through the heart Wait for the call sent from heaven’s dead eclipse Place this clear secret force in the chest of the dying whore her sorrow will ignite the earth Led to the firmament silently Face the crying whore tomorrow she will die in court blind Blind pale eyes fixed on dead clocks to kill the time blind Low voices Secret unsung - the song records the voice closed Opened doors of the dying source The point guides off to wait and suffer but they dance the blinded Judgment seeks their name with hurried vengeance for their life of silence Approved the judge to the jury Orphan the plus from the minus Low voices speak Brace Psychopathic slut shuts the mouth sewn shut About to turn dead Temper the burn Ignited in turn to kill dead time Dead clocks unwind Capturing death Frayed light fades slow Pay the parting cost Burn slow All will stand cheering for their own death Turn around face the crowd Checking out the final taste you will have in the time that you waste in the firmament Close out the agonized Foreshadow everyone cheering for their own death Sent without fear to be taken out Eyes uncaring "Do what they say" ignited the way Psychopathic slut
Bury you under into the ground Buried under into the ground I am the third revelation you are not the chosen How dare you come to me What did I tell you? Blood of the lamb You are killing us with what you’re doing Dig it up One day you will see Why? I will show you how its done One night; I'm gonna come inside your house, wherever you're sleeping and I'm gonna cut your throat I am the third revelation I drink your milkshake I drink it up Blood of Lamb Stop your nonsense
Meta speak meta speak meta speak assent Meta speak meta spoke assert "Is a lie when preceded by its quote" Is a lie when preceded by its quote Isomorphic informant Crash alone meta know null Crawling away Patterns shift Polymorphic disguises The flesh from bone Meta known null Starting today patterns shift down Bring it all back Repeat the same sequence of polyrhythmic chant formations But in a different time bar Dead end gone to work Meta recursive knowledge lost Take your silence and get to work
Speak your mind Spirit of Poison Jones-town stretches out for sentimental targets to recruit Blinded as they are experimental methods will be used To fly blue-bird, fly Deaf and blind No one knows nothing Repeat induced words from sacramental textbooks to reuse Sirhan acclimates experimental methods to be proved Hands rise through the crowd for execution Program complete MK Ultrabirth Give them the something to destroy the boy Turn them into sand, put them in his hands Don’t contradict yourself spirit of poison Don’t contradict yourself boy No one is what they seem No one is giving up control I cantt recognize the mask but the voice is so familiar They won't give control Don’t fuck up The boy walks the howling spirit
Magic Bullet 05:38
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
Crud 04:05
Now or Pause start pause start pause start start again Delete, update, start the whole operation over Erase re-write re-write Do goto goto Re-start Pause start pause start pause start, start again Delete, update, start the whole operation over Operation, cursive Blinded It's all within the page Go on Failure Cold heart My cold world Close your sleepy eyes shut Blow the final candle they lit for your funeral Roses bloom Just a thing they cannot forget till they burn the ashes of its shimmering light Forfeit the dead Corset air Unzipped dead Drown in the air Most things are dead Talking air Hunting dead Fearing the air Why take this road Done set go Why take this road to that path? Why choose those misleading words? Don't get up You build a prison with the same vocal pattern Pay with your heartache Lie down Rise up Blow out Get it out now
Blind faith, white snake Smile Archibald Why kill it all slowly? Now this is a party Snake take a breath Dim the light on the stones in the yard Kill it all. Kill it, it grows Push up through the soil Blush of the skin Hold on to the serum Nothing will grow on its own Those stones will revert Put her to bed She wants the cold hands of the dead in star light Bright white Who is on you? Smile if you want her to Faith bless her mouth wide This will do the job Dimming breath The star arise Eyes in this face where bright white Lines on the stones mark the graves of the whitest lights
The Seconds 04:32
It’s the freedom of this faith Green eyes guide her way So long This sorrow Creature of the hollow absent soft victorious "Close your eyes and you will see" Cliche lives in me Swallow The seconds The minutes The hours The ages The epoch The time bomb Predators in the end Will give way to the week Dominating the end But then what? Predators will pray "Burn this house down" No one cares Build it up way outside Destroy the whole thing Turn inside out, way outside Build a prison time bomb Save it for the chorus


released September 25, 2012

Music written and performed by Car Bomb
Produced by Greg Kubacki
Recorded, mixed and mastered on Long Island and in Brooklyn, 2011-2012
Recorded and mixed by Elliot Hoffman and Greg Kubacki
Mastered by Elliot Hoffman
Lyrics by Michael Dafferner
Cover artwork and layout by Greg Kubacki

Additional vocals on “Third Revelation” performed by Joseph Duplantier
Joseph Duplantier appears courtesy of Road Runner Records

Published by Solid Grey Publishing (BMI)
©2012 Solid Grey LLC. All Rights Reserved.

Car Bomb is:
Greg Kubacki - guitars
Elliot Hoffman - drums
Michael Dafferner - vox
Jon Modell - bass


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