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Ready, Aim, Dial!

by ParadoxyCall

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Free 05:08
A roll of paper to be free Lay down my back and mindlessly Jump in, lift off and break free An obscure room to set free That burning fever inside me Jump in, lift off and break me The man I see in sweat and bemoaning He screams but silence engulfs him And the bludgeoning of the blood in my brain Draws me back down, he and I are the same An empty head to feel free Thoughts slowly dying inside me Jump in, lift off and break free An empty bed to make free With my body's fantasy Jump in, lift off and break me The man I see, submissive in his will Numb, hoping for something to feel And the heat from the blood in my extremities Draws me back down, he wishes he wasn't me I lost myself to be free I lost my mind to feel free A steamy window to break free From my own anomie Jump in, lift off and break free In a blur all I can see Out of reach, beguilingly A pair of eyes laid down on me My witching hour company Jump in, lift off and break me The man I see with both hands on his head He's rolling his eyes, shaking on the bed And the sound of the blood still pumping in my ears Draws me back down, he lost himself to be free I lost myself to be free I lost it all to break free The cloud of whispers in my ears Whelm my thoughts I have shut My eyelids closed all I can hear Is my reason breaking free I lost my mind to be free
3.
Out on a Tuesday night, looking for cheers We headed to town to have a little beer We saw nothing Not a living soul Deserted pubs all along the streets In this ghost town with no sign of a teat To devour At happy hour 'Till far in the distance we saw a gold lion We could not help but feel some attraction We sat at the bar where we saw animation And we raised our glasses to our salvation And we sympathised Oh, we sympathised But then it struck us like a leather whip We had set foot in the fellowship Nail polish Pink Queen teddy Transgender... We were just three… Straight men in a gay bar Straight men in a gay bar However hard you try You can't tell them apart Straight men in a gay bar Straight men in a gay bar However hard you try No you can't, No, you just can't Tell the difference Between a straight beer and a gay beer We finished our drinks and ordered some more Cause we liked the mood and the gay decor We started playing Looking for the signs The bartender engaged conversation He enquired about our later occupations He said to us In a whisper “Guys, this is no place for beer appreciation We all meet here for light recreation I do know some place of your aspiration Just follow the signs in that straight direction” And we went along Walked to the door But then it struck us like the tower of power We had set foot in the den of rubber Mascara Half naked men Nipple piercings... We were just three… Straight men in a gay bar Straight men in a gay bar However hard you try You can't tell them apart Straight men in a gay bar Straight men in a gay bar However hard you try No you can't, No, you just can't Tell the difference Between a straight beer and a gay beer
4.
Bloody Abby 05:05
You could picture it as a bad dream, Tucked in my bed I was sleeping It was late at night, I couldn't hear a thing ‘Till my placid slumber went off for a spin Reality blurred Feeling drowsy My mouth slurred This house is rowdy! Bash! Crash! On the front door! Smash! Clash! Breaking and entering! Wake! Up! Tell me why! Tell! Me! Why is there hair gel on the sofa? Why is there mayonnaise on the walls? The smell of anger in the bedroom, telling me Run, it's Bloody Abby! Out of fright I peeked down the stairs Where the intruder had set its lair There was a high heel shoe in the glass shards And a bloody trail in the dooryard My girl is mad, Won't you roomie, She got hurt bad, Go check on her for me? Bash! Crash! From the bedroom! Smash! Clash! Redecorating! Get! Out! Tell me why! Tell! Me! Why is a man asleep on my rug? Why can I feel the breeze on my face? Yet another fight in a couple, telling me Run, it's Bloody Abby!
5.
October leaves fall down the track I've walked with you, through joy and pain No one in sight when I look back October leaves, but the memories remain October leaves, but the memories remain Withered thoughts fly through my brain So gorgeous in their wilted dress And gather in a heap of unspoken regrets October leaves, but the memories remain October leaves, but the memories remain But I won't let it blur the memories of your smile Of the taste of your lips, and of the ochre in your eyes I don't deserve your trust, and I'm afraid to give you mine But I need you by my side, till the end of the line Soon a thick haze will ripen the grapevine And from the leaf mould, a new tree will grow Together we'll go into our tomorrow Though we will remember the bitter taste of the rain October leaves, but the memories remain October leaves, but my heart is still insane October leaves, but the memories remain October leaves, we could be as one, again...
6.
5am, wake up at the crack of dawn Walk past the shower, put your old rags on Take a smelly break from the fatherhood Take the truck out for a drive in the neighborhood Put the bin in the back and your back in the seat Watch out for the juice that runs underneath Think about the wife, how she loves the smell Hands in the trash! Oh yeah! Hey! That kid, drug dealer, has killed again Raped a couple kids and a dozen men Strut his stuff to your niece and strangled her dog Drew some 88s on the synagogue We walked in on him as he was about to huff He spit on the cops as they put on the cuffs On the trial, kid's gonna need a serious defense Put on your suit! You're gonna do what you're paid for! You're gonna do what you're paid for! Yet another day making gravy again Numbers pouring down like digital rain Breaking the world, siphoning its money (Money! Money!) It's a jungle of smartphones in Broadway Lost millions on a trade on record labels A story of cash going down to truffles Gotta see the boss and break him the news Down on your knees! You're gonna do what you're paid for! Hey yeah! You're gonna do what you're paid for! What you’re paid for!
7.
First breath, first heartbeat of a lesser rebirth Since all that stood was doomed to fall My weary feet Forever scar the dusty earth Life frozen in a bog of peat That dries and cracks and shatters From now on I'm all that remains A faint footprint in the soil I know everything comes and ends And I've witnessed it all - Have I Lived to be thrown in a pit of Rubble and bones, memories Run uphill, climb up the wall Skulls crack under my feet 'Till I find myself Beholding the greatness of the sun Beholding the greatness of the sun Don't look back at what was said and done Just the new life you see beneath the sun Marching through the ruins of Man I feel it, I fear it I struggle away from the pain Flesh and bones lacerated Haunted by the shadow of Wolf Claws out, teeth in Behind my back, as I crawl A thousand voices screaming - Have I Survived it to wait for the wounds to Heal again, feel again Look away, leave desolation Far behind my steps 'Till I find myself Beholding the greatness of the sun Beholding the greatness of the sun Don't look back at what was said and done Just the new life you see beneath the sun First breath First heartbeat Of a greater rebirth Since all that fell was left behind I'm weeping, under clear skies New life Flourishing Overwhelmed I have found myself Weeping, under clear skies The rock in the stream Softened by the ages Though polished and dimmed Forever shines and glazes Weeping, under clear skies There's a tree by the barn Struck by the lightning And on top of its crown A flower, blossoming
8.
Architects 24:22
All of us, young sailors, are forced and bound to head towards the tower Straight into the stream, away from the reefs and the swell, we seek A last look of guilt At the collapse of a common dream Turned my head away as I saw my ideals shift to grey A sudden attraction for the heights urges me to climb the lesser Dominants bow their heads, pride slithers behind the meek Soon desirable To the Architects caste I'm building a home to salve my demons, seal the lair A chain of holds light up along my climbing route Gears from a contraption leading up to the golden peak Forget your empathy For those who stumbled Their role to play will be their price to pay for having lazed in the stairs Short-fused reactions Hurried decisions The forces above won't give up so easily Colliding egos Elusive heroes It's a dog fight, teeth out, getting ready to rush But time is of the essence, and the Reaper strides with the youth And the youth strides with it, planning the next parricide The structure is fragile The edifice must stay sharp In sight of the next mass murder, the impotent will fall Cruel air lacking The peak is withering Promises of my ascension drops me out of my depths A herd of pretenders Signs of a bending arc Is this the cost to bring the unreal to reality? It's pillared by slavery A tried and tested machinery An industry of the millions In the hands of fathers and sons They bomb the land with vanity To blast away simplicity A message to men and wives For an appalling way of life (All that stood was doomed to fall…) Crushed by the weight it could feel its joints failing Fattened by greed, fattened by pride I stand there, unmoved by their grief I turn away, freed from old beliefs I reach out to the world down below I leap out, spread my wings and go Pressure's building upon the last workhorses Soon… They'll soon feel the anomaly Pack their things and leave it be After a rest by the glimmer Which returned them to earth If you look over there, you should have quite a nice view These ruins belong to you, to me, to all of us To a fading spirit, liberated Liberated, but too feeble to endure I can't believe I'm down here When will they chase me? Are the rules the same? Is Man the same? Is there Man out there? I'm weeping Under clear skies I'm weeping but I know I'm saved With no prophets, I'm saved With no one, saved First breath First heartbeat Since all that stood Was doomed to fall

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released August 13, 2017

Music & lyrics: ParadoxyCall

Alexis "Idler" Casanova: lead guitar, backing vocals
Antoine Pirog: bass, backing vocals
Germain Le Galès: lead vocals, guitar
Léopold Arnault: drums, percussion

Recording, mixing, mastering & production: Antoine Pirog
Artwork: Germain Le Galès & Antoine Pirog

Contact: paradoxycall@gmail.com
Website: www.paradoxycall.com

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