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Two Trains, Two Wolves
08:30
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we've got two trains, we've got two wolves (repeat)
we've got two trains, we've got two wolves
cherub wings and devil hooves
a somnambulant ambulance, a final destination (repeat)
Judas the Betrayer on a Subway Train
jonesin' for ghouls, hard drugs in his veins
one fix away from fucking you over
while Jesus Christ withdrawals from the world
a fever dream beat inside his skull
parasites within and without
there's a back door to all of our good times
the price of Eden doubles every day
the first taste is always free
until you're drained of your freedom
we feed the vampires, a circle of life and death
your brain tells you that your sick
your mind controls your body
all this flesh will melt into the ether
once upon there was no pain until we ate forbidden fruit
we've been doomed to suffer ever since
fashionable fa fa fascists
dressed in black, dressed for doom
swastikas are bathing in the gloom
fashionable anti-fascists
dressed all in black like little gremlins
groupthink creeps with snakelike charisma
all play actors in minor keys
pawns of forces they'll never comprehend
cuz science has trained them not to believe in them
fashionable men in black
you can guess how they are dressed
they are pulling on invisible strings
chorus:
we've got two trains runnin' on in our heads right now
makin' us go mad
searchin' for some direction, searchin' for something to believe in
(cuz we've lost our way)
we've got two trains runnin' on in our heads right now
makin' us go mad
searchin' for some direction, pay the state for protection
from the monsters they create (repeat)
once upon there was no pain
until we ate forbidden fruit
we've been doomed to suffer ever since (repeat)
nananananananananana yeah
I've got two trains, I've got two wolves (repeat)
+++ written by Xylen Roberts (Chris Robertson), circa 2019.
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my fellow redpills
someone done fucked with your minds
you can't be anti-government and be pro police force
just another strong arm of the state
just another MK Ultra slave
just another snakeskin in the grass
just another way to distract your ass
distract your ass
maybe today
just another black boy in the streets
maybe tomorrow
they'll be hauling your ass in for weed
they'll be forcing you to pay your taxes
they'll be forcing your woman to wear a Burka
cuz its Sharia Law
cops don't give a fuck if you're left or if your right
whatever gives them the license to fuck you in the ass is fine
far left, far right, center path
do the fucking research, do the math
they'll take you all down just the same
while we all play the blame game
weaving division, attacking both sides
just like the Rothschilds
ain't it just like the Rothschilds? (repeat)
whatever happened to the Andy Griffiths?
upright cops with a strong moral code
now each generation of cops is worse than the one before
paid mercenaries, tools of corporations
spoonfed on violence, an appetite for death
an appetite for death
welcome to the N double O (NWO)
don't forget your RFID chips
our feminist cops are uh watching you
they've got their strap-ons ready
in case you break an unjust law
they'll torture you just like Saw
the CIA, the FBI, you know they're all the fucking same
Satanic Illuminati, creepin' through your tv programs
symbolism is so constant, I'm starting to get constipated
from their unnatural GMO food
and the weaponized bio weapons
you know they cover all the bases
too cowardly to show their faces
another propoganda program of hip cops and cool
government agents, well that's just fucking great
don't you know the Pentagon works with the Hollywood regime?
I bet ya didn't, I bet ya didn't
oh but I'm the scary villain cuz I'm an eccentric loner
you say that I'm a crackpot
I think you're just scapegoating
I think you're just scapegoating
cuz you're the ones who are guilty
you work for people who kill kids, addicted to Adrenochrome
but I can see, I can see, I can see who you really are yeah
I've got my they live glasses on (repeat)
transhumanism, post modernism
don't forget your RFID chips if you want to eat
if you want to survive (repeat).
+++written by Xylen Roberts (Chris Robertson), circa 2019.
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3. |
Banned From Bandcamp
10:02
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let me tell you about this guy Jonathan Hodges
he's a far left faggot, yeah he looks like a hobbit
he makes the worst noise that you ever did hear
trendy atheist nerd, he's a nothingness cuckold
I played some shows with him back in the day
I didn't know he was a communist eunuch slave ohhhh
Krishna Christ, shine your light on me
he would always trash my beliefs, seriously he is depraved
Krishna Christ, I hear your voice
he said I should punch myself for believing in things like God
and shadow beings
chorus:
he got me banned from ba ba ba bandcamp baby
I'm gonna tell you why
he got me banned from bandcamp baby
he is a prince of lies
he's got the backbone of a ba ba baby
he knows his positions are weak
he's got the backbone of a baby
he thinks he can stop me but I'll never stop preaching
the truth, no I'll never stop preaching
his soul is smaller than a microbe's feces
nihilist nonsense is his thesis
he's always trashing conspiracy theories
so I called him out on the YouTubes, baby
but instead of taking it like a man
engaging in response or debate
he chose instead to engage in harassment
report my stuff for 'hate speech', ha what a joke
demonetized my Third Wave video
where I call out feminist cunts and hos
but that wasn't enough for ol' Hodges
this retard's lamer than Mr. Rogers
a friend of his hatched a vile scheme
purchased my latest album
knowing I would get sketched out
I inquired who this motherfucker was
Hodges leaped on down like a motherfucking vulture
Krishna Christ. shine your light on me
reported me to Bandcamp security, saying that I violated privacy
Krishna Christ...
but also that I was the dreaded Alt Right
and that they should seize the opportunity
Krishna Christ...
to get rid of me
Krishna Christ, I hear your voice
(repeat chorus)
I'm feeling sorta like Alex Jones
I got the warrior spirit in my bones
my fellow warriors if you ever feel alone
just look inside yourself and know
that if they strike us down they will make us more powerful
than they can imagine
but I'm not surprised that they don't know that
cuz it seems they are lacking in imagination (repeat, in variations)
+++ written by Xylen Roberts (Chris Robertson), circa 2019.
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4. |
Alien Psyop
08:26
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chorus: you know it's all about that alien psyop baby
aliens
you know it's all about that alien psyop baby, aliens
you know it's all about that alien psyop
we just really want to believe but they will decieve
another alien invasion comin'
what you say, what you say?
I used to want to believe but I wasn't paying attention
when one hand would deceive and the other would tell the truth
you know it's all about the disinformation
keep goin' station to station
confusion is all around me yeah oh yeah
(repeat chorus)
in my youth, in my youth
The X Files, The X Files
it laid the, it laid the seeds
of conspiracy theories in my mind
but I didn't realize when I was young
that it was just disinformation
yeah it was controlled opposition
oh yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
this is what an alien sounds like, oh yeah
drifting into our consciousness
(repeat chorus)
I think now that aliens are really demons
sometimes I see shadow beings at night
I can't sleep without a light on
you know it's all about the shadow beings
sometimes they're only three feet tall
they feed on negative energy
and I wish them away
why won't they just go away?
you know new layers are being pealed away ever fucking day
every fucking day another piece of the puzzle
every fucking day another piece of the puzzle
oh (scatting, improvised)
+++written by Xylen Roberts (Chris Robertson), circa 2019.
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5. |
Suicided
19:10
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was he haunted by spectres, voices to skull?
was he killed by teenagers, made it look like a fall?
was he the real deal or was it a Larp?
now he’s up with the angels,
past the chemtrail planes,
plucking’ on a HAARP
he was killed in the morning, it was Saturn’s thirteen
he was dressed in all denim, right down to his jeans
response was so fast, in the bank of a Horus eye
all the sheeple remember him as some crazy guy
some crazy guy
sacred number 42, long suffering sing the blues
return Independence Day, alien psyop hey hey hey
what is truth and what is lies?
modern times they are a pig sty
shiny toys, electric frost
we are lost and that’s the cost
of getting everything we always wanted
our spiritual growth has been stunted
chorus:
suicided, unholy numbers they dance upon his grave
most are blinded by the false light
suicided, just like Cobain, he was marked with a death kiss
most are blinded by the false light
nana nana etc.
everything is so confusing
who to trust, feels like we’re always losing
the 5G electrons fusing, tumors dancing and erupting
the case is closed, no investigation
no leaked footage of no gas stations
we live in the era of CCTV
tapes i the hands of powers that be
the truth is staaaagerrrring
but most folks are dazed by distractions
or they’re engaged in by false disclosures
this world’s a trip, don’t you lost composure
deep underground military bases
missing persons, leave no traces
gone to inner and outer spaces
their souls I hope aren’t trapped in limbo
Happy he got iced in Belmont
Thanks to Hanks, that fuckin’ Cunt
photographs, discarded gloves
children who never got to grow up
it’s enough to make you wanna throooooooow up yeah
three days after he last loaded up yeah
he said he felt like a Judas
came out as controlled op, sort of
it’s conjecture, was he pressured?
mind control caused him to fracture? (repeat)
mind control caused him to fracture
breakdown:
the tv tells you a vision
the PR programs you with precision
so take your Big Pharma prescriptions (repeat)
you too can excel
at executive decisions
nana nana etc.
sacred numerology, redacted toxicology
the color purple is sacrifice
rituals hide in plain sight
Route 666, ghosts stalk grounds
Yeshua please guide me into the light (repeat)
(REPEAT CHORUS)
ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah etc.
scatting: chicka chickawa chicka chickawa, chicka chickawa chicka chickawa
chicka chickawa chicka chickawa ah ah ah yeah (repeat)
(REPEAT CHORUS)
unholy numbers they dance upon his grave
just like Cobain he was marked by a death kiss (repeat)
suicided, suicided
they suicided Issacc Kaapy
suicided, suicided
they suicided Nipsey Hussle
suicided, suicided
they suicided JFK
it’s not ok, it’s ok, it’ll come back around to you someday
suicided, suicided
they suicided Chester Bennington
suicided, suicided
they suicided Chris Cornell
suicided, suicided
they suicided Bill Cooper
it’s not ok, it’s ok
it’ll come back around to you someday
suicided, suicided
they suicided Tupac Shakur
suicided, suicided
they suicided John Lennon
suicide, suicided
they suicided Avicii
it’s not ok, it’s not ok
it’ll come back around to you someday
it’s not ok, its not ok
it’ll come back around to you someday (repeat)
take a chance, tell the truth
will I get suicided too?
I’ll stand up to their fuckin’ lies
FUCK YOU!!! (repeat)
(repeat ‘suicided, suicided’ variations)
they suicided Isaac Kappy
they suicided Nipsey Hussle
they suicided Kurt Cobain
it’s not ok, it’s not ok
it’ll come back around to you some day (repeat)
(possible: recite sacred number 42…)
suicided yeah yeah.
+++ written by Xylen Roberts (Chris Robertson), May 2019.
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6. |
False Flags Are For Fags
10:57
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chorus: False Flags are for fags yeahhhhhhhhh
and the government says you can't rap about that
they only want dumb shit in our rap
the devil he be creepin' through the discotheque
our currency hijacked, it might as well be shekels
the Federal Reserve have us all in shackles
economies brought down by CIA jackals
Joe Rogan is a poser, he's a fuckin' shill
he lied about the moon
he ain't no red, he's a pink pill
I think he needs to lay off of the DMT
some magic elves screwed his brains with some TNT
tryin' to tell us Sandy Hook was all for real
but Lanza was long dead before he did the deed
??? of fake ass actors
I think they're lacing bullshit into Rogan's weed
(repeat chorus)
the father of the daughter supposedly shot
was a little known actor from long forgotten tv
he played a dweeby doctor and then a dopey cowboy
in cockamamie commercials, he's a goddamn fool
and if you're really brave enough to face the music
you won't get triggered by the truth, you will not lose it
just look into the players on the false flag stages
minor has been actors, shitty cophrohages
gettin' puppet mastered by sorcerers and mages
if we gonna make it through, we best prepare the sages
(repeat chorus)
so many false flags, so many shapes and sizes
but if you go along, yeah you'll get secret prizes
Rogan goes easy on Dorsey and guess who owns Cash App?
hidden booty buried all over his shill map
It's fun to flip the lights on, watch the rats all scatter
they wanna distract you from the heart of the matter
false flags are designed to disarm the populace
to get us all fighting over who is the cause
this violence is everyone's fault but our own
blame the orange man, the black man, it's all the same
if we get distracted away from our own inner hells
than we won't see the devils who be makin' the game
(repeat chorus)
they wanna keep you dumbed down
and they use your culture against you
they wanna keep you dumbed down
and they use your culture against you
culture is a weapon against you, against you (repeat)
+++written by Xylen Roberts (Chris Robertson), circa 2019.
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7. |
Reveal The Pattern
12:34
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the voices tell you to save the world
await instructions from the unconscious agent
the agent is a demon in disguise
shaman signals gettin' lost in the static
Reptillian wavelengths screwin' us up
some fights are real, some fights are counterfeit
is the devil speaking to you or is it just the CIA hey hey?
I think they're one and the same
search for the symbols hidden in plain sight
but not all symbols are made the same hey hey
dissect, reveal the pattern
you've got lost time, you don't remember
amnesia and apathy, weaponized anger
we all desire truth, so much we will buy
any truth sold to us, the noise it deafens
the soft tongues chatter on our tvs
the hidden languages lurk underneath their smiles
the hard tongues chatter inside our skulls
we just want clarity, a sign from God
to deliver us from these false prophets
counting their profits yeah
counting their profits
nothing but false prophets
counting their profits (repeat)
moving in for the kill
are they programmed to kill?
socialists in the streets
tyrants under the sheets
moving in for the kill
are they programmed to kill?
psychos following orders
this evil knows no borders
moving in for the kill
are they programmed to kill?
wash your brains in the violence
a perfect killing machine yeah
moving for the kill
are they programmed to kill?
a pharmaceutical haze
an MK Ultra daze
is the devil speaking to you or is it just the CIA hey hey?
I think they're one and the same
search for the symbols hidden in plain sight
but not all symbols are made the same hey hey
dissect, reveal the pattern
you've got lost time, you don't remember
amnesia and apathy, weaponized anger
we all desire truth, so much we will buy
any truth sold to us, the noise it deafens
the soft tongues chatter on our tvs
the hidden languages lurk underneath their smiles
the hard tongues chatter inside our skulls
we just want clarity, a sign from God
to deliver us from these false prophets
counting their profits yeah
counting their profits
nothing but false prophets
counting their profits (repeat)
is the devil speaking to you or is it just the CIA hey hey?
I think they're one and the same
search for the symbols hidden in plain sight
but not all symbols are made the same hey hey
dissect, reveal the pattern.
+++written by Xylen Roberts (Chris Robertson), circa 2019.
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