Vassal States

by Trivial Shields

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Produced & Conceived by Trivial Shields

Written & Recorded in Istanbul Jan - Jun 2013.

Mixed in Early Winter 2014 by Jake Birch & Christian Carpenter.

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released 23 September 2014

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Track Name: Sleepwalking (At The Edge of The World)
When they first come for me
will I be in my room
will I be on the streets
or on the phone with you?
When I'm first put away
will all my right's be waived
with whom will they let me speak
and how long will I stay? (will I stay...)
We never know what we're guilty of
but we wake up tired and can't feel love...
At the edge of the world
where the drifts reverse
if we keep sleepwalking to the flat earth cursed
Save me from this place of no return
free me from the lows of all I've learned
lead me through these dreams and sowing verse
I'll dispose the demons waking first
When they first come for you
will you concede your views
will you submit surrendering all that you hold true?
But I could never blame a single soul who caves (strays)
the Tyranny of fear is seldom disobeyed
We never know what we're guilty of
but we wake up tired and can't feel love...
At the edge of the world
where the drifts reverse
if we keep sleepwalking to the flat earth cursed
Save me from this place of no return
free me from the lows of all I've learned
lead me through these dreams and sowing verse
I'll dispose the demons waking first
Where the drifts reverse, we remain sleeping walking, to a
flat earth cursed
Track Name: Livingry
You can print guns now out of plastic
so how can we speak of rules?
They keep on building drones with taxes
austerities serving who?
In every thought this way all hope is seized,
I'm locking paralyzed and dumb in petty grief
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But we could go on, on and on, on and on, forever
erase sovereign lines and broken games
Or we could keep on the line of pawns
that march from Nebuchadnezzar
to burst in a blaze of flashing flames
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Tried to curse life for all it's pleasures
atonements no substitute
Dissonance wrung from ego's bladder
an elaborate bored excuse
As every desperate parrot thought concedes
I'm left exposed to bear responsibility
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So we could go on, on and on, on and on, forever
erase sovereign lines and nation states
Or we could keep on the line of pawns
that march from Nebuchadnezzar
to burst in a blaze of flashing flames
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Track Name: Easily Blind
-Fail-Fight-Fall->
Forever floating far
Fortuitously flung
-Save-Sigh-Solve->
Surrender
Slowly signs subdue
Subliminal
.......
And I want you here to cover me
when I'm likely to implode
and cradle me in fairy fabled folds
But I've seen the curse of bubbles
and complacency in droves
the satiated spinning status quo
......
So I feel when the rain is falling
Fear
As I'm turning in cold
To the tears
of the faceless, bawling
Easily blind, gloating and full
.....
-Breathe-Bright-Blow->
Beseeched, bereavers blind
Beelzebub's
Below
-Tear-Try-Tro->
Time's tyranny to trial
Traversed til
Terminal
.....
Track Name: Inside Voices
It's gotten to the point where I
can barely think
anymore
Without a flood of thoughts
bursting through
uninvited
Its not so much I mind if I lose
every internal debate
It's just that I can't stand
all this abuse
from the mind's domain
And every piece of script that I could read
Or simply stumble to
Becomes the seed of some new found belief
Is this the fate of every desperate man in frantic search
of truth:
to never stand, instead he'll fall for anything?
And All the time
I wear the blinds of busyness to dream
And live my life
addicted to the absence of relief
It's gotten to the point where I
can barely sleep
anymore
Without a crowd of thoughts
taking turns
at inciting
An endless bout of rows
that induce
the most restless of dreams
I guess it's cause they scream
never use
inside voices
And every piece of script that I could read
Or simply stumble to
Becomes the seed of some new found belief
Is this the fate of every desperate man in frantic search
of truth:
to never stand, instead he'll fall for anything?
And All the time
I wear the blinds of busyness to dream
And live my life
addicted to the absence of relief
Sinking further towards a simple truth
while surrendering beliefs
for the safety of a feeling unconcieved.
Is relinquishing conflicting views
just a manner of defeat
in the face of thoughts that harbor logic's greed?
And "Oh My God"
is for you a hollow phrase to never speak
So lead your life
and strangle every mystery in grief (with a pride t
hat strangles mystery for grief)