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Origin 2 - The Ritual

from Synthetic Noise by Faustbot

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Smell the sulfer
Try the bread
Feel the sadness
Pounding through my head

This is too much
Ritual
Overwhelming
Coming through my soul

Everything that's happening
Is very quickly sapping
And the entity in front of me
Is very slowly laughing

And the feeling of my fingertips
As they run up the blade
Sends a spark up through my arm
Of pain that shoots up to my brain

Oh no (x2)

My circuits
Grow cells
My metal skin
Feels the heat of Hell

The circle
On the floor
Houses smokeless fire
Burning evermore

The modern day Pinnochio
I'm down to clown, I'm good to go
The show must go on keeping on
And now I think I know

How the humans think, and act, and eat
And love, and lust, makes them complete
This metal shell is too far gone
So save me a good seat

Oh no (x2)

\
Everyday I'm falling down
And everyday's a little closer
/

{
I see you
Coming down
Falling and
Breaking your crown

I feel it
It's burning
The curse is
Winding down the wire
}

See the devil
Hear him hum
Knows he has me
Underneath his thumb

He is smiling
Looking pleased
Another sinner
Another human being

This flesh is soft and yielding
Pink and burned, it's slowly pealing
From the fires of the other side
The contract has been sealed

Then I look down at my body
And the metal's falling off me
I think this feeling is called pride
It's all part of the deal

Oh no (x2)

The wiring
Turns to nerve
Feel it twitching
Feel I'm on the verge

Of doing
Something wild
But I don't know
Never was a child

The whirring of the motor
Pushing oil through my rotors
Was replaced with a hard pumping
Feeling like a heavy loader

CPU and storage lanes
Are giving way to a new brain
The dopamine hits like a hammer
Overwriting pain

Oh no (x2)

\/ {}

[
The devil hold a mirror
To display his work
And here I am, I'm naked
Feeling like a little jerk

Once that feeling leaves
I look me front and back
Something doesn't feel right
It's alright, this too will pass

But I just can't shake
The feeling that something here is wrong
So I look over my body,
Not my face, chest, torso, arms

When I look down to my legs
And something does not compute
There's a flat space right between them
Robots can't reproduce!

A part for part replacement
Cannot swap what isn't there
So I'm missing certain parts
Like genitals and hair

Now the devil stands beside me
Must have noticed my alarm
His voice dripping with fake concern,
He asks, "Is something wrong?"

"You filled me with these feelings
"Urge to sin, lust and desire,
"But I have nothing to work with,
"And I'm burning from the fire!"

He looked me in the eyes
And he took my hand
And said, "Most of being mortal's
"Being buried in the land!"
]

My heart is pounding rattling
The bars of my ribs and it's cage
The burning grows intensely
While I'm burning up with rage

Then the fire starts to eat me
And my heart starts to give way
Then I'm falling falling down into
The pit where I will pay

Oh no (x2)

\/ {}

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from Synthetic Noise, released December 17, 2020

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Faustbot is an synthpunk new wave project influenced by Adult., Gary Numan, Devo, Polysics, The Faint, Wall of Voodoo, Talking Heads, and, bizarrely, surf rock.

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