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Thunder Beings
04:12
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Will you start running
With the Thunder-Beings coming
Everybody’s gotta face up
The their own
Not stunning
Cause you’re in this with the others
And your sisters and your brothers
All you’ve said and done creates
What will be forthcoming
Lighting and thunder
Always makes me wonder
If we can resurrect the good of
What has ripped asunder
Thunder-Beings skyward
Set my soul on fire
Let the smoke carry prayers
Help me to aspire
Do not be frightened
Of the voices of the lightning
Rolling thunder shakes the ground
Raining truth and reuniting
Spirits of the sky with the people
Who am I to question Sacred People
Lightning striking from the sky
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One Cloudy Morning
02:13
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She got up one cloudy morning
Fighting the driving snow
She got places to go
She got potions to brew
Things to do
She got business with you
She got up one cloudy morning
Fighting through the driving rain
She had somewhere to be
I had to remain sane
Cause I know her well
And I know her true
And I’m tellin’ ya to run boy
Cause she’s got business with you
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Blackened Heart
04:36
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She is toxic as the Citarum
She walks through meadows flowers die
Her poisoned words seed affliction
She feeds me with vicious lies
I am just an empty garden
I return this blackened heart
I grow stronger every hour
I reveal the truth of her crimes
She obsess empty power
I return home and rise
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Bounty Hunter
07:10
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Across the frozen tundra
Across a city skyline
Across the burning desert
Crossing a country fence line
Pursuit is his profession
Money is his drive
Morals an inconvenience
Within him hatred thrives
Forced to protect my kindred
And then wrongly accused
I will not be languid
Justice will be suffused
Hunting without prudential
Blindly driving onward
Pursuing and resentful
His fate will be deserved
The stainless sinner
The legal criminal
He’s broken families
He’s taken lives
The legal criminal
His cards have misplayed
He is not invincible
And I am not his pray
I am not his pray
Not today, not today
Gonna take him down and put him away
One way or the other gonna make him pay
I’ve got plans for his criminal soul
Go to hell myself with his ass in tow
Hand him to the devil then walk away
I am not his pray
Not today, not today, not today, not today
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Final Solutions
05:09
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Mediation of meditation
The starvation of causation
If the train don’t reach the station
Then there is no point in waitin’
We spend our whole lives hating
And say we don’t with constant pacing
Genocidal inconstancies
We show no human dignity
If you want solutions
You must clear up the pollution
That is choking all your clarity
Those you loath must receive charity
The union of the masses
Only happens when it passes
That enforcement of the classes
Must all burn down to ashes
Don’t proclaim you’ve see the light
Praising false prophets in the night
We still have yet to get it right
Even the blind have more sight
If this seems a bit scary
Leaves you feeling a bit wary
Open your eyes to the contrary
At our feet the dead canary
At this moment in existence
We must be very persistent
Overcome the false distance
Remove the self-imposed resistance
I’ll bring it all home now
With just a little know-how
You only have to allow
That life will change you somehow
Give it up
Shine on
Give it up
See the light
Give it up
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I was coming down
From what did not appeal
To the spirits on high
Just couldn’t seal the deal
With an ear to the ground
Nothing to be found
Feeling out of place
Got the hell out of town
Wandered an eternity
Looking for the core of me
Drank of an empty feeling
Fed on taciturnity
Suddenly it dawned on me
I was sleeping in dream
Floating on a cloud
As liquid as a sunbeam
Loosing minutes every hour
Staring at a rainbow flower
Sunrise a fire cloud
Raining a flaming shower
Perfuse a silent state
Suffuse an empty space
Liquid earth wanting shape
The source of life replaced
Have you ever thought aloud
Lifting of the heavy shroud
Sound of color will allowed
Sip an angels sweating brow
Burning sage will appeal
Humble I will never kneel
Having now sealed the deal
I’m seeing sound taste like it feels
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7. |
Children Of The Dawning
01:33
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Good early morning
To the children of the dawning
And the warning of the coming storm
An illusion of glory
Told only in a story
By those who say we do not belong
A dire warning
To the children of the dawning
That the time of rising is now here
Gather children and
Open up and listen to
The prophecy becoming clear
Good early morning
To the children of the dawning
And the warning of the coming storm
An illusion of glory
Told only in a story
By those who say we do not belong
So we should rise up and be strong
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Boss man pushin’ me to the wall
Try to get me to play hardball
Ain’t the sort of man that I am
I’lll just let him play out his hand
He may think I’m too laid back
Like I’m some nameless stupid hack
I’ll get it done up nice and tight
And when I get home I’ll set things right
Boss man pushing insane deadlines
Feels like I’m living on a front line
None of of that matters when it comes time
My woman has got me set up fine
I work hard please understand
I can work harder than most any man
But when it’s done I’ve gotta get down
On the best goddamned honey-hole in town
whip it back and let it fly
Hit the water and cast a line
Family and friends doin’ just fine
Me and my woman losing our minds
On catfish & moonshine
Hit the water and cast a line
Life’s too short to waste it cryin’
Whatever it is that blows your mind
Call it catfish & moonshine
Head to the country
With a fresh water line
Good for the soul
Calms the mind
Catching catfish
Sippin’ moonshine
Ain’t nothin’ better
Tonight life is fine
Hit the water and cast a line
Don’t worry ‘bout me I’m doing fine
Dance and sing and loose your mind
On catfish & moonshine
Catfish & moonshine
Catfish & moonshine
Man, it got right up to the dock and it broke the line.
Was is big?
What, was big? Are you kidding me?
Ah man...
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Disconjointed
04:41
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Walking through this dirty city
Past so many people
No one sees me
Not a part of their world
Like a ghost just floating through
Then I come home to you
I love you
I need you know
That I’m losing my mind
Writing on the wall
Reading the signs
There’s no connection, nothing real
I continue to bleed and fade
Then there’s you
Looking out this dirty window
All the people rushing by
And no one really sees
(the world as it is)
I question staying in this place
The door creaks open
I shiver through the haze
In walks you
I love you
I need you know
That I’m losing my mind
Writing on the wall
Reading the signs
Disconjointed from this empty world
I continue to bleed and fade
Then there’s you
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10. |
Apathetic Transparent
02:52
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You have no need for truth
You make up lies instead
Sociopathic motives
Victims left for dead
Empathic insight has been
What you seem to lack
Think I’ll sit back and watch
Your mind start to crack
You liar, deceiver
You think you’re all of that
You evil conceiver
You think that you’re all set
You’re fading, it’s gone now
You placed a losing bet
Fair warning, hold on now
Cause you ain’t seen nothing yet
You treat us like we’re toys
But you’re the circus clown
You bleed us dry and then
You want us all put down
If you could see the truth
You’d find it’s all a game
That you are losing
And it’s driving you insane
You liar, deceiver
You think you’re all of that
You evil conceiver
You think that you’re all set
You’re fading, it’s gone now
You placed a losing bet
Fair warning, hold on now
Cause you ain’t seen nothing yet
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The Volos Project Baton Rouge, Louisiana
The collections you see here are each a different genre of music. Ben Balser is of Cherokee and Slavic decent and grew up on the jazz, heavy metal, and progressive rock of the 70s. A life long amateur composer he is now releasing his eclectic work again, through a series of albums in The Volos Project, each collection a different genre. By day he is a video producer, wood worker, and dog trainer. ... more
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