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Praying Mantis​-​Plus

by the OPUS

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Divorced (bonus) (free) 05:36
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Eons 05:55
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Lyrics: growth and pain comes with the territory, so they say. light and night provide and pave the way. matter scatters orderly in the matrix. we figure the cost of the crave for authentic and simulated. wet, refreshed fog drapes the dawn, hangs from the branches of an oak's silhouette and catches the brilliance of our rising sun on the day they march off to war; though the victory is guaranteed they still must shed blood, that sinks into earth to create a new oak. growth and pain comes with the territory, so they say. light and night provide and pave the way 2x the scars, deep folds, warm furrows inside shine and wane by way of the eyes. is your power blunt or sharp? making life art. growth and pain.
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the Fall of Man (free) 02:24
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Lyrics: growth and pain comes with the territory, so they say. light and night provide and pave the way. matter scatters orderly in the matrix. we figure the cost of the crave for authentic and simulated. wet, refreshed fog drapes the dawn, hangs from the branches of an oak's silhouette and catches the brilliance of our rising sun on the day they march off to war; though the victory is guaranteed they still must shed blood, that sinks into earth to create a new oak. growth and pain comes with the territory, so they say. light and night provide and pave the way 2x the scars, deep folds, warm furrows inside shine and wane by way of the eyes. is your power blunt or sharp? making life art. growth and pain.
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Wishbone 06:33
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Electro! 02:49
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You gotta save me, I keep running through the streets on a beat defeats trying cave me And when the minutes looking gravely I try to shift into space, no place now can phase me no ifs ands buts or maybe Take every second that it gave me, everything is so hazy it's crazy, there's no that you can persuade me walked years through the maze yet I'm just a baby Now you try to abort the fetus that try to lead us from the leaders who try to defeat us in the middle of a node spawns a digital helix transmit codes before they come to delete us firewall to the call so nobody can beats us firebomb to the sprawl now nobody can feed us nobody can talk now, nobody can walk now you starting a spark, then, your body's in chalk now I'll be the hawk how it's all in the thought pow flying through the dark, see a shark, drop a dart BLAOW combustible ideology on impact my meta-tech-technology sends them back that's why I don't ride beats I bend them tracks running solar systems in facts I ran ten lapse then hibernate on tape and took ten naps then I awake from the sound within their traps Save me or I'll be flying through the walls, so come and save me or I'll be flying through the walls Save me or I'll be flying through the walls, so come and save me or I'll be flying through the walls through the walls, through the walls, through the walls. More than I need saving the systems on the fritz, yeah it's misbehaving yet everything is so amazing but no lock on the signal they keep swerving and grazing, are we deserving of the hazing? Are we deserving of the fleecing and micro-policing? Another serving of the gravy, maybe, he looks to need greasing, whoops he's unleashing Unhinge, unhook, yeah... one bridge, gon shook, no ledge, goin look yeh all edge, none took, bet.... so no hedge, no crook, no wedge, no book, yet I gotta knack to scramble allegory so they can't trace or track this here story this don't fit your frame or category, but subliminal facts are actually boring deep into the heads of those who's still snoring, seemingly inert in the back of their storing til I give the call to the commence the un-flooring, un-boarding the track in the crack we spread sporing duplicate. I must duplicate. So even if you take me out I'm growing in the rubble (shoot!) Rejuvenate, shift shape and then skate, catch me running from the trouble with a hollow bodied double. And so you see my friend, as we fall apart at the seems But it doesn't mean the end, because is this just a dream (just a dream) just dream And it seems we'll never know, til we take that giant leap And only then will it show, if I've been awake or I'm asleep 10, and I escape through the pen, watch reality bend, can't even comprehend Til 9, I'm going out of my mind, and showing how the unblind the kind from their binds 8, there's no time to be late, we gotta go reach the gate, the situation is great. For 7, our own little slice of heaven, forging all the ingredients making from bread leven, 6, I'm hearing all of the clicks and grinds that halts this machine from being fixed 5, first time feeling alive, as I'm taking a dive, and escaping the hive 4, as I look what's in store, I open the door and now there's no floor yeah, cuz there's no time to run, phase into the infinite 3, 2, 1. Zero, zero, one... Save me, or I'll be flying through the walls come on and save me, or I'll be flying through the walls
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released May 11, 2010

 

Produced by the OPUS

Recorded by the OPUS @ weightroom audio
Mixed by the Isle of Weight @ weightroom audio weightroomaudio@yahoo.com
Mastered by Ian Mereness for Eworks Audio www.eworksaudio.com

Artwork by Albane Simon albane.ultra-book.com and www.myspace.com/grenadyn


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The Opus is the collaboration between instrumentalists, Mr. Echoes and The Isle of Weight, who seamlessly combine their intricate styles. For years, the Isle of Weight and Mr. Echoes were producers for the group, Rubberoom, accompanied by lyricists Meta Mo and Lumba. Rubberoom was born out of an organic fusion of artists who were also long-time friends. ... more

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