goodness
For those who know the earth to be sacred
May all the world be happy
Whatever I do
Whether my body, mind, sense, organs, intellect, self »
Cyber-Raga
Don't Tell Me
by Madonna
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know you're falling
Chanting words you do not catch
Their cries for help you never sensed
An organic mass of despair
This nightly mare
They cry »
The Wretched
Ashes [Bonus Track]
by Tristania
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eyes to help me see?
Have I not lungs to help me breathe?
Have I not hands, organs, senses
And affections just like you?
Stop the music.
Well ain't »
Scum of the Earth
Preservation: Act 2
by The Kinks
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There is no sense in being interested in a child a group or in a society,
There is no sense if one cannot see in them before anything else, »
Spark Plug
Emperor Tomato Ketchup
by Stereolab
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Done enough chilling got to organize my time
No sense in standing still
Just watch me now I've got a lifetime to fill
I'm buzzing
Yeah come with me »
Buzzin'
Time Freeze: The Best of Asian Dub Foundation
by Asian Dub Foundation
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all and all's for null
May your organs fail before your dreams fail you
May your organs fail before your dreams fail you
May your organs fail »
Little Maggots
Unsound
by The Matches
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When you know it all makes sense.
Gerry Rafferty & Joe Egan: Their songs, voices, guitars, pianos, mandolins and kazoos - and featuring their organs »
Waltz (You Know It Makes Sense)
Ferguslie Park
by Stealers Wheel
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burnt, vital organs charred and blackened
Scorch to disinfect is the method for acceptance
Purification By Fire
Transformation is rapture
Beyond »
Purification by Fire
Kill
by Cannibal Corpse
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The glued-on sheet of self control. The ply of sense, of sanity
-Cracking at the seams. Torn from my reality
The motion of thoughts subdued. »
Organic Shadows
Nothing [CD/DVD]
by Meshuggah
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Shadows of irrational dread
Sensing worms in lust, blood eyed
The source of my cold existence
Forming, completing my dark side
Overwhelmed by »
Secondary Effects
Layers of Lies
by Darkane
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diaphragm pickled in meths...
Renal ulcerations, faecal gurgitations
Costive crepitations, complete anal disgorgement...
Disinterring organs, pus, urine »
Crepitating Bowel Erosion
Symphonies of Sickness [Japan Bonus Tracks]
by Carcass
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There's a tear in the fabric of your favorite dress
And I'm sneaking glances.
Looking for the patterns in static
They start to make sense »
Lightness
Transatlanticism
by Death Cab for Cutie
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Beyond TV-terror, human shutdown, selective mind.
A collective kind - so frail.
Magnetic senses, electrified, synthetic design.
Controls the time: »
Generations For Sale
Beautiful New World [5 Bonus Tracks]
by Arise [Metal]
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Whenever we hear sounds we are changed
We are no longer the same
After hearing certain sounds
And this is more the case
When we hear organized sounds »
There Can Be No Dispute That Monsters Live Among Us
Lover, The Lord Has Left Us
by The Sound of Animals Fighting
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the catalyst
Organic its progeny
Voracious spectral offspring
So sweet in its hunger
Unbound this new vision
Optical regenesis
Threatening, so complete in »
Pineal Gland Optics
Obzen
by Meshuggah
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Why can't you notice the way water breaks the light?
Or how a hazy heat up skills the Summer night.
Some saw subtle organs unravelin' right before »
The Approaching Dawn
Let It Rest
by Sorry About Dresden
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Couldn't organize love
But these longings return
When I hear your name
I let you go and now
I can't forget somehow
I'm lonely in love
I'm young in »
Lonely in Love
Step Inside This House
by Lyle Lovett
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The suffering will arise
I laugh when all the gods die
Dead down in a wooden coffin
Mutilated organs in blood
Sons of the evil baphomet
Rot in the light »
Blood on My Skin
Subconcious Lobotomy
by Centinex
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Wired up to the system is the father
Plugging in, cueing up, making digital whoopie
Never before in the history of all
Has organic and mechanic come »
Joy, the Mechanical Boy
The Half-Baked Serenade
by Self
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to the rhythm of the master
Buck boom buck another
Neighborhood disaster
(Drummer hit me one)
A gun is a gun is
A mother fuckin' gun
But an organized side »
So Whatcha Gone Do Now?
Muse Sick-N-Hour Mess Age
by Public Enemy
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So take your bias point of view away from
My organic institution.
And now we D.A.R.E. to think ourselves!
The answer's waiting content.
(Look »
The Answer
Fungus Amongus
by Incubus
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leaving me
I got the wattsville blues
I got the wattsville blues now baby
But I still love the smile on your face
But I still love the sense of this »
Wattsville Blues
Know Your Enemy
by Manic Street Preachers
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Rearranged the scenery in numerous scales.
A primitive organism, predecessor of mutations.
Along the evolutionary ladder crawled ashore.
In water »
The Inner Ocean Hypothesis
Epic
by Borknagar
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I was sensitive before it was in style
But that was never enough
Ever new philosophy that you'd adopt
Seemed to make sense to me too
When we »
Please Let Me Be Your Third World Country
My, I'm Large
by The Bobs
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Swallow words inadvertently,
And to the organ flame I'll maintain a close adjacency
I have so many themes; I would love to explain to you
Farewell to all »
I'm the Best at Ruining My Life
The Fiction We Live
by From Autumn to Ashes
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