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Dancing With Skeletons

by SLAVE TO REALITY

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Let's go! Like a picture hanging on the wall Suspended, waiting for the fall So it goes, why walk when you can crawl Like a body lying on the floor Blood seeping from a gaping sore Close your eyes, another open door Art isn't easy, Art isn't free Art is everything it's meant to be Life isn't easy, Life isn't free Life is everything it's meant to be Pick up your pen, craft another tale Grab your coat, go make another sale Just remember, everyone will fail Life and death forever intertwined Inspiration, seek and ye shall find Stare too long and you will go blind Art isn't easy, Art isn't free Art is everything it's meant to be Life isn't easy, Life isn't free Life is everything it's meant to be ART! Imitates life, imitates ART! Imitates life, Imitates ART! Imitates life, imitates ART! Imitates life, imitates ART! Imitates life, imitates ART! IMITATES LIFE! Listen up! Like a valley full of broken thought Or a meadow with flowers in rot You'll be free if you forget what's taught Let it go, become what you can dream Beauty is not always what it seems Sometimes all you can do is scream Art isn't easy, Art isn't free Art is everything it's meant to be Life isn't easy, Life isn't free Life is everything it's meant to be ART! Imitates life, imitates ART! Imitates life, Imitates ART! Imitates life, imitates ART! Imitates life, imitates ART! Imitates life, imitates ART! IMITATES LIFE! Check it out! Like a picture hanging on the wall Suspended, waiting for the fall So it goes, why walk when you can crawl Like a body lying on the floor Blood seeping from a gaping sore Close your eyes, another open door Art isn't easy, Art isn't free Art is everything it's meant to be Life isn't easy, Life isn't free Life is everything it's meant to be ART! Imitates life, imitates ART! Imitates life, Imitates ART! Imitates life, imitates ART! Imitates life, imitates ART! Imitates life, imitates ART! IMITATES LIFE!
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Torn 03:47
Quiet in sea of trouble, I can only see things double. Should I be alive or dead, From my feet up to my head, yeah Perfect sight in a blind moment, Why not follow the truth? My mind is in a daze. Can we be free in time and space? TORN! To the left. TORN! To the right. To have real peace, You must fight! The day with darkened clouds! The night with blinding light! Troubles seem so far away! Torn between the night and day! Pain and bliss, love and hate. To smile or frown, look in my face. Hiding secrets, feeling confused. I feel the pull of my own fate. Sympathy to apathy, Torn from fleeting thoughts. On the day I was born, My destiny was torn. TORN! To the left. TORN! To the right. To have real peace, You must fight! The day with darkened clouds! The night with blinding light! Troubles seem so far away! Torn between the night and day! TORN! To the left. TORN! To the right. To have real peace, You must fight! The day with darkened clouds! The night with blinding light! Troubles seem so far away! Torn between the night and... The day with darkened clouds! The night with blinding light! Troubles seem so far away! Torn between the night and day!
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Naked trees and windswept leaves line the path where futures bleed. Up ahead, just out of sight, creatures gather in the night. BLACK SUN RISE! PURIFY! You shall witness the mass of those whose mask you still wear. Shed your skin now and dance with the skeletons! Moon hangs heavy in the sky, shadows dance before your eyes. A prophecy from long ago, welcomed you into this show. Macabre delights and naked flesh, candles burn and you regress. Feel it now, this primal urge, awakening the demiurge. BLACK SUN RISE! PURIFY! You shall witness the mass of those whose mask you still wear. Shed your skin now and dance with the skeletons! SKELETONS! SKELETONS! SKELETONS! SKELETONS! SKELETONS! SKELETONS! Fire still burns throughout the night, casting off an eerie light. Calling all within their blood, to walk the path, become the flood. This is where the choice is made, to become free, remain a slave. Naked trees and windswept leaves, line the path where futures bleed. BLACK SUN RISE! PURIFY! You shall witness the mass of those whose mask you still wear. Shed your skin now and dance with the skeletons! SKELETONS! SKELETONS!
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Fire Within 03:05
1, 2, 3, 4! Lies were told at the tablecloth Holy father what have you wrought? Little sheep all in a row Waiting for the final blow Age of Fire, see it in our eyes This revolution is televised No more need for your silly flock Here we stand as our own gods! Fire! From within, drives us forward Fire! From within, burning brightly WE WILL NOT BOW! WE WILL NOT BREAK! YOU CAN'T STOP US! WE WILL RISE UP! Did this sound like a good idea? Tell me now how does it feel? Cage the beast within us all Ripped apart by fang and claw Freedom comes with a heavy price Liberty demands sacrifice Wolves we run, as a pack Shake this myth from our back! Fire! From within, drives us forward Fire! From within, burning brightly WE WILL NOT BOW! WE WILL NOT BREAK! YOU CAN'T STOP US! WE WILL RISE UP! Suffer not the original sin, For we feed on the lust within. Driven by our own free will, We shook hands and made the deal! Now we shine with the serpent's gift, Of all guilt we are bereft. Back to where it all began, Paradise is found again! Fire! From within, drives us forward Fire! From within, burning brightly WE WILL NOT BOW! WE WILL NOT BREAK! YOU CAN'T STOP US! WE WILL RISE UP! RISE!
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Shot rings out across the lot! Bodies left without a thought. This is the way the game is played, In the wild, wild west, master or slave. No second chance for redemption, Arm yourself or face annihilation! Shot rings out across the lot! Bodies left without a thought. Lock and load or you'll be sorry, Red and blue will tell your story. Families cry and gnash their teeth, Cops will try to catch a thief. Are you watching? Can you see? Violence makes the world go round! Listen closely hear the sounds. Shots echo throughout the day! Sirens come from far away. Ghetto bird, way up high! Yellow tape in your eye. Only two types of people in the world, The story of the quick and the dead! It is time to pick a side! Arm yourself and stand with pride! Don't end up like Johnny over there, Face down outside, family in despair. You have a chance to change all that, look at the world and face the facts. It is time to pick a side! Arm yourself and stand with pride! History is written by the winner, Might is right will make you a sinner. It's up to you which way you delve, Carried by six or judged by twelve! It is time to pick a side! Arm yourself and stand with pride! Shots rings out across the lot! Bodies left without a thought. This is the way the game is played, In the wild, wild west, master or slave. No second chance for redemption, Arm yourself or face annihilation! Shots rings out across the lot! Bodies left without a thought. Lock and load or you'll be sorry, Red and blue will tell your story. Families cry and gnash their teeth, Cops will try to catch a thief. Are you watching? Can you see? Violence makes the world go round! Listen closely hear the sounds. Shots echo throughout the day! Sirens come from far away. Ghetto bird, way up high! Yellow tape in your eye. Only two types of people in the world, The story of the quick and the dead!
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Whoa-ho! Whoa-ho! Whoa-ho! Oh no! I got no more words, nothing left to say. Try to tell a story, it all just flies away. I know it should be easy, to scribble something down. But, left to my devices, all I do is frown. Look to me for inspiration, pain is all you'll see. A blank sheet of paper where my brain used to be. Writer's Block! Yeah, it sucks! Writer's Block! My life sucks! Should I be a junkie? Is heroin my friend? Or maybe hit the pipe, and ride it 'til the end? Hemingway used booze. Maybe that's the key. Write it drunk, edit sober, then I will be free. Look to me for inspiration, pain is all you'll see. A blank sheet of paper where my brain used to be. Writer's Block! Yeah, it sucks! Writer's Block! My life sucks! Writer's Block! Yeah, it sucks! Writer's Block! My life sucks! (spoken) Join a band they said, it'll be fun they said. You know what you can do? You can be the vocalist and write down all the words everyone is going to sing along with. But what am I supposed to do when I have a pen and a blank sheet of paper in front of me and I don't know what the hell I'm going to write down? How am I supposed to sell this to you when I don't even know what I'm saying?! Here's a verse on Satan! That'll make 'em smile. The Devil let's them most, keeps them busy for a while. They'll just call it metal, when the horns are up high! Pentagrams and goats! That'll get me by. Look to me for inspiration, pain is all you'll see. A blank sheet of paper where my brain used to be. Writer's Block! Yeah, it sucks! Writer's Block! My life sucks! I got no more words, nothing left to say. Try to tell a story, it all just flies away. I know it should be easy, to scribble something down. But, left to my devices, all I do is frown. Look to me for inspiration, pain is all you'll see. A blank sheet of paper where my brain used to be. Writer's Block! Yeah, it sucks!

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The debut EP from Sin City's own, Slave To Reality!!!

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released April 20, 2017

Produced by: Jammer Roberts and Slave To Reality
Mixed and Mastered by: Jammer Roberts
Recorded at: Jam Man Music Studio in Las Vegas, NV.

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