Red light Ash One Two No More

Red light Ash One Two No More
(Accompanied by Oh! - Boys Noize)



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masses march on, metronome the robotic shantyman tips and clacks.

ninety degrees walking, every here, every line on the grid conformed realityafter the grumbled voice calls.

Humanity is a graph, a statistic, each value matching, standardizing, imperializing, innovating a square society

brains, scalp, hair teeth, sleep with eyes, zaho notions


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siren beckons different, running from smashingencumbering clones

you take take take i give give, enough is not in your square what is more in my hands

Irony is your life that condemns mine, I disagree "sir"



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Exiled, flee the lines, beaten path destroyed, my eyes see the forest my machete, finding my clearing

The vegetation burns, back now warm, flames licking.

Yes BuT WaiT I as the one who previously stranded

Airplanes = shooting stars, shooting stars = shooting

Can yet we all dig that?



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The birdstars rip the firey ash and spread death and sand, time stops on a metal stomp

Dig, scratch the earth, metal claws driven figurehead number one,metal camera eyes close by mine



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I listen to cats? Or I listen to you? Or I listen to all? I listen to I

mustanotbeen in since the word is noThing

Sleep tight since wakeup time is true. Every night all must close eyes and think above.

Persecute, oppress, smash smash smash me im different, no! I dont believe in grid lines being him being her next door

You smash but I slice, slice and cut through metal like butter, your claws disconnected and oppression fallen scrap heap



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Ash is snow and clones wake up naked, the fire is gone but we breath the smoke

sqaure is not circle but circle is square  



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The squaregodgrid is broken riddles and variety coexists

Paint on yourself, the sun will break the clouds and solidify your person