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Binch Harmonics

by Hydrazine

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1.
The law of the land says we're the same but that's clearly not the case Especially since that law is an embarrassing disgrace They line the streets Standing tall in their unsenescence When we fail, they laugh When they fail, we suffer You'll outlive Everyone in the room And you expect me to take responsibility?
2.
Deadeyes 00:49
There is a woman who we call Deadeyes Some say she's merely vacant, some say she's dead inside Ask her to do anything you want her to do Her glassy stare won't waver but she'll go along with you Seeking someone who truly cares for her She'll do anything for your pleasure The cycle of abuse continues on again As you use her and abandon her like all the other men The person who was there retreats inside some more She can hardly feel a thing, at least not anymore So sick of the abuse and being called a whore So sick of being used, so sick of being someone's "score" Ashamed of who she is She goes out once again to seek someone who's really different But it always end the same, she's used and thrown away A product of abuse and oppression throughout her whole existence She's thrown into the deep end, left to her own subsistence
3.
Our mascot Clarence Mysterious disappearance At our second show he was last seen on June 21, 2019 Among persons of interest he measured in the inches Eyes green and serpentine He vanished from the scene Look away for one sludge metal song And suddenly our dear drummer is gone Last seen near two vapers His probable capers Could you be any sicker? You jack our fucking mascot But not my hydroflask or a sticker Ask others what they've seen Knowing we're running out of time Look at us like we're crazy As we explain this brazen crime Dear thieves I hope your situation worsens He keeps needles on his person I hope that while he's missing He blast beats you into submission I hope you regret your revolting heist After his kvlt poltergeist You underestimated the worth The danger, the cunning of the diciest drummer on Earth This grim and frostbitten foundling Can adapt to his surroundings One day evidence of a struggle One second your guard was remiss Find his way back to our practice space And be like, "Hey y'all, what'd I miss?" This grindcore gargoyle Perched atop the amp head He always had our back But we didn't have his Didn't steal our imagination Only its dear vessel we can rebuild him but never replace him
4.
Assisted Suicide (Lyrics by Sine) Put the needle in the vein To take away the pain But the pain comes back with a vengeance What once was an escape Becomes your own personal hell Destroying your body, controlling your mind You're now a husk of a person A terminal disease if you don't break free And regain control of your life And yet your peers push you further Into the spiral of decay If the law finds out you'll be put away Brushed underneath the rug Neglected and left to fester Assumed of guilt for being a victim A disease spun as a personal flaw You hold the gun up to your head And we will gladly pull the trigger
5.
N+1 00:34
The line for fascism's dick is going out the door Passing time with flagellation in the name of the forever war Support our troops or else Gunfire's eternal hum On enemy lines Diluting white phosphorous with cum Drone strikes and civilian deaths Is their equivalent of alms The only milf that turns them on is the mother of all bombs
6.
March up to Rob Portman's office Hope to catch him unprepared Pose as a security guard And march up to that fucker's desk Smash, smash, smash through the window Crash, crash, crash to the ground Break every bone in his body If he's alive, bring him back for more No more candlelight vigil Voting ain't enough anymore No more peaceful gatherings Next time you'll find us at your door
7.
Well are you happy? Look what you've done A future co-opted Now there's no longer one First the northern oppressors came for the beasts Then desperate locals did, for fools from the east Greed and senseless brutality Falsehoods aroused reality It's meaningless now, another lesson ignored What's the next species that'll die to our horde? Swallow your hair and eat all your nails At least you could've died while the rhinos prevailed Poison your tonic just barely enough You drop to the floor with your keratinous cup Hack your face off without recompense Consuming my harvest minus evidence I'll snort your face off, stimulating every sense It's time to ascend, higher plane of existence Things are so peaceful there, no poaching, war, famine, or stress Greeted by ol' Sudan here, playing a thylacine in chess
8.
I cannot care about what I cannot see I don't know your plight, how does it affect me? We shield you from the public eye Leave you in the cold to die Isn't it better we put you in jail? A warm place to sleep 'til your trial or bail And no one has to know You've got no place to go Arm rests on park benches Spikes on the buildings Carefully engineered to make you disappear It's not discrimination Even the rich can't sleep under a bridge But now you're shoved into the margins With no place you can exist The people cannot see you Or else they will be pissed And in the dark of winter night 4 homeless people are dead Laying outside a vacant home Where no one can rest their head We're all very sad The ones who even know Who passed by the local news Looking for their favorite show
9.
Jingoistic jizz poured forth on pages of prose Lapped up by an unthinking public Absorbed in the minds of legions of dudebros A culture of violence and hate A culture of obedient slaves Bred from the cradle by video games Promoting our heroes, promoting our chains The lines on the page distract from the bread lines No pension to end your miserable lives At least there's an enemy just out of sight For our heroes in green to go out and fight President CIA's culture of lies Fuck Jack Ryan, I hope he dies
10.
Every day I always see your cracked mug on TV Cause you seem to have a knack for fucking up repeatedly Time to spew your shit Never with a consequence Just another day Many more fuck ups on the way No matter the occasion, something is amiss These public humiliations are lacking in bloodiness One more time with bleeding It's what we all are needing Your empty speech is lacking edge Televise your hemorrhage Another day, another gaffe But not a reason to go and laugh Public disgrace number one Shame by proxy, you have none Pin the blame and carry one Your sponsors tell you, "Job well done!" How long has it been with no common sense? We need some gore with your incompetence One more time with bleeding It's what we all are needing How many years do we have left? Get on the air and bleed to death
11.
Whose Salvation? (Lyrics by Eve) One moment Santa's a lawful good humanitarian The next he's a washed up Korea vet asking for extra hash browns With alleged ties to the Salvation Army You say the help outweighs the hurt, ultimately a good thing But I'm filled with disgust when I hear that bell ring Raking it in With hate as their mission Relying on Name recognition Not backing and army that'd want to harm me Or prefer I don't exist and just dissipate Plenty of better places to enlist and donate They don't own up to their hate and bigotry They tiptoe around it to make more money Just like they tiptoe around the corpses of queer folks they let freeze to death Finally say fuck it and spit in your bucket Yes we know you're dreaming of a white Christmas New Years', Easter, and future It's as clear as the North Star, screaming like a snowy screen As a black Santa climbs out of a TV Those carollers outside sure do sound angry but it's all dog barks to me
12.
We're gonna be here a while Pass the ethanol And call... The UFD, FDA, NCBI, and LISK
13.
Sex Machine 01:27
Prime directive to reproduce An inbuilt imperative They can't help how they're made Or what actions they take Boys will be boys So they say Best not get in their way What, that can't be rape Every boy does that You've got no right to complain A vile programming through cultural decree A sex machine is not what men are really meant to be Cast off the cold hard surface molded by society You're not entitled to have sex but you deserve to be free
14.
Bring it back
15.
Life?! 00:58
If life is so great, why does everyone I love want it to be over? I guess music can only save you for so long What a tragedy, you'll say We'll always remember this day And you wipe your hands of the event As you continue to bleed us dry No matter if we have to die in your endless search for power and wealth It's you and us, a fight to the death, and I won't do your dirty work Better to lose with dignity than concede before all's said and done A better world is possible, I know it must be I'll be around to build it if not to see
16.
Fixed rate and direction The lamest technicality No chance for correction Locomotive temporality Fused to the tracks Infinite power Exits welded shut More weight every hour Backloaded caboose Placebo pull-cords Simply no use Behind us had its ups and downs And I'm sure ahead will be the same But seeing all those pitch black clouds makes me wanna turn back the way we came Where's the dinosaurs Where's the democracy Where's the mulligan Where's the habitability Where's the happiness Where's the blue sky Stuck here watching temporal paint dry Stuck here watching temporal paint dry

about

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released February 26, 2021

Vocals by Eve
Guitar and drums programming by Sine
Mixed and mastered by Wes Meadows

LYRICS:

Corporate Immortality (Lyrics by Eve)
The law of the land says we're the same but that's clearly not the case
Especially since that law is an embarrassing disgrace
They line the streets
Standing tall in their unsenescence
When we fail, they laugh
When they fail, we suffer
You'll outlive Everyone in the room
And you expect me to take responsibility?
---
Deadeyes (Lyrics by Sine)
There is a woman who we call Deadeyes
Some say she's merely vacant, some say she's dead inside
Ask her to do anything you want her to do
Her glassy stare won't waver but she'll go along with you
Seeking someone who truly cares for her
She'll do anything for your pleasure
The cycle of abuse continues on again
As you use her and abandon her like all the other men
The person who was there retreats inside some more
She can hardly feel a thing, at least not anymore
So sick of the abuse and being called a whore
So sick of being used, so sick of being someone's "score"
Ashamed of who she is
She goes out once again to seek someone who's really different
But it always end the same, she's used and thrown away
A product of abuse and oppression throughout her whole existence
She's thrown into the deep end, left to her own subsistence
----
Eternally Damned Footsoldier of the Cubic Ossuary (A Bone to Pick) (Lyrics by Eve)
Our mascot Clarence
Mysterious disappearance
At our second show he was last seen
on June 21, 2019
Among persons of interest he measured in the inches
Eyes green and serpentine
He vanished from the scene
Look away for one sludge metal song
And suddenly our dear drummer is gone
Last seen near two vapers
His probable capers
Could you be any sicker?
You jack our fucking mascot
But not my hydroflask or a sticker
Ask others what they've seen
Knowing we're running out of time
Look at us like we're crazy
As we explain this brazen crime
Dear thieves
I hope your situation worsens
He keeps needles on his person
I hope that while he's missing
He blast beats you into submission
I hope you regret your revolting heist
After his kvlt poltergeist
You underestimated the worth
The danger, the cunning of the diciest drummer on Earth
This grim and frostbitten foundling
Can adapt to his surroundings
One day evidence of a struggle
One second your guard was remiss
Find his way back to our practice space
And be like, "Hey y'all, what'd I miss?"
This grindcore gargoyle
Perched atop the amp head
He always had our back
But we didn't have his
Didn't steal our imagination
Only its dear vessel
we can rebuild him but never replace him
---
Assisted Suicide (Lyrics by Sine)
Put the needle in the vein
To take away the pain
But the pain comes back with a vengeance
What once was an escape
Becomes your own personal hell
Destroying your body, controlling your mind
You're now a husk of a person
A terminal disease if you don't break free
And regain control of your life
And yet your peers push you further
Into the spiral of decay
If the law finds out you'll be put away
Brushed underneath the rug
Neglected and left to fester
Assumed of guilt for being a victim
A disease spun as a personal flaw
You hold the gun up to your head
And we will gladly pull the trigger
---
N+1 (Lyrics by Eve)
The line for fascism's dick is going out the door
Passing time with flagellation in the name of the forever war
Support our troops or else
Gunfire's eternal hum
On enemy lines
Diluting white phosphorous with cum
Drone strikes and civilian deaths
Is their equivalent of alms
The only milf that turns them on is the mother of all bombs
---
Defenestrate Your Senator (Lyrics by Sine)
March up to Rob Portman's office
Hope to catch him unprepared
Pose as a security guard
And march up to that fucker's desk
Smash, smash, smash through the window
Crash, crash, crash to the ground
Break every bone in his body
If he's alive, bring him back for more
No more candlelight vigil
Voting ain't enough anymore
No more peaceful gatherings
Next time you'll find us at your door
---
Functionally Extinct (Lyrics by Eve)
Well are you happy?
Look what you've done
A future co-opted
Now there's no longer one
First the northern oppressors came for the beasts
Then desperate locals did, for fools from the east
Greed and senseless brutality
Falsehoods aroused reality
It's meaningless now, another lesson ignored
What's the next species that'll die to our horde?
Swallow your hair and eat all your nails
At least you could've died while the rhinos prevailed
Poison your tonic just barely enough
You drop to the floor with your keratinous cup
Hack your face off without recompense
Consuming my harvest minus evidence
I'll snort your face off, stimulating every sense
It's time to ascend, higher plane of existence
Things are so peaceful there, no poaching, war, famine, or stress
Greeted by ol' Sudan here, playing a thylacine in chess
---
Hostile Architecture (Lyrics by Sine)
I cannot care about what I cannot see
I don't know your plight, how does it affect me?
We shield you from the public eye
Leave you in the cold to die
Isn't it better we put you in jail?
A warm place to sleep 'til your trial or bail
And no one has to know
You've got no place to go
Arm rests on park benches
Spikes on the buildings
Carefully engineered to make you disappear
It's not discrimination
Even the rich can't sleep under a bridge
But now you're shoved into the margins
With no place you can exist
The people cannot see you
Or else they will be pissed
And in the dark of winter night
4 homeless people are dead
Laying outside a vacant home
Where no one can rest their head
We're all very sad
The ones who even know
Who passed by the local news
Looking for their favorite show
---
Tom Clancy's Rainbow 69 (Lyrics by Sine)
Jingoistic jizz poured forth on pages of prose
Lapped up by an unthinking public
Absorbed in the minds of legions of dudebros
A culture of violence and hate
A culture of obedient slaves
Bred from the cradle by video games
Promoting our heroes, promoting our chains
The lines on the page distract from the bread lines
No pension to end your miserable lives
At least there's an enemy just out of sight
For our heroes in green to go out and fight
President CIA's culture of lies
Fuck Jack Ryan, I hope he dies
---
One More Time With Bleeding (Lyrics by Eve)
Every day I always see your cracked mug on TV
Cause you seem to have a knack for fucking up repeatedly
Time to spew your shit
Never with a consequence
Just another day
Many more fuck ups on the way
No matter the occasion, something is amiss
These public humiliations are lacking in bloodiness
One more time with bleeding
It's what we all are needing
Your empty speech is lacking edge
Televise your hemorrhage
Another day, another gaffe
But not a reason to go and laugh
Public disgrace number one
Shame by proxy, you have none
Pin the blame and carry one
Your sponsors tell you, "Job well done!"
How long has it been with no common sense?
We need some gore with your incompetence
One more time with bleeding
It's what we all are needing
How many years do we have left?
Get on the air and bleed to death
---
Whose Salvation? (Lyrics by Eve)
One moment Santa's a lawful good humanitarian
The next he's a washed up Korea vet asking for extra hash browns
With alleged ties to the Salvation Army
You say the help outweighs the hurt, ultimately a good thing
But I'm filled with disgust when I hear that bell ring
Raking it in
With hate as their mission
Relying on
Name recognition
Not backing and army that'd want to harm me
Or prefer I don't exist and just dissipate
Plenty of better places to enlist and donate
They don't own up to their hate and bigotry
They tiptoe around it to make more money
Just like they tiptoe around the corpses of queer folks they let freeze to death
Finally say fuck it and spit in your bucket
Yes we know you're dreaming of a white Christmas
New Years', Easter, and future
It's as clear as the North Star, screaming like a snowy screen
As a black Santa climbs out of a TV
Those carollers outside sure do sound angry but it's all dog barks to me
---
Genome Reveal Party (Lyrics by Eve)
We're gonna be here a while
Pass the ethanol
And call...
The UFD, FDA, NCBI, and LISK
---
Sex Machine (Lyrics by Sine)
Prime directive to reproduce
An inbuilt imperative
They can't help how they're made
Or what actions they take
Boys will be boys
So they say
Best not get in their way
What, that can't be rape
Every boy does that
You've got no right to complain
A vile programming through cultural decree
A sex machine is not what men are really meant to be
Cast off the cold hard surface molded by society
You're not entitled to have sex but you deserve to be free
---
Propaganda of the Deed (Lyrics by Sine)
Bring it back
---
Life?! (Lyrics by Sine)
If life is so great, why does everyone I love want it to be over?
I guess music can only save you for so long
What a tragedy, you'll say
We'll always remember this day
And you wipe your hands of the event
As you continue to bleed us dry
No matter if we have to die in your endless search for power and wealth
It's you and us, a fight to the death, and I won't do your dirty work
Better to lose with dignity than concede before all's said and done
A better world is possible, I know it must be
I'll be around to build it if not to see
---
Passive Time Travel (Lyrics by Eve)
Fixed rate and direction
The lamest technicality
No chance for correction
Locomotive temporality
Fused to the tracks
Infinite power
Exits welded shut
More weight every hour
Backloaded caboose
Placebo pull-cords
Simply no use
Behind us had its ups and downs
And I'm sure ahead will be the same
But seeing all those pitch black clouds makes me wanna turn back the way we came
Where's the dinosaurs
Where's the democracy
Where's the mulligan
Where's the habitability
Where's the happiness
Where's the blue sky
Stuck here watching temporal paint dry
Stuck here watching temporal paint dry

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