LYRICS: I see we just can’t let go of the past my friend Alas we’ve alluded to the prelude again Making monsters out of men through our preconditioning I scribe another intro with no ink inside my pen No one’s listening We were conquered through division We chose our suffering Delivered by a boys club we ain’t ever getting in Illusions are only ever what we make of them And we forget that our House of Cards is only paper thin So we blow it back down and again we begin New year new me but we’ve been here before It’s still 1984?

LYRICS: There's blood on the leaves it's autumn  Their brains are like sponges and war is what you taught them  The value of your privacy was once so important  Past tense We speak of back in the day scenes like the past grass was always greener Can you smell it darling? The air was really cleaner We evolved to something meaner delivering subpoenas  To bear witness to our slaughter on a planet sized arena  22 catches just wait until we stumble one  Yesterday’s news cancelling a stumblebum No subjectivity opinions disrespected  Dissected by a temptress who eased us into tense stress Our own pride and passion beats us until we’re senseless  Defenceless in fortress that is fenceless  This climate’s got me snowed in with a handful of technology  With these snoopers in the lobby shady and its frosty  No need to intervene these brats will kill their own economy The right means used wrongfully  The right means used wrongfully  The right means used wrongfully  We woke up and it was still the night before We’ve braved a new world since 1984 We’ve been here before We’ve been here before Trying to make a classic like it’s 1994 USA World Cup we already know the scores We’ve been here before We’ve been here before We've been here before in a Gregorian calendar  Same old grievances just a new manager We’ve been here before We’ve been here before Breaking bail conditions, impeaching politicians  Rioting in prisons, just stop and have a listen  We’ve been here before We’ve been here before Groups of parents stunned and disbelieving have gathered outside the scene of the atrocity For many, the enormity of what has happened is still to sink in I never asked to be here, assumptions blind you  That box in your head completely confined you Cracked travellers codes he said so with bent notes He said son don't be concerned with them folks Meaning every Tom and Dick head and especially Harry To survive in this world there’s a weight you must carry Space time and relevance everything is just a measurement  The description you portray will tell if you never went Barter with it all your soul if you choose to Just keep your distance on that path so no one close will lose you I miss you more Trust issues are real In a field with double agents falsifying deals That appeal to the fearful and dispossessed guests In this constructed mess controlled by the best minds Best of times, worst of times toes in line Mind control symbols can you see the signs? The attack came sooner than most analysts had expected and was launched the pentagon says In response to credible intelligence about the whereabouts of members of the Iraqi leadership We woke up and it was still the night before We’ve braved a new world since 1984 We’ve been here before We’ve been here before Trying to make a classic like it’s 1994 USA World Cup we already know the scores We’ve been here before We’ve been here before We've been here before in a Gregorian calendar  Same old grievances just a new manager We’ve been here before We’ve been here before Breaking bail conditions, impeaching politicians  Rioting in prisons, just stop and have a listen  We’ve been here before We’ve been here before

LYRICS: Fear The spectacle of fearsome acts Somebody steals from me I cut off his hands He offends me I cut out his tongue He rises against me I cut off his head stick it on a pike Raise it high up so all on the streets can see That's what preserves the order of things Fear The apple pie turned to crumble when the locals had a purge They didn’t like change who made our punch taste of turd? An ancestral favourite recipe always crafted so respectfully Until the giant outsiders came and abused their women sexually Take your colonising asses back home You’re all riddled with sin so don’t you dare cast that stone Take those stones put them in a crack pipe and smoke until you’re dead Leave our special leaves and take the coca leaves instead But they didn’t leave they chopped down ancestral trees And brought the natives to their knees until they were no longer free Now there’s blood on the mud and bodies in branches Heads on spikes, the new order has landed The authoritarians decorated the place with black-and-white images Commissioned from Protestant minimalists then concreted villages A war on drugs, a war on your consciousness Human factory farming and tests on your responsiveness Wars fought over turf Lives lost over pieces of dirt Revolutionaries demonised Mother Earth colonised Stolen culture commodified Wars fought over turf Lives lost over pieces of dirt Revolutionaries demonised Mother Earth colonised Stolen culture commodified Modified genes each regime modernised We don’t envy your responsibility said the free folk to their leader As the greys arrived to watch the atom split and be burst Over fragmented lands there is a new unrest amongst the species When the tribes conformed to nations now that’s when they got greedy What if these colonisers get their shit together and make it out to space? And shit in the cosmos’ punchbowl and fuck the entire place? The other dimensional light beings try to reach out to the Free-folk Through the remaining ancient trees the ancient recipe was re-spoke Into existence by rebel splinter cells And the message rippled outwards with the help of some machine elves But when the colonisers decided to kill God is when it really got complicated But to explain that we needed to hire the best painters in the Galaxy to paint it For it cannot be described in words or furthermore a song And the moral of the story is we don’t truly know what’s going on Open your eyes On this plane of existence But just please for Pete‘s sake just keep the punch away from shit cunts Wars fought over turf Lives lost over pieces of dirt Revolutionaries demonised Mother Earth colonised Stolen culture commodified Wars fought over turf Lives lost over pieces of dirt Revolutionaries demonised Mother Earth colonised Stolen culture commodified Modified genes each regime modernised

LYRICS: Agent orange House plants remain as a reminder of the outside The out of tune harp invites us to play something dystopian No opium Just a plastic poppy and a super soaker gun That we choose to fill with past tears to wash away our sins, but Lest we forget Lest we forget Still in debt to our forebears a life in disguise The premise is the demise of a man with no plan Conditioned by our forebears with beliefs that are banned In our inherited scriptures heretic literature is needed To make sense of this heresy in a Q&A the question is the therapy The answer was never meant to be set in stone and left alone We have the freedom to roam And whilst we tread into the unknown We must abstain from blindly following when on that lonely road home Intuition is worth its weight in gold The game is to be told and not resold back to us Yo tengo una pregunta, I have a question señor What is your philosophy on this fucked up situation you’ve been placed in Your day is not wasted if you planned to waste your day But in a haste to waste another’s you finally discovered That Karma fucking hates you and this is why you suffer Sufferer, sufferee, suffer him, suffer me A suffrage, a pilgrimage, a pilgrim is a building which You will build internally from insights on your travels Whether 10 toes on the gravel or perched upon a saddle Hmmm Welcome to the cult We survived the Armageddon by living in a vault Everything is censored so you can not insult Whilst you remain insulted washing wounds with teary salt One phone call away from the relief of this burden Put a good word in for me to ease this uncertainty Would the burden be urgently need of addressing Yes I’m guessing if undigested truths keep blocking my intestines Mid-section stomach knots bad back traps tensing Dopamine hits keeps us investing our time unwisely Said the unwise man who just so happened to know a bit on that subject Subjectivity’s a nuisance said the president After all of his nationalist students started dropping acid And all remained placid during a time of fear and propaganda tactics Drastic measures drastic times Constructed in the minds of some old rich cunts Which stunts are the most entertaining for you Mr Rothschild A goth child turns up to school with an AK To take away another parents meaning in a not an OK way Only one phone call away hey Who bullied the bully and who bullied them Karma’s having an audit until we all make amends And then break friends again repenting sins You’ve been here before in every life you’ve been in Realising the end is the same as the beginning Life’s a game are you winning and at who’s expense Still on the fence about conscious capitalism in a prison our choosing Whatever it takes to stop us from losing Progressions and improvements and the dark side of movements Welcome to the cult

LYRICS: The not knowing of god will bring you closer to god Said someone on a podcast I listened to How odd and skewed is that vision you have on said subjects That subletted knowledge you paid through the nose for What did you hope for? We’re stuck in a dope war with an institution that wants you compliant They don’t really want you close to god just the dogma A who gotcha moment isolated on the sofa Divided watching Oprah with a tub of plant based ice cream Unsustainable palm readings and nervous wrecks Have you heard what’s next? We’re all Hollywood prepped so it’s not unexpected Just watch who’s elected in times of fear Now the end is here there’s no audience for the credits Who made the edits? We should start a subreddit to help spread the news Give the leaders psychedelics it’ll benefit you Don’t forget to rate your trip on trip-advisor And sale your expertise on Fiverr To those who are none the wiser (thick twat) Here we go again snake oil gets a rebrand We only sale what’s on demand and what’s demanded is purpose A self worth that’s worthless through some reverse self help quackery Fictional flattery to recharge the batteries Disney duck tales setting the stage with a heartbroken orphan Waltzing around our self entitled importance Emotions and endorphins triggered in accordance with today’s propaganda Memes made on Canva circulate a chamber Away in a manger no crib for a bed just some crypts for the dead And unread scriptures of shit head emojis and incorrectly deciphered acronyms There’s nothing ancient about what you are practicing More false idols and the lies that we ask of them Whilst basking in a mug shot in pretended paradises Parasite recitals through the platforms of your choosing Well done you’re still losing What the fuck is life What the fuck is this Who the fuck are you Can we make some sense of this What the fuck is life What the fuck is this Who the fuck am I How many fucks should we give What the fuck is life What the fuck is life What the fuck is life What the fuck is life What the fuck is life What the fuck is life What the fuck is life What the fuck is life Yo I’m not sure they got the message I’m trying to count my blessings Study the fluorescence of the common insurrection It ain’t a resurrection steal a rolly for my breakfast And write until I’m left leaving nothing ambidextrous Cancel out the phase when I’m working with the textures Set the bars parallel some people are expectant Spreading at accelerant slowly if it’s relevant Stooping in my element avoiding most the medicine Hear that I’m a veteran long, lost, unknown but malevolent Forever venomous with dissertations worth of evidence I’m sorry for the forest worth of trees I may have desecrated In a no go zone created never celebrated Needs must I breathe disgust in until they discuss this Misaligned minor still needs readjusting Psychological profilers getting flustered At the prospect of delving in my brain like a dustbin What the fuck is life What the fuck is this Who the fuck are you Can we make some sense of this What the fuck is life What the fuck is this Who the fuck am I How many fucks should we give What the fuck is life What the fuck is life What the fuck is life What the fuck is life What the fuck is life What the fuck is life What the fuck is life What the fuck is life Can we make some sense of this? Can we make some sense of this? Can we make some sense of this?

LYRICS: Sitting in envisioning lungs filled up with nicotine it’s sickening Inner voices speaking I can’t avoid them so I’m listening No headspace A dying planet on my shoulder so I’m carrying a dead weight Expressing my voice digitally, on wax or on cassette tapes Acoustically raw feel my passion it’s my best take And that’s all I am offering In this fleeting experience until silence is all I’m fostering As they lay me down to rest and the worms eat my flesh I wonder, how will they measure my success? In silence they reflect on my life here Death bed regrets and wrongs that I never made right here It was an uncomfortable silence in those years we never spoke It was simply the wrong note to end it on Sorry Without meaning we die slowly Dying old and lonely singing Hello darkness my old friend I’ve come to talk with you again Time to break the silence Let us break the silence It's that House Of Pain scream damn right I daydream  But reality is tears rubbed in like face cream  Middle fingers in the sky screaming fuck you nice try No time for a world that pies a nice guy  The removal of nuance Don’t give a fuck for your wants or your dreams or your passions Rationing our spirits for those who want to hear it Whilst skeptical of those that are trying to get near it But in the face of tyranny our silence was a lie We must not remain silent even when we die Drunk words, sober thoughts all portrayed in the arts Dark parts and silent moments until death do us part There is no ease in this nostalgia Picking up the pieces from a distance I wish that I could hold ya Find comfort in the dark, find comfort in the silence Stand up tall and don’t be frightened Be enlightened Hello darkness my old friend I’ve come to talk with you again Time to break the silence Let us break the silence

LYRICS: Look The town crier bellows here ye, here ye To some conscious pixels in an emergence theory The town was painted red so we couldn’t see clearly How the nationalists mind state cost their nation dearly Dark and eerie grayscale and dreary  Pixelated souls eyes painted teary On the road to Wigan pier somewhere I lost my sincerity  On a spiritual path with a shadow that scares me  A terror filled landscape where hell exists in heaven  The construct of thought deconstructed as a weapon Televised aggression we haven’t yet created seconds  So we filmed the end first so our futures influence the present  Mind fuck lessons A motionless procession All filmed in frames and then scattered through dimensions  Where’s my fucking marbles? The DeLorean is revving  In the fast lane fucked not knowing where we’re heading I lost my my shit in the pit holding sands of time Trying to craft a life of mine With these 2 grubby hands of mine We’re just building illusions (yes) Being human is confusing I lost my grip in the midst of a mountain climb Doubting my spirit all day we’re just counting time We’re living an illusion Being human is confusing I feel the pressure building up in my brain again Money makes me insane jump from planes to kill my Bane Don’t shoot I’m para own worst enemy see the fruit it’s sour I eat the truth devour Woo I’m on this you can’t play ‘cause you off the topic I make my way bruv you couldn’t stop it Rah see the world is nothing more than mad I try to make it like the money put it in a bag Aah I get confused in my latest mood It’s like I’m staring at them boobs and she’s taking nudes Staring at my situation getting impatient Lost nation broken from information People dwell on the world nothing more than hell Reflections of yourself drowning in that wishing well I wish you well in a world where your hearts breaking Dark taking my soul bruv it’s hard making I lost my my shit in the pit holding sands of time Trying to craft a life of mine With these 2 grubby hands of mine We’re just building illusions Being human is confusing I lost my grip in the midst of a mountain climb Doubting my spirit all day we’re just counting time We’re living an illusion Being human is confusing

LYRICS: (I don’t know where) You can walk an off piste path with an off key past You can screenshot the present but that thought won’t last Seconds turn to minutes and minutes turn to hours Questioning reality and if it’s really ours Where did the time go? Where did the time go? (Gosh) Where did the time go? Where did the time go? Sniffed up on a school night like everything is alright We snapped the steering lock and sped off on your bike It was 2003 in a stolen Metro with _______ With enough alcohol in us to intoxicate a family His uncle said “you’ve got one life to live be sure you don’t waste it This lifestyles not for you but I guess life is what you make it” It’s funny how this little chats can have such an impact I’ve mingled with all classes posh twats and grim cats Been in flats with crack smoke they’re kids are in the next room Been in mansions with daddies girls sniffing off a ket spoon And what I’ve learned from this is all class is irrelevant Guys in posh suits act as fraudsters committing embezzlement Guys dressed in tracksuits rummaging through your possessions  All slaves to a currency of bank crashes and recessions The rise of the Empire, the return of the Jedi Revelations in the middle east and people praying to a dead guy You can walk an off piste path with an off key past You can screenshot the present but that thought won’t last Seconds turn to minutes and minutes turn to hours Questioning reality and if it’s really ours Where did the time go? Where did the time go? (Gosh) Where did the time go? (Look) Where did the time go? I wasted time now time doth waste me Said William Shakespeare regurgitated by me  I keep calling Jesus but the voicemails are mounting James the just or Paul like what am I amounting to Socially distanced and anxious of making an outing The devils outside and that cunt keeps shouting If you get rich too quick then quickly you will lose it  He told me “I once held socialist views” Then questioned “Do you know what no focus will do?  You’ll gaze at the distance and soak up no views” Judge me on my talent, make your malevolence apparent  Shallow Hal’s hell we fell for an egotistical imbalance of A.I. Frankensteins, Designer babies, cured cancers  Big pharma, big tech, big egos, big chancers  All work by human hands eventually turns to dust As we watch it pour in an hour glass until our times up You can walk an off piste path with an off key past You can screenshot the present but that thought won’t last Seconds turn to minutes and minutes turn to hours Questioning reality and if it’s really ours Where did the time go? Where did the time go? (Gosh) Where did the time go? (I don’t know where) Where did the time go?

LYRICS: It’s crazy how formulaic it is How obvious it’s become and I don’t know I still I don’t understand why people Who are trapped in that can’t see it at this point They know that there’s probably like a good five issues Five main top issues I would say for each group And they just keep recycling one after the other Meritocracy Habituated ass holes Class goals You can catch me in a cave with some pastels Art on a damp wall Rags and a candle Cherishing the moment Stamped on a mantel Exploring the past for answers that was written by the ruling class A gruelling task for chancers romancing with the loosest facts Are you a left-wing authoritarian (No) Or a left-wing libertarian (Yes) On the contrary said the contrarian I am whatever you are not (Fuck off) Let’s disagree for disagreement sakes Stop leaning all your freedom stakes On the steps of these Demons gates ‘Cause those fuckers will nick them You can pick them out the picket line the potential future tyrants Those sly cunts will never sneak past you though Or at least you thought so Until you caught no tyrants in your net Protect ya neck Triple threat with three sixes In these ditches We carried our fellow freedom fighters to the remaining good witches For stitches and herbal medicine Because we were no longer welcome in a state run residence Universal healthcare that’s un-universal for the non-compliant Lady Liberty and Tony the tyrant head-to-head until one of them is dead And later replaced by someone just as great Depending on what side of the plate you eat your steak from We lead down on the concrete trying to rest our heads And dreamt of a re-connection with nature Until the pavement said that she was dead when we woke up Is it still 1984? This year is never ending Never ending story We miss the stories from before the nothingness ruled our unimaginative brains And left plain Janes everywhere now everywhere’s the same One big monoculture led by a hollow vulture Sorrow sulkers are not tolerated here Pass me a beer It’s almost like a wheel on a crank or like a Price Is Right game They just keep spinning the wheel and go to the next one And then they go to the other side and make them really freaked out and upset about something And then the other person, the other side goes hey you guys are jerks for getting upset about that Then they turn the wheel another crank and it’s all flipped the dynamic is flipped Then the other side says I can’t believe you’re upset about that you know Open up a can pour it down my gut Walking in the rain I don’t give a fuck I’m above it now I’ve been underground Ride a thundercloud to another town I’m in search of something new Every version is unoriginal Everybody is someone else Every person is up for sale Where I work on building sites Tory working class this is life Hate the left get it right They took our jobs you wanna fight? I make music creative types See most of us hate the right It’s in our nature I understand But they are us dealt a different hand I try very hard not to read too deep Into surfaces I can see beneath You are not caricatures They’re drawing lines to divide us all This is not a call to arms It’s a production we almost dance Things are bad can’t you tell All hope is lost welcome to hell I sip my can and look around We almost fend for ourselves It’s ascertained and I swallow that I followed you now follow back ‘Cause what we have within our guts Is something sacred something just We’ve gone beyond a place of trust But from now on don’t be a cunt

LYRICS: The world keeps spinning out my window The world keeps spinning out my window Look One, two The world keeps spinning out my window The world keeps spinning out my window Your morality is based on reward I brought words to a sword fight and carved a rapport Wisdom whispered through brothels an Empire has been toppled The roads were decaying but we still drove full of throttle Fucking potholes We cast blame on that pothole Shall we blame that last pothole or that life living motto Throw caution to the wind was rescinded within Once we murdered our chances to make amends with our kin (Sorry) Stress made us thin but we must bear and grin With the world on our shoulders with boulders of sin And oceans of tears with depths that are feared By the darkest of creatures who eagerly peer Into the distance with nothing but foresight and angst Do you consume without thanks? Asked the fat cat with a twat on his lap In that same little brothel that wisdom once passed through The world keeps spinning out my window The world keeps spinning out my window Yes Gimson The world keeps spinning out my window The world keeps spinning out my window The world keeps spinning out my window Yeah the world keeps spinning in the world we live in Dimming darkened with the more that we sinning The more that we printing the more that we binging Drinking Netflix yes the more that we sinking Like the Titanic or just like addicts Obsessed with injecting ourselves into the screens Until the minds static Fuzzy like them televisions that tell your vision Nonsense to the subconscious stop the selves splitting Death to your own thoughts a brain now that never works You limp dick can’t pleasure her ‘Cause you’re glued in the Metaverse (Mad) Dumbest shit I’ve ever heard Virtual insanity it ain’t reality You can’t touch a soul or plant a tree So how can it be? The next step in evolution is stupid Learning nothing from the movies Waiting for a move like Umbrella Corp or Skynet Judgement Day next odds are three to one on Sky Bet The world keeps spinning out my window The world keeps spinning out my window The world keeps spinning out my window The world keeps spinning out my window The world keeps spinning out my window In the midst of a crisis the wise man advises To step the fuck back and sip the wine of Dionysus Masterfully crafting a world full of sunshine and rain Both comfort and pain She held the hand of a dead man no bed stand just red sand Undeniably susceptible to grief and regret Fears scream loudly each day in our ears The soft whispers aren’t clear we cannot quite hear Whispers of prosperity, bravery and impact Bubble wrapped princes keep their innocence intact But it exasperates the pain when melted snowflakes find the drain From the clouds to the underworld where the toxins remain Like a grain in the sands of time each holds importance In accordance with the witnesses and the mediums they recorded on Scriptures and lineage cogs and the guinea pigs What really gets whispered is that watered down realest shit The world keeps spinning out my window The world keeps spinning out my window The world keeps spinning out my window The world keeps spinning out my window The world keeps spinning out my window

LYRICS: Overlord Of course Of course Of course we’re enlightened We are light beings Just pull down the mask son Never Easier said than done when desires mask needs And the truth is unsung Overlord We met with Edward Bernays in a maze of mass consumption To tame the beasts that we are without the need of a truncheon  Crowded nations, controlled by public relations  Propaganda in peace time, podcasts and functions Premeditated assumptions discussions at lunch time As I conform to your normality whilst sipping on plush wine In Trafalgar Square amongst statues of mass murderers Truth dodging hurdlers the anxious lives of worriers  Awarding Nobel peace prizes for committing genocides  There is a human somewhere behind that ideology  There is a human somewhere behind that chest beating  Life’s fleeting moments you’ll be a long time sleeping  See time is a great teacher but kills all its students  And time will only tell if you picked the right movement It read life’s so cheap on the invoice from the lawyer  A toxic cocktail of pride and paranoia They feed on unfit minds and fill our prisons with childhood trauma  Institutionalism both comforting and awkward  We’re all cursed to share the damaged vision of god Poor sods never satisfied with anything we've got Primitive forces embedded in our structures Strive for mindfulness and other self help buzz words Anti-fragile they curse you but words won’t hurt you When you’re fucked up and drunk on poetry and virtue But yo they got to be accepted The what The life is hectic The life is hectic But yo they got to be accepted The what The life is hectic The life is hectic We murdered the wise old oak tree for aesthetic purposes  For the sake of your mansion the villagers were burdened with No acorns this winter  Rationing the maggots to share them out at dinner  Too famished to riot on a below average diet  Miseducated kids you cannot learn if you can’t buy it  Pareto distribution cake manifest a chance to slice it  And gorge on that gluttony and escape a life of drudgery  Shovelling shit in a puddle of piss  What kind of cuddle of this? It’s you a headlock you prick  My 6 million year old grandmother was yours too  Now you’re a chimp at the zoo and I’m a human without a clue  Compartmentalised mental guys  The orders that are used to rule our minds That were made up in our minds in the first place What the fuck mate  We mastered predators and pandemics And though we’re far from angelic There was good in us all but it was the darkness we relished  Alienated neighbours, self centred creatures  Fitting in by touching up your less than perfect features  You’re zombified, robotic is more appropriate  But never will you belong in their Aquarian utopia  You’re an opiate disguising as an upper  An undercover, subharmonic dwelling motherfucker  Floating in a square wave, the Mandela effect  Eve and a forbidden pear shaped fruit  That got deleted later when she wasn’t feeling cute Shooting down questions fearfully projecting The overlords suggestions not bounded by dimensions But yo they got to be accepted The what The life is hectic The life is hectic But yo they got to be accepted The what The life is hectic The life is hectic The life is hectic The life is hectic The life is hectic The life is hectic

LYRICS: Sitting in envisioning lungs filled up with nicotine it’s sickening Inner voices speaking I can’t avoid them so I’m listening No headspace A dying planet on my shoulder so I’m carrying a dead weight Expressing my voice digitally, on wax or on cassette tapes Acoustically raw feel my passion it’s my best take And that’s all I am offering In this fleeting experience until silence is all I’m fostering As they lay me down to rest and the worms eat my flesh I wonder, how will they measure my success? In silence they reflect on my life here Death bed regrets and wrongs that I never made right here It was an uncomfortable silence in those years we never spoke It was simply the wrong note to end it on Sorry Without meaning we die slowly Dying old and lonely singing Hello darkness my old friend I’ve come to talk with you again Time to break the silence Let us break the silence It's that House Of Pain scream damn right I daydream  But reality is tears rubbed in like face cream  Middle fingers in the sky screaming fuck you nice try No time for a world that pies a nice guy  The removal of nuance Don’t give a fuck for your wants or your dreams or your passions Rationing our spirits for those who want to hear it Whilst skeptical of those that are trying to get near it But in the face of tyranny our silence was a lie We must not remain silent even when we die Drunk words, sober thoughts all portrayed in the arts Dark parts and silent moments until death do us part There is no ease in this nostalgia Picking up the pieces from a distance I wish that I could hold ya Find comfort in the dark, find comfort in the silence Stand up tall and don’t be frightened Be enlightened Hello darkness my old friend I’ve come to talk with you again Time to break the silence Let us break the silence