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No Gods No Loss

by Sterile Jets

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cleocassettra I like a good story like everyone else and I want a good ending and this one is the shit!! Haha good shit.. Favorite track: A Sterile Existence.
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1.
The Arsonist 04:35
i do for the women or, the lack there of i do for the reason of or maybe just because the rolling yellow and orange no more eggshell white no more chartreuse green the fish are being boiled in the tank the second floor is now the first the rolling gray is the soot of my soul the charred black is the hook in my dream i did for the stuff they had or, maybe it's just who i am i did it for the reason of i did it for the fact of...
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she walks in alleyways to see what lies beneath the beauty in the grime he walks in busy streets so all life falls on him the beauty of demise maslow is in my mind her needs are never met no hierarchy to find the truth that's on the edges rain drips from a neon sign he watches and wonders why it's been so dry the light shining off her costumed face makes him think she has the answer cold chill in a place that once was warm maslow is in my mind his needs are never met no hierarchy to find the truth through many filters each layer he pulls back the more she strips away the more he feels alone the sum of her emotions she lets out only to him through the cracks in her frame maslow is in my mind their needs are never met no hierarchy to find the truth as known to no one
3.
the creative act suits you like dying you bought into the machine trust in what you’re buying surrounded by walls deal without trying you are a poisoned rat tortured souls are blinding you do a parasite so well you'd have a great place in hell you burn in defeat blind to being cheated keeping dangerous thoughts boxed up deflated and defeated no master is what you need no gods, no loss go out and bleed fight to keep sane no hope is never lost if you don't burn the flame paralyzed dreams will remain the same or go take the bus and live to fight another day
4.
milk white rose in the baked clay heat falls, a fog chokes the beauty it bends the brain to let it die it's not your right to give it life emo killed the punk rock boy with scores of billy talent songs fashion token come to jesus alleged god to spite all reason wind whips at my face unyielding self reflection of a time when i both found and lost myself drying green vine in the baked clay gives hope that quickly fades away mother's milk won't offer any hope might as well help her hang the rope emo killed the punk rock girl with scores of billy corgan songs fashion token come to jesus alleged god to smite all treason wind whips at my face revealing intersection of the time when i both found and lost you milk white rose in the baked clay heat falls, a fog chokes the beauty mother's milk won't offer any hope might as well help her hang the rope emo killed the punk rock dad with scores of billy armstrong songs fashion token come to jesus alleged god to smite all treason wind whips at my face revealing intersection of the time when i both lost and found you
5.
romantic love is just a chemical reaction that we co opt to suit our own needs in fact, it’s a fine line between that seratonin/oxytocin braingasm and clinically diagnosed insanity but this, this is about a love that’s real!
6.
she's the earth, she's the sea coming back to me my heart is aswoon the sound of her voice leaves me no choice my mind goes boom dreams are on fire left only with desire it has to be soon she's the star of the scene if you know what i mean she's the jewel in the stone she makes my insides scream the light in the night searching for me she shows me the way even in the gloom the light in the room the sun in the day my heart runs wild hopeful smile style now that we're on to stay she gets me high as the sky my head is light as air with her by my side i just quote voltaire “what is history? the lie that everyone agrees on” “it is difficult to free fools from the chains they revere” “you are free, the moment you wish to be” “the comfort of the rich, depends on an abundant supply of the poor” let’s take a ride, on fireside drive
7.
White Satan 05:37
she didn't want white satan all over her body she didn't want white satan to take away we are the ones who took your children we are the ones who have taken your home you know i burn in the sunday your water will not anoint i pray for your blinding eyes i pray for your dying mind you smell like shit i peel your skin you need to say it the lord has made this day and it takes too long i suffer under his caring hand
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i scratch around the surface for something simple to say i know if this gets deeper i'll just push you away walk down a straight tunnel right into your grave it’s weak minded easy to be society's slave every day i cope with the lies spoon-feed me dope to mute my cries give too much rope and i die unencumbered by hope i arise it's the latest fashion her tits rest on your knees that's when you realize you're just spreading disease disease is disaster but it can be contained you seem to forget you’ve got control of your brain every day i cope with the lies spoon-feed me dope to mute my cries give too much rope and i die unencumbered by hope i arise i like a good story just like everyone else but i want a good ending and this one is shit
9.
i'm not here to make you comfortable in fact the opposite is true you live your life like a stylized jesus are you really so obtuse? we're a bunch of racist immigrants let's just face the facts but neither wind nor rain will spoil our love of the noise that fills the cracks trying to find myself in isolation but the game pulls me further away segregated in the land of the free free to toil for those who hate trading freedom for compliance serving those who we detest sterilized synthetic profit centers sow the seeds of our unrest ridicule the science body allegiance to the gods on high forget the past and fuck the future enlightenment is out of style trying to improve my situation but the game suffocates my mind educated in the land of the free free to toe the company line poor can't pay rent cure shelter tent crush discontent fuck one percent trying to expand my mind, with titillation but the game wants to put me away incarcerated in the land of the free free to die, where i lay god circumvent fraud don't consent truth don't repent trump ignorance
10.
Olive Spoil 06:32
i’m in the way i’ll get in the way get out of my way i’ll stay in the way shinning about my way i’m holding time jesus is bleeding fame dead standards underlined some say that’s in vain you should know me by now i’m in the way… i’m a rolling stone you do not want you do not want to get caught she sits there look like wonder i’m pain, your shame cracks in the mirror i can’t count on you anymore

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released May 4, 2017

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Sterile Jets Long Beach, California

Long Beach California's Sterile Jets are intent on confronting the tortured dynamic of modern America with unflinching honesty and an exceptional mash up of rhythm, noise and melody. They draw on elements that include post rock, stoner punk, art punk and old school heavy metal and add a dollop of lyrical inspiration from Beat writers like William S. Burroughs and LA's own Charles Bukowski. ... more

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