Autocracy EP

by Vorian

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04:04
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03:25

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released 20 July 2012

Tracks 1 to 3 written, recorded, produced, mixed and mastered by Oliver Vorian Wang

Track 4 written, produced, mixed and mastered by Oliver Vorian Wang, recorded by Oliver Vorian Wang and Lawrence Hoo Kai

Track 5 written, produced, mixed and mastered by Oliver Vorian Wang, recorded by Oliver Vorian Wang, Melvin Cyril and Nick Chua

All instruments on tracks 1 to 4 by Oliver Vorian Wang

Guitars, bass and lead vocals on track 5 by Oliver Vorian Wang

Drums on track 5 by Glene Kan

Backing vocals on track 5 by Melvin Cyril and Nick Chua

Cover artwork by Rachel Forday

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Track Name: DLB
Abandoned by the agency meant to house them
Forced to pitch up tents, violating ordinances
Tossed into jail for living with no roof over them
Nobody knows their names, none of them have faces

Sharing neither religion, nor race, nor creed
Only the sense of a part of a growing breed
Sleeping in a tent on public parkland
Things like this were not known to Ayn Rand

Waking up at night in a torrent of water
It is just useless to call the plumber
There's nothing you can do to stop the flow
Singapore rains pretty hard, if you didn't know
Track Name: Controllers
On and on in print, paper is inked with various writings
On and on in cyberspace, servers fill with gossip
On and on, the powers thrive on, incessant, hungry, driving
On and on, the market carries on, controller of thou lips

Information, communication, interconnected human race
Potentials for human enlightenment gradually gone to waste
Business models, market projections, we need a pretty face
Tabloids, newspapers, entertainment, make it all from a formulaic paste

Keep them ignorant, keep them naive, keep them sucking on our tits
Tell them what they want to hear, preserve the profit margins
Give them idols to worship to, and demons to give them fits
subdue their higher reasoning skills and pound their heads with doctrine

Fill their heads with pride
Willingly they'll comply
Blinded, they'll be tame
Safeguard the cash supply
We must squeeze this resource
Sold their sounds, no remorse
Expand operations
Dominate the nation

On and on in print, paper is inked with various writings
On and on in cyberspace, servers fill with gossip
On and on, the powers thrive on, incessant, hungry, driving
On and on, the market carries on, controller of thou lips
Track Name: Bend/Break/Bleed
Dead lie the dreams of the communist hegemony
This island nation they shall not take
Put into cold store for our own economy
Barriers to development they shall not make

Dead lie the dreams of the partisan and people
The hopes of a free nation left in dust
Though our cause and purpose was just and noble
Their acid has turned our iron into rust

Can we control all their lives?
Can we bend and break their will?
Can we preserve our power?
Can we bleed their will dry?

Must they control all our lives?
Must they bend and break our will?
Must they preserve their power?
Must they bleed our will dry?

Foolishly testing the nature of the beast
With harmless actions and harmless words
They swarm like gnats above our heads
But the country carries on as our herd

For justice we rise, for justice we pay
Incarcerate me thou may
But those who act as our witness know
That your tyranny we shall overthrow

How shall we pacify dissent?
Can we bend and break their will?
Can we preserve the status quo?
How shall we bleed their will dry?

Why must they pacify dissent?
Must they bend and break our will?
Must they preserve the status quo?
Why must they bleed our will dry?

Dead lie the dreams of the communist hegemony
This island nation they shall not take
Put into cold store for our own economy
Barriers to development they shall not make

Dead lie the dreams of the partisan and people
The hopes of a free nation left in dust
Though our cause and purpose was just and noble
Their acid has turned our iron into rust
Track Name: A Deflagration of Wings
Ice sits on the launch pad, coating surfaces and dials
The joints of the solid fuel boosters frozen open and wide
Rubber seals, normally pliant, rendered rigid by the cold
Very high risk of failure which engineers foretold

"It's only a space truck" quipped the voice of the bureaucrat
Under the shadow of profitability, nobody could say no
"take off your engineering hat and put on your management hat"
Under blistering cold and bad weather, the launch was a "go"

Crew compartment tumbles up 20 kilometers high
Free-falling towards the sea at 333 clicks an hour, death is nigh
Track Name: D.U.C.K.
Same shit, different day, same as everybody's loss
Boring fucking job with a stupid fucking boss
You can't give a shit how much tablet PCs cost

Acting real psychic, playing with your spoon
Nobody is watching because you got your own room
Some smart dick has his dick out ready for some poon(tang)

Everybody present don't even seem to give a fuck
Ice Cream with a cherry on top would be a gratifying suck
Even when he stuffs her bunghole with a yellow rubber duck

Oh shit boss is walking over and you just lost your Gift of Gab
"OI OI OI I was gonna borrow some turpentine, just a little dab
But what the fuck is she eating and what the fuck is in that cap?"

Bosses to the left, Colleagues to the right
Stuck right here for the whole fucking day, bored right out of your mind
Inbox to the left, Outbox to the right
Dry dead sperm cements it all together nice and tight
Bosses to the left, Colleagues to the right
Supervisor just caught you jizzing all over your desk
Inbox to the left, Outbox to the right
You'll be sacked by the end of the day, what else did you expect?

You stare at her, she stares at you, both not making a move
Cold grey pits stare into your soul while your earbuds play a groove
So totally fired until you can find a worth to prove

Bathing in your own ballsweat you stammer out a plea
"Can I go to the toilet now? I really need to pee."
Supervisor lashes out a line that you couldn't forsee

"I said it sucks, that's just so pedestrian."
"Holy shit, you fucking meant it the first time."
"Like duh, what do you think I do with Faelian?"
"I bet you're also coked up by nine."

What a perverted deviant harpy that you're working for
Who would've fucking known a prude was so goddamn hardcore
But that totally explains the way she walks every morn

Bosses to the left, Colleagues to the right
Stuck right here for the whole fucking day, bored right out of your mind
Inbox to the left, Outbox to the right
Dry dead sperm cements it all together nice and tight
Bosses to the left, Colleagues to the right
Lousy little piece of shit, your boss caught you mid-wank
Inbox to the left, Outbox to the right
But it's fine and dandy anyway 'cause she's totally a skank

Bosses to the left, Colleagues to the right
Stuck right here for the whole fucking day, bored right out of your mind
Inbox to the left, Outbox to the right
Dry dead sperm cements it all together nice and tight
Bosses to the left, Colleagues to the right
Lousy little piece of shit, your boss caught you mid-wank
Inbox to the left, Outbox to the right
But it's fine and dandy anyway 'cause she's totally a skank