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by Story of the Lie

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Ultra Party (free) 03:05
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She's a Freak (free) 03:26
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Rusty Swing (free) 02:00
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Optical (free) 02:11
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Whatareyoulookingat? (free) 03:45
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Tinfoil Hat (free) 04:41
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Preacher Control (free) 04:09
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This Massive Bitcoin (free) 02:22
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Welcome to the Giant (free) 02:50
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Only Rudolph Knows (free) 02:27
One bright Christmas day, Rudolph saw Santa collapse in his sleigh, and be taken away He followed the chopper to an underground base, where he learned that Santa was being replaced, with a fake But all of the other reindeer think it’s all in his head, Only Rudolph knows that the real Santa’s dead
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I have this reoccurring dream It’s been a little while since it’s come to me Forever stored in my memory Ready at any moment to come back And haunt me And make me question reality. Everyone in the neighborhood Wakes up at dawn and floods the streets Everyone looks up simultaneously Little flying saucers about 2 feet in diameter Whirl passed us in copious amounts No one reacts No one makes a sound We all just watch them zip through the air And then we calmly go back inside to stare. I have this reoccurring dream It’s been a little while since it’s come to me Forever stored in my memory Ready at any moment to come back And haunt me And make me question reality. In the next scene we’re in a massive crowd The calmest crowd I’ve ever seen Everyone faced in one direction Listening to a shape-shifing alien Of course, it has shape-shifted into human And the alien says “muh-nam-muh-nuh-mam-muh-nah!” And the crowd yells back “muh-nam-muh-nuh-mam-muh-nah!” But I can’t respond! I look all around! And all the folks like me are herded to a special line As I approach the beginning of the line I see what the aliens wish to do to me They place a seed inside our ears So we, too can utter their magic words “Muh-nam-muh-nuh-mam-muh-nah!” “Muh-nam-muh-nuh-mam-muh-nah!” I have this reoccurring dream It’s been a little while since it’s come to me Forever stored in my memory Ready at any moment to come back And haunt me And make me question reality. After we have been properly seeded We are all tested again “Muh-nam-muh-nuh-mam-muh-nah!” “Muh-nam-muh-nuh-mam-muh-nah!” We all scream at the top of our lungs “Muh-nam-muh-nuh-mam-muh-nah!” “Muh-nam-muh-nuh-mam-muh-nah!” And we all calmly march to our metal cages Stacked like and open-air high-rise We climb to our designated level Enter our designated cage That is perfectly sized for a human to lie And we calmly drift to sleep. I have this reoccurring dream It’s been a little while since it’s come to me Forever stored in my memory Ready at any moment to come back And haunt me And make me question reality.
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I'm sitting on the stile, Mary, Where we sat side by side On a bright May morning, long ago, When first you were my bride; The corn was springing fresh and green, And the lark sang loud and high; And the red was on your lip, Mary, And the love-light in your eye. The place is little changed, Mary, The day as bright as then; The lark's loud song is in my ear, And the corn is green again; But I miss the soft clasp of your hand, And your breath warm on my cheek; And I still keep listening for the words You never more will speak. 'Tis but a step down yonder lane, And the little church stands near-- The church where we were wed, Mary; I see the spire from here. But the graveyard lies between, Mary, And my step might break your rest-- For I've laid you, darling, down to sleep, With your baby on your breast. I'm very lonely now, Mary, For the poor make no new friends; But, Oh! they love the better still The few our Father sends! And you were all I had, Mary-- My blessing and my pride; There's nothing left to care for now, Since my poor Mary died. Yours was the good, brave heart, Mary, That still kept hoping on, When the trust in God had left my soul, And my arm's young strength was gone; There was comfort ever on your lip, And the kind look on your brow-- I bless you, Mary, for that same, Tho' you cannot hear me now. I thank you for the patient smile When your heart was fit to break-- When the hunger pain was gnawing there. And you did it for my sake; I bless you for the pleasant word, When your heart was sad and sore-- Oh! I'm thankful you are gone, Mary, Where grief can't reach you more! I'm bidding you a long farewell, My Mary--kind and true! But I'll not forget you darling, In the land I'm going to; They say there's bread and work for all, And the sun shines always there-- But I'll not forget old Ireland, Were it fifty times as fair! And often in those grand old woods I'll sit, and shut my eyes, And my heart will travel back again To the place where Mary lies; And I'll think I see the little stile Where we sat side by side, And the springing corn, and the bright May morn When first you were my bride.

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released June 6, 2022

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Story of the Lie

* New album coming as soon as I make art for it and decide on the tracks. I made over 70 tracks in 2019-23. That was my most productive period ever.

* Free Sounds Vol. 2 will arrive as soon as I finish uploading it (a tedious process).
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