Ezekiel 10:18 (NASB) - “Then the glory of the LORD departed from the threshold of the temple and stood over the cherubim.”

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
Four whirling gyres
Covered with eyes
They look and see
Overlook at me
Often reproved
Neck stiffness improves
Thistles and thorns
Worthless, I’m warned

Chorus:
The glory departs the temple.

Verse 2:
Cursed and delightened
Fallen and frightened
Punishment worsens
Profane is this person
Impossible restore
Truth can’t ignore
Back I will shrink
Into darkness I sink

 

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Matthew 7:26-27 (ESV) - “And everyone who hears these words of mine and does not do them will be like a foolish man who built his house on the sand. And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell, and great was the fall of it.”

 

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This song grew out of the article by Naomi Wolf entitled “Fascist America in 10 easy steps”. It is sung from the point of view of the government propaganda, with a twist of Hamelin, and just a little 1984 for the sake of completing the cliché.

The music is a little different to my usual thrash, and was inspired in some part by the theme music of the wrestling site Ultimate Surrender. Which they play at the start of each round but also has a variation of just the first chord on the guitar with the bass playing the rest for the timeouts. That style is under the start of the “singing” in the chorus, with the riff actually coming in full after a couple of lines. I wanted the solo to evoke the sound of the sirens who are there to “protect” you.

As always, questions, comments, feedback and wiretaps can be directed to the usual places.

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
Look around you
Took your privacy
For your own good
Law is your nanny
Protection from evil
There is nowhere to hide

Prechorus:
Watch out, About
Everywhere, Enemies
We’ll tell you, What to do
We’ll tell you, What to think

Chorus:
To shelter you and protect you
The government knows what to do
To cleanse your mind of evil thoughts
And ensure that you don’t get caught
And end up in that gulag place
Or vanish without any trace
For national security
Follow where the piper leads
Ignorance is strength, Freedom is slavery

Verse 2:
Dissent is treason
Forment a fascist state
Control the media
Patrol paramilitary
Eroding liberty
Down the slippery slide

 

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New microphone! Or at least it was new when I recorded this song, so hopefully the vocals sound much better.

Now this song is inspired by one that was written by people I knew way back in high school (which was also called “Call For Backup”), that song somehow survived thru my various computers, hard drive failures, mp3 purges and what have you so that I still have it. A sample from that tune is used right at the start (and has been tweaked to sound like a badly tuned distant radio). If you have heard the original (or you wrote it) feel free to contact me.

My song is quite a bit different, with the only inspiration drawn actually being with the chorus - the verses were actually written before I borrowed what I did from that tune. It is rap-metal…. but don’t let that put you off, it is quite good, and loaded with more obscure references than an episode of gilmore girls. It still has lead guitar, and cool riffage and the rap parts are done cookie monster style - I did it all for the cookie

Questions, comments, feedback and petitions for me to never (or always) to do rap again can be left on the comments for this entry at chaotimusic.com, or via email to drchaotica@chaotimusic.com

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
For I am,
Strange like emily
Religions enemy
Scream like a banshee.
Forewarn death,
thrash blues in alloy
it’s what I enjoy
utensil to destroy….
Medieval meme,
Spread irreverence
Faith in severance
Based on evidence.
Verity,
That is what I bring
I’m not wearing bling
Now its time to sing….

Chorus:
Call for backup is what you should do,
And they better say a prayer for you,
Call for backup, your faith is in vain,
And we think you are quite insane.

Verse 2:
I am short,
Like Anita Blake
Prefer to eat my stake
Blood soaked I partake.
Carnivore,
Cayenne on my meat
Style anti-neat
Sunetos elite.
Ancient greek,
Was used in that line
Studied for divine
That I now malign.
Deconvert,
Purified my ore
Back to true hardcore
No more a Jesus whore.

Verse 3:
Wah Pedal,
Makes this sound like funk
Peppers minus punk
Prefer guitars with chunk.
So lets have,
Just bass for a while
I play finger style
Yes I’m versatile.
Polymath,
Is the correct term
Of great & varied learn
Beard stroke will confirm.
Toot my horn,
I hope you get the joke
Prefer music baroque
Death growls to provoke.

 

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