Four Fucking Years

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Prophet has faded into antiquity
the undying man's words of warning
Have died now within us
osiris beckoning turns us from our broken master
Buries us alive in false reality
It always seemed these corridors
Led to something deeper
But these bells and spheres and elders
Fell to iconoclasts
Streets paved in gold
Nothing but back alleys and dead ends
Stillborn messiahs under the trash
You promised that you would return - I'm still waiting
You promised you'd numb my pain - I'm still wanting
I cannot rebel
For nothing exists

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from Alone, released January 1, 2008

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UFO Death Cult is a battery of microtonal instruments, analog machines, and digital devices developed and manipulated by Benjamin Strange.

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