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 <title>lackluster - </title>
 <link>http://www.projectopus.com/node/19202</link>
 <description>lackluster - Artist:  Album: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.projectopus.com/node/19194&quot;&gt;lack&lt;/a&gt;, From: Montreal, Please Support  and purchase &#039;lackluster&#039; from ProjectOpus.com (http://www.projectopus.com/euphoreador), Date Posted: March 23, 2007&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I did think all things started to muster,
there was light in my eyes
that now seems so lackluster</description>
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 <title>Reserve at the Moment of Expulsion - </title>
 <link>http://www.projectopus.com/node/19206</link>
 <description>Reserve at the Moment of Expulsion - Artist:  Album: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.projectopus.com/node/19194&quot;&gt;lack&lt;/a&gt;, From: Montreal, Please Support  and purchase &#039;Reserve at the Moment of Expulsion&#039; from ProjectOpus.com (http://www.projectopus.com/euphoreador), Date Posted: March 23, 2007&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I stumbled to the wasteland on my way to a promise planned</description>
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 <title>Robber Barren - </title>
 <link>http://www.projectopus.com/node/19210</link>
 <description>Robber Barren - Artist:  Album: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.projectopus.com/node/19194&quot;&gt;lack&lt;/a&gt;, From: Montreal, Please Support  and purchase &#039;Robber Barren&#039; from ProjectOpus.com (http://www.projectopus.com/euphoreador), Date Posted: March 23, 2007&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Tread walking convictions, tired, we make a pit stop on our lazy street</description>
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 <title>Demand of Thyself - </title>
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 <description>Demand of Thyself - Artist:  Album: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.projectopus.com/node/19194&quot;&gt;lack&lt;/a&gt;, From: Montreal, Please Support  and purchase &#039;Demand of Thyself&#039; from ProjectOpus.com (http://www.projectopus.com/euphoreador), Date Posted: March 24, 2007&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Demand of thyself, vastly more than your fill</description>
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 <title>Into this lone man - </title>
 <link>http://www.projectopus.com/node/19502</link>
 <description>Into this lone man - Artist:  Album: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.projectopus.com/node/19194&quot;&gt;lack&lt;/a&gt;, From: Montreal, Please Support  and purchase &#039;Into this lone man&#039; from ProjectOpus.com (http://www.projectopus.com/euphoreador), Date Posted: March 24, 2007&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Then, when the window was finally closed and the deep-red curtains brought to their obstructing rest, did he finally sit down.  </description>
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 <title>Do I Don&#039;t Remember When - </title>
 <link>http://www.projectopus.com/node/19646</link>
 <description>Do I Don&#039;t Remember When - Artist:  Album: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.projectopus.com/node/19194&quot;&gt;lack&lt;/a&gt;, From: Montreal, Please Support  and purchase &#039;Do I Don&#039;t Remember When&#039; from ProjectOpus.com (http://www.projectopus.com/euphoreador), Date Posted: March 25, 2007&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Do I Don’t Remember When

Through gashes in clay
I stumbled to quay
Nick of time boat
Molting off spray
I leapt onto bow
If I waited ‘til now
I’d be transfixed on a love
That sailed away

I cauterize the heart string
To see that when this arboreal
Left Beijing
What I could be 
What we would know
What I could bestow
But love is what I bring

Leave all of our cares
Let them rot

Troubles come in all shapes
And what we veil it drapes
That stifles what we can imbue
Let our hearts beat anew
(Let our hearts be a jubilee)
What we believe in is love

Everything you believe in I do
Love kindly feed me
Feel everything is free

Look foray 
When the clouds are piling in play
Passing life each day
Went up harbor wall 
That couldn’t hold
We are in each other’s fold
My dearest friend






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 <title>stammering - </title>
 <link>http://www.projectopus.com/node/19650</link>
 <description>stammering - Artist:  Album: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.projectopus.com/node/19194&quot;&gt;lack&lt;/a&gt;, From: Montreal, Please Support  and purchase &#039;stammering&#039; from ProjectOpus.com (http://www.projectopus.com/euphoreador), Date Posted: March 25, 2007&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Stammering

You’ve been stool-pigeon-towed
Along a dark strait narrow road
Where the winds of our civility
Blow away
As another of the zealots explode
Attache-case-in-point
Impressionable youths we anoint
In the blood of an endless violent circle
Forgiveness to heavy a load
Down the wrong fucking way we strode
All stammering ‘bout how
We longed for lesser human rights to be wronged
The wayward pilgrims thronged
As a huddled mass yearning to breath free
We just don’t care or see 
That buried inside a vengeful     T H E M
Is equally culpable                            M E 

We are all flawed

Our bullshit meandering self-righteousness
Carve the human carcass on which we trod
In two pieces
Specious species increases
Into pieces
 


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 <title>fear wandering helpless - </title>
 <link>http://www.projectopus.com/node/19840</link>
 <description>fear wandering helpless - Artist:  Album: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.projectopus.com/node/19194&quot;&gt;lack&lt;/a&gt;, From: Montreal, Please Support  and purchase &#039;fear wandering helpless&#039; from ProjectOpus.com (http://www.projectopus.com/euphoreador), Date Posted: March 29, 2007&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Fear Wandering Helpless

Do we have time to breathe
In an air of kept up appearances
Teethe youthful fear
Against scratching 
Post Whipping 
Boast 
As the apathetic self fades into ghost
That haunts around the stem of life
As Autumn peddles comfort
Civilizations flaunt
Us against them 
East against West
And we are no closer to giving ourselves to anyone
When fear not confessed
Festers and grows beneath scared breast
It taunts us palpably

Whether we are afraid to make use of our lives
Or resign them and our dreams to history
Then project our fears
As hopes and objectives
Upon our children of the next generation

When if ever we look at humanity
Truly objectively
We fall to pieces
Of that much is plain
It’s a dirge immemorial refrain
With our frailty the fact is we
Turn from helping others in disdain

And we take and we take
When our backs are broken
We get another’s to break
And we shake and we shake
When our fear’s never spoken
Our lives we forsake
How we go about it
So blaise lacking true grit
With our malaise called passing phase
So self-absorbed we couldn’t give a shit

Will our malarky ever end
In all the things that we hold dear
Humility not a chic trend
How absurd is our fear

How absurd is our fear

The door is left ajar
What then shall we do

We have grown sick
Our collective will 
Has been moved from doing to done
The core nature of worry
Has eroded most our hope
In all of its faces
In all of you
Each and every person here
I am just a computer
And you are just humans
But you are the ones 
That have to change your attitudes towards life
And its problematic challenges
I am programmed to say these words
Like how some of you are programmed 
To live your lives in fear








 





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 <title>Slowdown to a Crawl - </title>
 <link>http://www.projectopus.com/node/19998</link>
 <description>Slowdown to a Crawl - Artist:  Album: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.projectopus.com/node/19194&quot;&gt;lack&lt;/a&gt;, From: Montreal, Please Support  and purchase &#039;Slowdown to a Crawl&#039; from ProjectOpus.com (http://www.projectopus.com/euphoreador), Date Posted: March 30, 2007&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Slowdown to a Crawl

Never have I been to another land
Where I ever left my brigand cares behind me
Apathy my staunch advocate
How much more narcissistic can anyone get

Slowdown to a crawl
Watch and know
Just where I go

Never have I been to another land
Where I ever left my brigand cares behind me
Apathy my staunch advocate
How much more narcissistic can anyone get
My black silhouette is taking my strides
As soon as I step our purpose collides

Into blue moon
Where I do want me

Never have I been to another land
Where I ever left my brigand cares behind me
Apathy my staunch advocate
How much more narcissistic can anyone get
My black silhouette is taking my strides
As soon as I step our purpose collides
As a justified sinner who believes not in sin
Who curious lured me cleverly in
A slowdown to a crawl







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 <title>Battered Bone - </title>
 <link>http://www.projectopus.com/node/20445</link>
 <description>Battered Bone - Artist:  Album: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.projectopus.com/node/19194&quot;&gt;lack&lt;/a&gt;, From: Montreal, Please Support  and purchase &#039;Battered Bone&#039; from ProjectOpus.com (http://www.projectopus.com/euphoreador), Date Posted: April 5, 2007&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Battered Bone

All we are is ancient news 
Which is give and witches use
A pandering to care for me
I am the brackish watered 
Sea-son of one when is life done

And all we are is battered bone
What is love and disown
Hi dear female human clone
Rancoured jargon is my own-ly
Advance by chance

There is no light

‘Cause it’s dark and dank
In dire need
I need you go with godspeed
Cause it’s blank and bust
In all that I trust is freed
Persevere I must
This is my goddamn creed 

So where is the light 
Now that you go 
Learn to bye
We don’t see eye to eye
The wages of divining
Why don’t we sublimingly free
Ourselves from this world
Hand in hand
It’s only love in demand
Let’s codify let’s see the lie
What’s of your concession reply

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 <title>Tell - </title>
 <link>http://www.projectopus.com/node/20723</link>
 <description>Tell - Artist:  Album: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.projectopus.com/node/19194&quot;&gt;lack&lt;/a&gt;, From: Montreal, Please Support  and purchase &#039;Tell&#039; from ProjectOpus.com (http://www.projectopus.com/euphoreador), Date Posted: April 8, 2007&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Tell

Don’t ask don’t tell
Into my arms she fell
And I knew 
Just where that would lead to
A way for understanding

She looks so divine in my eyes
Where the borderline was surprise
And we’d come along
To go together
Just sit and watch 
All of our dreams unfold

In the heart of a life
I wanted to make her my wife

When our life turns 
Into wonderment
Come away
In a hard devout way
Salvo long dwam
Each and every way
We go

Don’t ask don’t tell
Into my arms she fell
And I knew
Just where that would lead to
Her person would quell
My hasty self-made hell
All in lue 
If I could just touch you
So baby pray tell
Why on troubles we dwell
Come anew 
Like scent of flowers 
In spring dew


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 <title>the tides do march - </title>
 <link>http://www.projectopus.com/node/20954</link>
 <description>the tides do march - Artist:  Album: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.projectopus.com/node/19194&quot;&gt;lack&lt;/a&gt;, From: Montreal, Please Support  and purchase &#039;the tides do march&#039; from ProjectOpus.com (http://www.projectopus.com/euphoreador), Date Posted: April 10, 2007&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The Tides do March

Don’t you feel it freezing in your bones today
I do
I filled all my pockets full of stones
Now I’m sinking into the clay

I miss everyone I ever loved
Nothing seems it will pull me through
My black is more true
Than the deepest blue

I tried so hard 
I sank my way 
As waif and stray
Applied as bard
No expected pay
But effulgent light of day

Dark

I am so damn proud of us humans
I am so in love with what we are
I don’t see the poor
I thank god for that
I just see our apathy
Get supersized fat

Lazy shit and we’re slacking off
Turn your right cheek and then cough

If only we could
Better ourselves
Slippery slope 
Books shelves

I’ll find you a better man
If it’s the last thing I do
That much is true
Through all the great test place
Bottoms deep
Construe
Righteous sleep

Cry for 
A hell of a lot more







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