Penance​/​Oppression

from by The Collective Unconscious

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Penance:
The clock has stopped, the game’s begun,
There are no new tricks under this sun.
Long is the line for the gallows,
in the air is an uneasy calm
as passerbys witness the deaths of loved ones.
Their former princes and knights
not deemed worth their lives.
Now realizing the magnitude of the price of their crimes,
they will now seek the light at the end of the tunnel.
They fear for their lives.
Nobility speaks, “Was the sacrifice of our king not enough?
You would have the rivers flow with royal blood?
Where would your lives be
without us set above?
Without us who clothed and fed you,
without us who satiate your pleasures, your lusts?
Did you not live comfortable lives?
I hope you suffer as we turn to dust.”


Oppression:
Destined to kill me, the immortal man must face his demons, take them in hand.
Facilitation of the apocalypse: the savior will not hold out against the temptation of a brand new world.
He will be the catalyst.
He will see his palace falter , crumble to ash and bricks,
Previously a place of worship, now rubble, insignificant.
Biological disposition turns priests to peasants.
As the sun sets, changes will pass upon the land and in the head of the immortal man.

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from The Crescent Sun, released December 21, 2013

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The Collective Unconscious Morehead City, North Carolina

Based around common musical interests and a passion for being creative, The Collective Unconscious blends a stream-of- consciousness music style with a conceptual narrative. The Placebo Effect EP, self-recorded in a home studio, is our first attempt at making an engaging auditory experience. Free downloads encouraged, we hope you enjoy. Thanks for listening! ... more

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