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Uncle Pillory's Home for Waking Nightmares (EP)

by Robbie Brown

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1.
Impermanence is king And we are underlings Today you're in control Tomorrow in a hole Impermanence is king And we are underlings No matter who's on top Aging will never stop Impermanence is king And we are underlings Today you're in control Tomorrow in a hole Impermanence is king And we are underlings No matter who's on top Our story begins like all the rest One nation's desire to be the best And it takes a swim through foreign blood Dragging corpses through the mud Destruction of their homes Their culture and their bones They say it's required lest we be killed If our grandest dreams can be fulfilled Perhaps there's too much on the line There's too much on the line If our main defense is a threat of end-times Push the button, blow us open A new chapter dawns, the pages turn But omitted are the towns we burn We look to our flags like they're our gods Protecting us from a junta's death squads We sing our songs of unity We join our hands as one As we subjugate those who don't fit our beliefs Lock them far away where we can just forget There's far too much on the line There's too much on the line In an empire that rejects changing tides Time ain't flowin', eyes ain't open now Impermanence is king And we are underlings Today you're in control Tomorrow in a hole Impermanence is king And we are underlings No matter who's on top Aging will never
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Time won't heal all wounds, but it grants perspective in spades Change is coming soon, will you see it or are you afraid The clock is ticking away for you, there ain't no choice but to make a move It's your fight They're betting all in on you to lose, but there is so much you've got to prove Don't lose sight Rip off the bandage, you can't turn back anymore This is the moment you have been preparing for Off with the gloves and leave an impact, put all your power in the contact Give it the best you've got tonight and you will score Change is coming soon, do you accept it or stay in the womb You cannot live within what you've lost, it doesn't pay to keep counting costs I have tried What's done is done and what's gone is gone, don't overthink the phenomenon That way lies destruction Rip off the bandage, there is nothing left to save This is the day you ride upon a brand new wave This ain't the end of your own story, run into the observatory Your star is rising, go now to your brightest day Please don't turn back after all this time Your star's rising, let us see it shine
3.
The king of the chosen land, he has made a new decree I cannot be criticized and I say you cannot eat He don't care if you're in pain, if you're suffering Your death grows his cult of personality The king of the chosen land, he can choose the people too If he doesn't like your face then you will be dealt with soon Commoners out of sight and so out of mind There is nobody he won't try to find Agency is not a toy you snatch from a child throwing a tantrum History will not be kind to those who made their own pets of equal humans I hope that a change of heart's on the cards for you one day It will not erase your crimes but it may just save your face May you look in the mirror, have it destroy your bliss As you see your country's greatest terrorist
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Time will make a fool of those who say that revenge is the key Reparations, ask for them in blood, and resentment you breed Compassion is dead and love only lives in fragments Just a hundred seconds, seconds 'til we gird ourselves for war Never will the meaning diminish in just what we're fighting for Putting faith in the unknown we'll cause our own demise Death is standing all alone, no one left there to surprise We believe that this whole world beyond our walls could end That it could change us for the better, then we'd truly be the best Only seventy seconds, seconds 'til we blow ourselves away Too hubristic to choose a future where we live another day Time will make a fool of those who truly believe they are gods Reparations, ask for them in blood and you're only a dog I said you are a fucking dog Compassion is dead and love only lives in fragments We have fifteen seconds, seconds 'til we gird ourselves for war Never will the meaning diminish in just what we're fighting for Putting faith in the unknown The hundred seconds are over
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Consciousness is setting in With the pain, today begins I'm running hours late on all the plans I made but I cannot move Endless haze fills up my sight Vines of apathy holding me tight I'm rotting away and I cannot convey all the ways I've tried to cut myself loose I'm lost in a waking nightmare One question now, am I too far Gone, tell me is there somewhere I belong, is there someone left who cares Shaky steps ahead of me As I fall no one can see I am too hesitant, otherwise reticent, to call out for help or let it show In the final hour, struggling on the ground Holding onto doubt, will I still be found Time is running out, sirens all around Can they save me now, am I coming back or am I down It's not over I'm back from the brink and I stared At Death as they called my name, but I have so much to do here I must break free from the chain, I'm Lost in a waking nightmare One question now, am I too far Gone, tell me, I do not fear If I'm holding on only by a hair

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In 2021, I started a new music project called Uncle Pillory. It was basically just like my solo music, except I published the tracks to a Discord server and asked the people there what they thought of it first. It started to feel strange, having this separate name for music that wasn't really being written any differently. At long last it's been migrated over here. Welcome to UNCLE PILLORY'S HOME FOR WAKING NIGHTMARES.

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released September 23, 2022

Robbie Brown - lyrics, composition, production, instruments, and vocals

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Robbie Brown Lansing, Michigan

I write music about the human condition, driven by soundscapes inspired from a broad range of metal, rock, and R&B.

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