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Sycophantic Overtures

by Christopher Carrion

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Markovian Parallax Denigrate 05:01
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1. Markovian Parallax Denigrate Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: Sycophantic Overtures Erase me Digital unpersoning Ideas to threatening To allow them to be You're not allowed To think for yourself... Programmed at every chance With lies repeated again and again Serve the machine Conforming your reality Purged of anomalies Homogenized collectively The critical mind Derided mercilessly As a tin foil hat conspiracy Gone are the days When you're allowed to think Voice your opinion? What are you, fucking stupid? Integrate into the herd Echo chambers to the absurd White is black... Don't question it, just believe it... Make predictions That are patently false Stomp down on freedoms Because we want what we want The reins of power Cast far and wide Fuck oversight They rule but fail to provide A cowed audience Conditioned to serve Eat up the edicts Of lesser men Information weaponized Designed to propagandize Gone are the days When you're allowed to think Voice your opinion? What are you, fucking stupid? Integrate into the herd Echo chambers to the absurd White is black... Don't question it, just believe it... SOLO "Those who would give up essential liberty, to purchase a little temporary safety, deserve neither liberty nor safety." Benjamin Franklin (1706-1790)
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Behold, A Pale Horse 04:25
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2. Behold, A Pale Horse Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: Sycophantic Overtures The toll of the bell Or the ghostly echoes of how we fell The fields of green Poisoned chemically The science engineers So the corporation can domineer Like a plague... They set up shop and annihilate It's too late Profits are up Then there's this study that says We're running out of stuff We better move in To secure the rest of the natural resources Why waste on the populace? When it can save just a few of us And it's only a matter of time Before millions die off... Then we'll achieve In utter secrecy A new world order Supremacy... What is money? But a piece of paper... And to create it You must first create debt A vicious cycle A noose around your neck The interest pays Foreign banks Blood money from sweat I never sign on For all of this The never ending Financial abyss I'm tired of trying to just get by When every door is closing The land (in)opportunity? What did I do? it wasn't me... We're all just starting to see The fucked up reality Castles made of sand And now the tide is coming in Things are collapsing Oh well turn on the TV... Food Genetically modified Moods Emphatically pacified Schools Were myths perpetuate Rules Designed to subjugate Tools To move the agenda Fools For believing we could depend on you... I've been feeling For a very long time The disconnect Between us and them, me and mine With so many of problems Why aren't you working on them? Instead of trying to control The way I think Just let us do what we will We're not hurting anyone So what is the big deal? I'm tired of your zeal I'm tired of this mess... I guess I'll just sit back And watch the world end...
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Snuff 2 : The Resurrection 04:55
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3. Snuff 2: The Resurrection Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: Sycophantic Overtures Touch yourself Do it for the cam Digitized... And lionized Cash in On the dearth of loneliness Fantasies Sold to weak Where's the downside? The accounts looking green from here Vignettes of flesh Solo or together Friends and co-workers Start to shun you... Puritanical foundations Swept clean for good What is love? But four letters in a row... I haven't time to waste To many flavours to taste I fucked 50 people Last year alone I'm so empty inside Every hole, teased and plied Tinder sluts or Plenty of Whores Always willing for more A toke and a sip Bend her over when I want it The insane levels of thotery Admonish users who won't pay Five hundred subs is what it's gotta be Just start giving me money... The policy of scorched earth Independent and solipsistic Living alone in a sad state No one wants you now that you're 30 Life's plan, obliterated By bad decision making Everyone creates their own Heaven and their own Hell... SOLO
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Oprichniki 04:18
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4. Oprichniki Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: Sycophantic Overtures It's a waste of time To piece together the shattered remains And it's on my mind You can try to replace me but it's all in vain The cycle is broken... And I'm free to do as I please And it makes me laugh Cuz you'll only get a supercilious copy I bet you think That things will be better Now that I'm gone My shoes have been filled But he is not me And there's something wrong I'm a diamond in the rough And you haven't the skill To make me shine You just spin your wheels Time after time after time after time Did you think? You could tear me down With a look in your eye... It only proves my point You're not worth time or a second try I just want to clear the air And find some kind of common ground But I guess I made a mistake When I saw you looking with a frown I bet you think That things will be better Now that I'm gone My shoes have been filled But he is not me And there's something wrong I'm a diamond in the rough And you haven't the skill To make me shine You just spin your wheels Time after time after time after time SOLO When he takes you in the bed That we once used to share Are you thinking of me? Are you looking at him With a cold dead stare It makes no difference I took a ride like so many before But in the end Fucking you became a chore... I bet you think That things will be better Now that I'm gone My shoes have been filled But he is not me And there's something wrong I'm a diamond in the rough And you haven't the skill To make me shine You just spin your wheels Time after time after time after time
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Sick With Trust 04:11
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5. Sick with Trust Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: Sycophantic Overtures Bow down low... Rejoice in your captivity You are no longer you Now, you are now us We need to know everything To ensure your fidelity There comes a point in time Where if prodigious The walls are thick and high The well of emotions Is poisoned, a tarn of toxicity The internecine That slowly strangle our hopes and dreams Forgotten charnel pits The litany of lies and cold suspicion I'm watching your every move On social media, at home and on the phone We're led to conclusions Unresolved solutions The scenario play out in my head The inchoate fears that we all dread Things aren't as they seem Abnegation of reality The trust deteriorates when your love Turns to hate Dissected with words You start to turn inwards The cold and empty space That utterly obliterates The remnants of a life you used to live... Foolish thoughts The utopia of a distracted mind We minimize risk By never fully committing Its all smoke and mirrors Twelve hours of stress on your "special" day Loyalty dies alone As we build our prison stone by stone SOLO When you experience the death of the dream You realize the redundancy of your ideology Force fed lies and conditioned since birth To follow a path condoned And not worry about where it goes... I don't want to be like you I just want to live the life that I choose The death of compromise Is the kiss of death in your eyes I feel the weight of the loss And a crushing blow to my self-conscious I'm only human after all The true self is revealed Kept out of sight Carefully concealed An overlord An exquisite narcissist Motivated by greed You murder the family Let the grand larceny begin You'll never stop Until you drain the last drop Hollow inside The rage is all that remains I feel sorry for you It's kinda sad when you know the truth Just let it go I could never want you again
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Third Rome 04:06
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6. Third Rome Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: Sycophantic Overtures Follow the money... To a sickened industry The currency of lies The 21st century is in decline Buy this CDS To increase your profits And be the best It's toxic and a liability Bound to decrease your liquidity The short sightedness of the game That's rigged and stacked To shift the blame From those who are responsible Down to the lowly common folk The derelict cities Rotten to the core Is this capitalism? Gone seriously wrong The glittering towers Of greed and divinity Will kill millions Financially... It's a culture of entitlement Where the millions are spent On the lap of luxury And the few in it's glory They think they're better Than the rest of us They drive their beamers While we ride the bus Reigning over the kingdom Of poverty... The incipient they will rise The army of suit and ties Firmly in control Of the money supply What's the value of anything? When the value of life is worth nothing You can't buy A conscious or a soul... Who's to blame? Who has gained? It's always the same Fucked again... SOLO Sick of the lies With nepotism on the rise You flash us all That million dollar smile It's not our fault We killed the economy And sank the boat Sorry, my bad... We're left with the bill The ruin and those you've killed Still nothing changes
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Overmorrow 07:35
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7. Overmorrow Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: Sycophantic Overtures Is this life, we're living? I don't want to fit the mold The comfort of ignorance Warm and fuzzy No need to think Just smoke and drink... SOLO Stay home or protest? Depends on your side of the fence Cultural Armageddon? "...Defund the police?" The line between you and me Is slowly erased until it's gone completely Fighting against each other only assures That neither side wins the war Puppet masters tugging the strings In the dark and behind the scenes It's so easy to turn brother against brother It's the oldest one there is... How are you supposed to fight? when one side is chained down... Does it really matter? The color of my skin Or the contents of my mind The way I speak Or which side of the street I call my home Am I really so different from you Would you do what you're asking me to do? Or is it just plain opportunity? Kicking me Like you think I'm your enemy... Ideas resurrected For the purpose of discontent Rook against pawn Setting up the power move Ascencionist in nature Always trying to get to the next rung What is left behind? Is quickly forgot The darkest of days Dawns on the day after tomorrow The strife is by design Another tool to divert the eye From the real prize... SOLO
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Aura of Imperfection 04:31
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8. Aura of Imperfection Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: Sycophantic Overtures You see the scars The fractured image Lurking under the skin... No one Knows them better Than the mind within The microscopic stress That undermines the whole The weak link in the chain You see it every time We learn to live with the strain The doubt and self loathing Punish me for another day I stumble through life Wondering what I could have become The twisted bitterness That robs me of my sanity Pushing me farther To the outskirts of society The cold embrace My only friend in the dark or the night A cryptic lullaby that sings so softly in my mind A list of deficiencies about My body, my mind and my personality Erases what's left Of my humanity... Harmonized SOLO The daily grind Is a fashion show Where we hide out feeling Beneath our clothes The word "conversation" is finally dead Guess I just talk to my self In my head The sickness That slowly sinks me Is endless As far as the eye can see The mindset of living honestly is as dead as our autonomy The daily grind Is a fashion show Where we hide out feeling Beneath our clothes The word "conversation" is finally dead Guess I just talk to my self In my head SOLO
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Cultural Seppuku 03:59
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9. Cultural Seppuku Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: Sycophantic Overtures It's silent again I can't hear the voices in my head The incessant diatribe Directed at me day and night Shore yourself up There's another storm sweeping in What's the worse that can happen? You'll just have to start all over again The cold mockery Follows along deep inside me The questions of morality Hard to see or is it me? We believe in hope instead of despair Drag it through the town Behead it in the square Where we stand and stare Why should I care? Hell is a real place More frightening than you can ever know Indoctrinate the children Into a political war The Greeks were wise In the ways of tragedy History reasserts itself As we stumble blindly... Why bother try? It's just a waste of time Sooner or later we all die A speck of insignificance In the grand design Dark clouds are brewing And the night is bruised And its presence is ominous I just want to make it out of here with some trace of my self-conscious Slaughtered again and again To set down yet another path The sun is setting And I don't quite know where I am The realization That things are beyond my capabilities Forces the schism in me A copy of a memory The drums of war Are pounding in my head Pushing me closer To certain death... SOLO There's a golden circle I can see it off in the distance It offers peace and serenity I keep walking towards it But the distance grows And I'm left to wondering Why is something so simple? Can be so far away... What can I do, what can I say? I hope one day I'll have the answers that I seek
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Divide et Impera 04:59
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10. Divide et Impera Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: Sycophantic Overtures Oh Mother... I'm sorry I have to see We've lost our connection we've lost our identity Your whisper on the wind Crying for salvation The concrete fill our ears We're left to damnation The quiet solitude Reflections of the mind Is replaced with technology That alienates us time after time The darkest motes Of love cleansed sterility We sever the ties That bind us to who we used to be Oh Mother... I'm sorry I have to say There are few of us who care As were led further astray Your whisper is silenced By the hum of society The past is reviled By our modernity We poison your blood we strip the flesh We burn you out Till there's nothing left We do not see That our insanity Leaves a barren womb An epitaph on our children's tomb We cut down the trees To burn for "green" energy The lies we seed With the "Green New Deal" SOLO

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A dose of 2020 and the things you're not allowed to talk about.

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released July 1, 2020

All music, artwork, lyrics and concepts by Jesse Lacharite

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Christopher Carrion Kingston, Ontario

Progressive Metal Artist from Canada. I do Death, Black, Progressive and Classic Rock. I have issues.

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