73 BPM
Heavy weighted topic, I believe these words to be an accurate prediction of what may come if we invade Greenland.
Processes:
I used Cymatics’s DejaVu to slow Admiral Bob’s guitar work and make it foreboding
https://cymatics.fm/products/deja-vu-plugin
I used Phil Speiser’s Stutter to slice up Javolenus’ Zone Ambience
https://www.philspeiser.com/product/the_stutter
I used Diablo on Admiral Bob’s drums and SackJo22’s bass
https://cymatics.fm/pages/diablo-plugin
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Tick tock tick tock
Tick tock tick tock
The clock strikes twelve, the gates of hell
Break open at last prepare yourself
The reaper laughs, karma is amused
At all the violence that she has loosed
225 from Britain, 290 from France
Burn America in a pyrrhic dance
No troops to advance just a sea of glass
A reminder that America has passed
Seattle's gone, Dallas is a crater
New York is on fire lower and greater
Chicago's a blaze of smoke and blood
Mississippi's hit with a radioactive flood
Metro DC looks like another planet
God damn it, cluster busted and canvas
Bombed the area, survival's much scarier
radioactive cell death the disease carrier
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The clock strikes twelve, don't cry for help
Just Duck and cover from the nuclear shell
Underneath the table or cellar if you're able
dangerous as portrayed surely fatal
Immaturely we cradled, supremacists with natal
obsessions with possessing women in a stable
unstable off their rocker if they had some
But it's America all they have is guns
When the bomb hits it doesn't stop to check
How you voted and whom you respect
The flames of the sun reduce us to atoms
Scatter our matter, turn us into phantoms
The destruction worthy of an Aztec codice
Nuclear lotus, the human psychosis
Moth to a flame genocide and shame
Salt the land against future gain
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The clock strikes twelve the pain is dealt
Across the land where the people dwell
Innocence is irrelevant, M.A.D.
We F.A.F.O. now we D.I.E.
Oh say can see, by the dawn's early light
The ICBM rocket pass by in mid flight
What we so proudly hailed, has failed
It's too late to cry, that ship has sailed
Fallout, but not bethesda gaming
survival horror requires survival training
attaining clean water, untainted food
creating goods, crafting in the woods
Say, where is your community center
pooling tools and providing shelter
Know your neighbors, know your enemy,
Know the scavengers and beware of treachery
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The clock strikes twelve, the Thunder Dome
Waits beyond limits of the Twilight Zone
The Doomsday plane, where does it go?
When amber waves of grain are nuclear snow
Where does it fly? Where does it land?
No one asks why, no one has a plan
heavy lyrics indeed but sometimes the hard truth has a lot of weight. thank you for naming the frightening chaos of our time with such poetic power.
Snowflake
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2026-01-22 11:24:32
great mix btw!
Snowflake2026-01-22 11:24:48
Thank you! I appreciate it! I don't know if you saw, but like I predicted when I wrote the song. The actual doomsday clock was moved forward yesterday. 85 seconds til midnight.
coruscate2026-01-28 09:45:49
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