Vol. I

by Syndicate

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Cassette version out summer 2016 on Commodity Tapes and European vinyl release 2017 on Sabotage Records.

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released October 1, 2016

Recorded and mastered by Bart Thurber at House of Faith in 2016.
Cover art work by Kaitlin O'Connor.

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Track Name: Young Workers
A screw is dropped at 2:00am
It echoes through the hall
With dignity and diligence
A casualty is born

Silent exhaustion
The machines are nodding off
Graveyard of our youth
Under a moon made of iron

Wages flow around us
Behind curtains, through our palms
They kill the love young workers
Hide buried in their hearts

Silent exhaustion
The machines are nodding off
Graveyard of our youth
Under a moon made of iron

We were fine when we came
Fine when we left
Fine
Track Name: Partisan
Loops and sound waves never ending
Filed like fish along the avenues at dusk
There's a threat so vile, woven deep within your skin
Nation's enemy within

It all melted to air because the spark
Was realized in time
Seems as if the first wave to die was always the first wave to try

******* ******* ***, that's what you said to me
Being unfit makes us dangerous
But all those bonds we share, those precious commons
Were left beside the road somewhere

It all melted to air because the spark
Was realized in time
Seems as if the first wave to die was always the first wave to try

Seared eyes made so dry
By all those neon signs
Seared eyes made so dry
By all those neon signs

Lost our way home
Carbonia's ghost plays its music
Lost our way home
Our home
Track Name: Tunnels
Midday we drove
Through the frames
Prole bodies
Wandered side by side

Across the tunnels
They stumbled on
So tired
Aimless, monotone

Order came and went
New world's descent

The crowds they pushed
The crowds the pulled
Strident voices echoed on

The minds adrift
As fumes remained
Soft laughter as song of the swans

The walls too tall to climb
White walls
The walls too tall to climb
White walls

We were never ready
Track Name: Sky Against Ground
Shadowed forms on the corner
of our street no more

In the subway and alleys where stoic crowds once overflowed
Sit groups of sharp smiles planning among the dancing smoke

Bright flares above the city
Signal fires of Death's old ways

Against the laws of the nightmare life and a world long gone in insane
These sharp smiles pick up the gun
And nothing ever will be the same

Smiling as they form
Smiling as they fight
Smiling as they tear apart
This life

Death's life all around
It's the sky against the ground
Track Name: Counterfeit Life
Our world lacks nothing
A desert drier still
And nothing really happens
I'm paralyzed with fear

We work so hard
For a relative comfort
Misguided, led astray, An invisible hand
This counterfeit life

In the name of survival
Another means to an end
So just keep on trying
I don't know any other way

We work so hard
For a relative comfort
Misguided, led astray, An invisible hand
This counterfeit life

Don't let your guard down
One error is all it takes
Tomorrow you'll start over
Safely kept from expired dreams

We work so hard
For a relative comfort
Misguided, led astray, An invisible hand
This counterfeit life
Track Name: Satellite City
In a satellite city
Join and hang your head
Wrists break on twisted bolts
Machines half made of flesh
Sullen bodies run on empty
Wrapped in leather skin
Nodes to your brain and veins
And straight back to the grid

See the light through the city's bones
All together and all alone
See the light through the city's bones
All together and all alone

Copper rhizomes scatter
On the walls and overhead
Rickshaw carts fill the streets
And runners drip with sweat
Micro labor eats away at eyes
With endless nights on shift
Fractured hands and swollen feet
On the night road adrift

Last week again it happened
The sky rained with glass
Offices lay torn to shreds
And Guards were beaten back
Scratched shields with spit and blood
In lines of blue and grey
Stacked trucks with lifeless forms
Soon in one single grave
Track Name: Dust
The dust has settled on the city streets
leave us alone, our time has come and gone.
Locked away we're sent away
removed from time and place.
To watch but not be seen

Footprints in the snow
A listless advance
The silence, the stillness
On our way back home.

Out of time and out of place
Our world is at war
No exit from destruction
There's broken glass in the hall
And stress in the air, and stress in the air

A shot rings out in an empty field
our backs up to the wall
our bodies bruised and torn.
Now we sit and count the days.
You said that we'd go far
You said that we'd go far.
Track Name: Commune
Armed joy fades away
Hear the crack of the Party's back
A vision now soft fine dust long passed.

I thought of opaque glares of the dark nights we'd live to see

Solitude grows with facial lines
The spirit's shine drains in time
All in the cold, dry grip of routine

I thought of opaque glares of the dark nights we'd live to see

Each rifle's sharp stutter
Pierces old Kasserine
Now we lay at night hearing only their screams

I thought of opaque glares of the dark nights we'd live to see

Emerald haze of a distance
Transmits the strength
For souls in line alight with rage
Track Name: Smoke and Mirrors
The self doubt surrounds you
You drown in it
I'm just another copy
Can't find the original

I turn around to an empty room with no observers
I just disappear
If art and reality is a mirror
the smoke can't be all too far away from here

The self doubt surrounds you
You drown in it
It seems our identities
Just reproduce indefinitely

I turn around to an empty room with no observers
I just disappear
If art and reality is a mirror
the smoke can't be all too far away from here

The self doubt surrounds you
You drown in it
Like clouds we drift apart
And rifts turn to trenches
Track Name: Bad Days End
Fresh morning's golden hue
Redacted from all sight
In the zero hour below

Gloves tighten around the hands
Swollen from the rust
Of a promise gone so cold

Impasse in time
For paths that shine
Never to see when
The bad days end

Note passed to hands
With nervous flinching eyes
With a time and place and call

No amount of amphetamine
No opiates or prayer
Can keep the quiet so long

Impasse in time
For paths that shine
Never to see when
The bad days will end

Impasse in time
For paths that shine
Never to see when
The bad days will end