Raze The Maze

by Raze The Maze

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1.
Soil 03:09
Lines are drawn with every sword you fell upon So bluffing with the cards believe me Pardon me but now, I’ll give it all away, for free And wear it on my sleeve for you My armor is anamoros you guessed it Bullet proof, and when I put it on I’m gone And just for, you and you a trillion in one Like every star that you are makes me smile And seeing through your clenching teeth go back in their sheath Tethered to the toil we are the cups that over pour The blood returns to soil S.O.S. a signal that i’m in distress And dying just to take a rest from Knowing best you are, The wounded healer Yes you are the blinded seer Save our souls the auto pi-o-let Set lost control and still we raid The castle walls that falter, Prey to alter Save our ship adrift in shallow pools Of fools and empty plunder Not Too late the rain on your parade Of wonder takes you under Here we are we are the ones that came before, Before the ashes in the soil Dust to dust turn we must Never fade away, You are the phoenix rising up the sun that meets the day Today we are, We are the cups that over pour The blood returns to soil
2.
Another Sacrificial lamb The gods of commerce all have their demands For their guns and wars be damned Technology at their command The future in non human hands Life's blood must pour. All kneel before The digital deity. What do you ask of me? How can I give you anymore? Digital deity. What do you ask of me? Another tragic aftermath And once again the devil laughs Dancing with the golden calf To Him we’re all just simple math Life's blood must pour. All kneel before The digital deity. What do you ask of me? How can I give you anymore? Digital deity. What do you ask of me? Trapped inside ubiquity As if we all designed our own obscurity We can’t escape this currency Of our lord and master mind in the machine Life's blood must pour. All kneel before The digital deity. What do you ask of me? How can I give you anymore? more? Digital deity Digital. Digit.
3.
It’s a global game, a daisy chain, a money web of lies And conspiracies collectively a master we comprise It’s a powder keg of good intent to open up their eyes Using every right like dynamite We ignite Fire comes to light A riot is a storm You can’t fight when there's nothing left a revolutions born It’s a stock exchange, and empty gaze, a glimpse of do or die It’s a power grab, a back to stab, a glimpse of compromise Tightening tourniquet of ownership and framed anonymous And this broken trust is dangerous We ignite Fire comes to light A riot is a storm You can’t fight when there's nothing left a revolutions born Who's the chosen one who turns the gun to put you in the soil I can’t breathe the air, my own despair that burns the blood to boil This crowd is getting loud and forming clouds and blackening the sky To electrify the polarized We ignite Fire comes to light A riot is a storm You can’t fight when there's nothing left a revolutions born It’s alright and for all of us a force to rise above And ignite waiting glorious an un-denying love
4.
Roposapien 02:28
Future fantastic marionette. Robosapien genetic. Altered esthetic hand puppeteer Robosapien synthetic Future fantastic spun gun a roulette that killed the magic Look. look at them with perfect symmetry Made in our own image naturally Built with a superiority Terminate inferiority Why would we forsake our paradise For the sake of progress whats the price? Why would we forsake our paradise For the sake of progress whats the price? Ai we made you hybrid amid Sentience we will become you Robosapien you alter us Ultimately will destroy us Altered electric hand puppeteer Robosapien synthetic Future fantastic Spun gun a tragic bullet that killed the magic
5.
Apophecy 03:25
Sinking like a shipwreck architect, all lost at sea And ticking like a time-bomb, a false alarm Just like in the calm right before the storm front Our mental construct would have us circle our wagons to sleigh all our dragons, even the good ones In our excess, we are the witnesses Truth serenades while our hearts masquerade on a tightrope like a bad joke But in our chrysalis of abyss we should all wish not to be a self-fulfilling prophecy Now we got the scapegoat antidote All mirror gloat and money that is well spent Mismanagement went broken in our debt we collectively have elected Our feelings to be deflected, ignoring the tragic and source of magic Tie the slipknot of better hoping not All sugar coats for the building of moats round the palace Raise your chalice Comically, tragically, laughing and crying to ease all the pain In the end we’re all the same Tragic humorous hubris caged animal inhuman In the end we’re all to blame And we're caught in the snapshot of better hope not With the new plot based on the aftershock Dead reckoning as we enter the ring Pantomimes in these troubled times But in our chrysalis of abyss we should all wish not to be a self-fulfilling prophecy Tragic humorous hubris caged animal inhuman In the end we’re all to blame All human hypocrites, crying and laughing to heal all the pain In the end we’re all the same
6.
What you’re feeling measured by the pleasure ceiling Quixotic quicksand sinking you where you stand We think with the ink invisible, find our kind in a mind divisible In motion capture just in time for the reigning rapture None for the after Well is there no escape from Oz The albatross of exorcist paralysis and Don’t upset the applecart of Camelot The spin in the analysis and Maypoles in the souls of effigies burn bright in the embers memories Mainlining writers, straw men fighting paper tigers This place is my space geometry and my inner trigonometry Crashing disasters aiming high for the swinging rafters None for the after The torches of the angry mob with guns and God Maniacally delusional and We’re stepping through the looking glass of the aftermath Of logically illusional plans Well is there no escape from Oz The albatross of exorcist paralysis and Don’t upset the applecart of Camelot the spin in the analysis and We’re stepping through the looking glass of the aftermath Of logically illusional plans
7.
Memories to re-replay in the tolls we pay for our confusion Heightens the mystery of history with one conclusion Held in the fields of play the shapes of shade and lights illusion Life’s a dream in this flesh machine our reels unraveling We’re the dream in this life machine of stars and silver screens We chase the light and race the mirror face our self-delusions Spin on the carousel, a wishing well with no solution Mirage beyond beyond, there’s a waving wand of absolution Life’s a dream in this flesh machine our reels unraveling Shadows on the wall Voices sing through halls that pull you down Downstream drowned by old dreams Pictures on the wall Whispers of us all and all fall down Ghost of those who pass through Life’s a dream in this flesh machine our reels unraveling We’re the dream in this life machine of stars and silver screens Life’s a dream in this flesh machine our reels unraveling We’re the dream in this life machine of stars and silver screens
8.
Strange day ran away with a spoon in June and Milky Way Goodbye skies of golden burning Light too dark put out adjourning Colors in your eyes are turning Misty memory of the polyester soft machine Jukebox Joni silver-screening Sea-foam celluloid revealing Cartoon cutouts on the ceiling Turn on transistors. Hiss whisper In deep phase all ablaze New scene, so serene as we dance our William Tell Routine Swing Victrola Betty Pages Laugh and cry on mini stages Transmit transit different ages Tune out your scripture to picture blue ages portrait paint Fades radio broadcast waves held our gaze Tune out your scripture to picture blue ages portrait Strange day ran away with a spoon in June and Milky Way Goodbye skies of golden burning Light too dark put out adjourning Strange day ran away with a spoon in June and Milky Way Goodbye skies of golden burning Light too dark put out adjourning
9.
We’re just phantoms in the aperture these days Like a ghost inside a chroma-key relay That transmits the bits from broadcast far away And this prison turning prism will decay And so freeing from illusion comes the day When the hologram that modern man's become Melts away with light from invisible sun On horizons that arise in everyone You only get this life And there’s only so much time behind these eyes There’s so much more to miss Don’t waste your time You only get this life And there’s only so much time behind these eyes There’s so much more to this Don’t waste your time Now my Joan of Arch is in the dark of me Lost the spark that held my hearts captivity In return the bridge was burned permanently Curse the thieves of destinies yet still to come And the Symphony cacophony becomes Pressured gravity electric chemistry Pulsing through the waves of supersymmetry In a sphere of frequency infinitely You only get this life And there’s only so much time behind these eyes There’s so much more to miss Don’t waste your time You only get this life And there’s only so much time behind these eyes There’s so much more to this Don’t waste your time

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released July 1, 2019

Raze The Maze is Moorea Dickason + Tarik Ragab
All Songs + Lyrics Written by Tarik Ragab
All Vocal Arrangements by Moorea Dickason

Produced by Moorea Dickason + Tarik Ragab
Mixed by Alberto Hernandez in Berkeley, CA
Mastered by Piper Payne at Neato Mastering in Oakland, CA
Album Art by Tarik Ragab (acrylic on canvas)

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1 SOIL
Tarik: Bass, Guitar, Keys
Moorea: Vocals
Terry Branam: Drums

2 DIGITAL DEITY
Tarik: Bass, Guitar, Keys
Moorea: Vocals
Terry Branam: Drums

3 A RIOT IS A STORM
Tarik: Bass
Moorea: Vocals
Brian Sheu: Guitar
Colin Hogan: Keys
David Flores: Drums
Jonathan Herrera: Synth

4 ROBOSAPIEN
Tarik: Bass, Guitar
Moorea: Vocals
Brian Sheu: Guitar
Colin Hogan: Keys
David Flores: Drums

5 APOPHECY
Tarik: Bass, Guitar, Keys
Moorea: Vocals
Colin Hogan: Keys
Terry Branam: Drums

6 QUIXOTIC QUICKSAND
Tarik: Bass, Synth Bass
Moorea: Vocals
Colin Hogan: Keys
Jon Arkin: Drums

7 LIFE'S A DREAM
Tarik: Bass, Keys
Moorea: Vocals
Colin Hogan: Keys, Accordion
Terry Branam: Drums

8 WILLIAM TELL ROUTINE
Tarik: Bass, Keys, Orchestration
Moorea: Vocals
Terry Branam: Drums

9 YOU ONLY GET THIS LIFE
Tarik: Bass, Keys, Orchestration
Moorea: Vocals
David Flores: Drums
Matthew Charles Heulitt: Guitar

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