Our New World

by Another Mother's Milk

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"How are we going to snub out this discourse?"

"Well, our current research is indicating it's that blasted morality gene that's keeping the lower castes from succumbing to apathetic neurosis."

"We need to make them feel welcome in their wasteland, remind them of the futility of even attempting an uprising. We tease them with their "rights" when we could deconstruct the atoms of entire continents. In reality we need to keep them fighting and killing among themselves, let absurdity reign."

"But our propaganda has become impotent, for Goebbell's sake! What are you proposing we do to come up with the next revolutionary tactic in media manipulation? The trivial variations we were using to divide the populace has been detected through this resurgence of humanitarianism. Even the pornographic images we've been using to oversensitive the masses to perform orgiastic rituals is backfiring. The birth rates are lower than ever!"

"It's really quite simple."

"What are you going on about?"

"Elaborate, please! We're all running out of options!"

" We make our presence known."

"Have you gone mad? Our presence has been known for thousands of years. The invisible hand has been a widely accepted stigma of globalization, even predating The Founders. Do we storm into the UN, on a global stream synced up to every electronic console, and announce we've been the puppet master's you dare conspire against?"

"Precisely. We've inadvertently fabricated this dream of one day reaching utopia, of traveling the cosmos in unison with our celestial neighbors. We must put an end to this fantasy that we had no intentions of granting, even thus far. The installation of hope in various farcical entities has driven a ghastly awareness that's spreading like wild fire. The trend of anti intellectualism is fading rapidly, economic and environmental reform is being pushed even by high school children! Before we can even fathom our demise, we'll have pseudo- intellectual, philanthropic, syndicalists filling our seats and prosecuting us for crimes against humanity. Our only solution left is to either come forth with our agenda, or stuff our fortunes into escape pod's before the planet is a lump of coal, sucked dry of all life. No more fighting the power, they must kneel to it."

We will show them Our New World

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released February 7, 2017

Music by: Another Mother's Milk
Recorded by: Paul Mac
Album Art: Hugh Happi
Conspiring with: Quality Time Records

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Track Name: Blood Wave
When we sprouted legs and started looking for land,
we were just tadpoles, but now we are man.
Way before the wars and the city dwellers,
we were just apes all huddled together.
Did we migrate during the Great Flood?
Or, did we sail away on a wave of blood?
All the sacrifices and the conquistadors,
we've always had the need to conquer more and more
On the blood wave
On the blood wave
We're sailing on the blood wave
Oh nO!

We laughed at the natives and their simple ways.
We mocked their many gods, than we put them in chains.
From the race to the moon, to the depths of the earth,
we still let the upper class determine what has worth.
Try to trace it back, discover what came first.
To kill your fellow man, or the unquenchable thirst.
We speak of revolution, while the empire builds.
But, we'll never sail away until the blood is spilled
For the blood wave
do it for the blood wave
Spill it for the blood wave
Oh No!
Track Name: Kneel To Power
The rivers running backwards.
Better call the pastor.
Time for the inspection.
Too late for asking questions.
Subjects fear disaster.
Power is the answer.
Your rights aren't real.
You have no voice.
We own your will
You have no choice

Kneel To Power (x4)

I saw it in a vision.
We'll carry out the mission.
Corroborate the story.
They'll give you martyrs glory.
"Will they spare the children?"
"Will they be forgiven?"
They'll make us proud
and gun them down
until we submit and power wins.

Kneel To Power (x4)
Track Name: Shadow Men
Scared to sleep, too scared to sleep.
Feels like their always after me.
When you wake up in the night,
and your chest is feeling tight,
and it feels like you've got company.
In my dreams they laugh at me.
Disguise themselves as family.
They can even be your friends,
when you think the nightmare ends.
They've followed you to reality.

Shadow Men are at it again.
Those tricks just never end.

Scan the scene, make sure you're safe.
Catch a glimpse, before it fades.
I'm hanging by a thread, is this all in my head?
See their eyes, can never make out the shapes.
Scared to sleep, Too scared to sleep.
Licks up all the fear I feed.
When I wake up in the night,
an know that something isn't right.
Because there's nobody here but me.

Shadow Men are at it again.
Those tricks just never end.
Track Name: Let It Fester
I forgot my dreams again.
Or, this time I never woke up.
Tried to recall those thoughts.
Forget the sequence, pull the plug.
Question things until the end.
Now, I'm stuck in this rut.
Tried to express my point.
I'm better off just keeping shut.
I hear them calling.
I feel the transmitter.
I feel them crawling.
I'll just let it fester.

Fingers fiddle with my skin.
They found another cyst today.
Clear my schedule, cancel plans.
I think they're gonna operate.
They pulled out a microchip.
Said "This ought to get replaced."
Sew me up, zip my scalp,
send those bill, and steal my pay.
I feel it swelling.
The growing transmitter.
The cyst returning.
I'll just let it fester.

They finally show their form.
Feel my heart sink to the floor.
Fight so hard with all my might.
Wake up for a second time.
I thought dreams could do no harm.
Liberated by alarm.
Those thoughts will fester through the day.
I hope this time I'm really awake.
I hear them calling.
I feel the transmitter.
I feel them crawling.
I'll just let it fester.
Track Name: the proles
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Deep within the heart of the prole,
he always knows, he's doomed to assume his role.
Resilient mind, his flesh takes the toll.
Only gets recognized when his ego needs more coal.
Though his life has far passed him by,
he can't shake those dreams of dollar signs.
He's responsible for following all of his orders,
and erecting those walls, for protecting our borders.
Fantasizing of his glorious past, but all he recalls
are the checks he's cashed
When he's finally worked his hands until their numb,
the hours reset, he can't go home.
He's just a cog, he's dead inside.
An organic machine, with too much pride.
No answers left, no answers right.
You've found your place on the paradigm.
There will be no rise, you've found your home.
Revolutions reset to high, middle, and low.
You've always known, you were born a prole.
This is your life, this is your role.
We are the proles.
Track Name: Screen Learning
Another new day, another new regime.
Another view shaped by learning from a screen.
Teach me who to hate, teach me who to fear.
Manipulate my thoughts until my worries disappear.
Condition me in youth, condition more and more.
Until I justify the reason why we went to war.
Tell me what to buy, tell me what to sell.
Tell me who's a threat, and tell me who prevails.

Learning from screens has taught me to just stay asleep.
Broadcasting beliefs that we've perceived as concrete.
Pushing those agendas, no contenders, my attention feeds.
I buy those lies, stay glued all nights, my source of light,
my beloved screen.

Another static mind in the modern age.
Another thought vanishes, only channels change.
I hear it in my sleep, I see it in my dreams.
I used to always worry, until I learned to love machines.
All the white noise, diluting all the wrong thoughts.
Don't ignore the lessons pix elated priests have taught.
Tell me where to lean, tell me where to stand.
Tell me who to welcome, and tell me who to ban.

Repeat chorus
Track Name: Simulated Lover
Simulated lover, this sequence suits me well.
Systematically gyrates, feels too real to tell.
Colored lights touch my face.
There's an algorithm for the heart.
No need for human connection,
you can barely tell the two apart.

Punch that program in, watch your fantasies begin.
In the confines of your home, you will never feel alone.
Ignore all those empty streets, you've found love within this screen.
Don't second guess the flesh you feel
It's your mind that makes this real.
They can even make it you.

Simulated lover, what can't you replicate?
Stimulated over and over, no limits left to break.
Mimics moans, authentically groans.
I can feel my heart palpitate.
Watch the glutton make something from nothing.
But, the climax still feels the same.

Punch that program in, watch your stimuli go dim
In the confines of our homes, we will always feel alone.
We should flood those empty streets.
Stop our hiding behind screens.
Don't let those lights sway how you feel.
It's your mind that makes this real.
This new world, could make do.
Track Name: They Live
Get in your spaceship.
Come and visit another day.
Don't take prescriptions.
Don't wanna step into another frame.
They live among you.
But, I'm thinking that they stole our face.
Don't let your guard down.
Never know who they'll imitate.

Don't look their way.
They'll report you just for noticing things.
Don't look their way.
Or, you'll be vaporized for being awake.
Don't look their way.
Though they look like us, they're far from the same.
I always knew that they lived,
but never knew that they lived among men.
And, they're hiding themselves in our TV sets (x3)
and they're shaping our views.

We've been distracted.
We consumed what was on our plates.
I see right through them.
You just wanna see your channel change.
They got the game rigged.
They control what goes in your head.
How can you spot them?
Don't think you can, just gotta know that they live.

Don't look their way.
You'll be vaporized for being awake.
Don't look their way.
They'll report you just for noticing things.
Don't look their way.
Though they look like us, they're far from the same.
I always knew that they lived.
But, never knew that they lived among men.
And, they're hiding themselves in our TV sets (x3)
and they're shaping our views.
Track Name: Newspeak Baby
She shortens every phrase.
There will be no attention raised.
But, she twitches her face too much.
The party will be in touch.
She'll be conditioned in a week.
They'll reteach her how to speak.
She'll be put in front of a screen
and they'll minimize all of her speech.

Now she's a Newspeak Baby.
She's a Newspeak Baby
She's a Newspeak Baby,
doesn't know what she's thinking.
So, she don't know what she's saying.

She'll give you the run around.
She's devoted to the crown.
Sentence structure is in place,
left hemisphere has been erased.
She fits in perfectly.
Acronyms are all she needs.
She's been so compliant,
there's no struggle when she applies it.

Repeat chorus

She starts to question things.
She pulls off all those puppet strings.
The agency won't be pleased.
They detain her, instantly.
A cruel punishment she faces.
She'll become a sleeper agent.
She'll do anything you say,
once you utter that perfect phrase.
Track Name: Sleeper Agent
Sleeper Agent, Sleeper Agent.
Why don't you tell me what your rank is?
Sleeper Agent, Sleeper Agent.
Do you have any secret phrases?
Sleeper Agent, Sleeper Agent.
Have you been properly conditioned?
Sleeper Agent, Sleeper Agent.
Will you carry out your mission?

Hook me up to those machines.
I'll give you the answers you need.
They've experimented on me.
I'm a vessel for my country.

Sleeper Agent, Sleeper Agent.
Careful not to touch incisions.
Sleeper Agent, Sleeper Agent.
We'll control all your decisions.
Sleeper Agent, Sleeper Agent.
A numbers now what your name is.
Sleeper Agent, Sleeper Agent.
Our agenda is what your aim is.

Hook me up to those machines.
I'll give you the answers you need.
They've experimented on me.
I'm a vessel for my country.

Sleeper Agent, Sleeper Agent.
Why don't you tell me what your name is?
Sleeper Agent, Sleeper Agent.
You need to profile certain races.
Sleeper Agent, Sleeper Agent.
You're showing way too much resistance.
Sleeper Agent, Sleeper Agent.
We'll have to wipe them from existence.

Hook me up to those machines.
I'll give you the answers you need.
They've experimented on me.
I'm a vessel for my country.
Track Name: House In The Earth
Well, I grabbed my boots and I snagged my cash.
I went into the basement, waited for the storm to pass.
But, it never let up.
I heard the sirens blow.
When I'll see the city again, nobody knows.
Well, I surfaced from the rubble.
Knew that I was in trouble.
The city was in ruins, and survivors were all huddled.
The people start to loot.
Police start to shoot.
The Christians start to preach, but their praying is overdue.
So, I grabbed what I could from the remnants of my home.
Just a Ruger .22 and a knife for all the hordes.
My rations are low, and my house is in the earth.
I hear the screams in the streets.
What's my help even worth?

We don't need the news to tell us marshal laws ensued.
They feed us with the fear, and point their fingers back at you.
The people form their tribes, and they howl at the moon.
They're fucking in the streets while all the snakes just look for food.
The black masks and shields, all begin to round us up.
They segregate us all in groups, that's nothing new to us.
The weak are put down, it's survival of the fit.
They put the strong to work and then they build it all again (x2)
That's the day my house sunk into the earth (x4)