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Machinacene Epoch

by The FMs

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released August 18, 2017

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The FM’s, (femmes, female to males, fuck me sillies) androgynous analog goth menacing hymns on the future zeitgeist. Evoking a contemporary nihilist take on 1970’s glam antics. Condoms are given away from the stage to encourage folks to stop overpopulating the planet. At times everyone tries to twerk. The FMs simply want to save the world without being dicks about it. ... more

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Track Name: Change Your Men Up
Change Your Men Up

Fighting with their hairy hands
Brutish tyrants ripping at the seems
It seems so strange
We never notice whose to blame

Your little sacs holding all your angry crap
Harassing, Catcalling,
The men must be contained

Change Your Men Up, Change Your Men Up, Change Your Men Up
In service to the world
Change Your Men Up, Change Your Men Up, Change Your Men Up
And make them more like girls
Chain Your Men Up, Chain Your Men Up, Chain Your Men Up
Ignore their dicks off
Chain Your Men Up, Chain Your Men Up, Chain Your Men Up
And stop their toxic plots

Victimizing Vampires
Acting like a victim of the times
Thuggish fucking imbeciles
Own the other lives

Maybe we can stop your game
Maybe we can cause you shame
Yeah you break it apart, yeah you break it apart, you’re going under
Track Name: Trinity
Trinity hangs a knife above mankind
The Sister bomb extinguishes the race
The creators taste fear, blood and ecstasy
The destroyers smell power, God and victory
Track Name: Implosion Model
Inter science varied speed
Resonation backwards atom

Shockwave patterns perfect field
Incinerate the atmosphere

Invert the spark
Explode the core
Enrich the gun
Implode the sun

Expanding with the universe
Contracting with our consciousness

Seventy years of modest peace
Infinite more we’re hoping for

Regrets for racing to destruction
Burn the hordes lest ye be burned

Distant people foreign planet
Burn them all the soulless golem

Freezing clouds blanket darkness
Altered Genes deformation
Track Name: In/Out
I am a collaborative art project
I am a blank fucking canvas
Bite me till your nerves are full
Spit me out and you forfeit your turn

You’re an animal, Go on, go on, go on and Eat me
Cannibal, come on, come on, come on and bleed me
She’s fucking you, go on go on go on
and loving you, go on go on and fucking weaken me
Animal, Come on, Come on, Come ` on and Eat me
Cannibal, go on, go on, go on and fucking bleed me
Breaking me, all the way down

I feel no pain, promise me not to refrain
You go insane, I promise you not to complain
Let it out, out,
In, In, out, out,

I am begging for something
What it is I may never know
I can live for a thousand years here
Drinking cum from the fountain of youth

Let it out, out,
In, In, Out, Out
Let it out, out, out,
In, In, out, out,
Track Name: Poke Me
Clown election
Golden erection
Your words disgrace and sodomize our souls

Demonize me
Disappoint me
You defile everything you touch

Nothing great about you
Walking disaster
Pompous fucking reptile of hair

Great America’s now dead
As the system grows in strength
Taking up arms inside our brains
They stole the love that’s left inside our broken hearts

Poke Me

Don’t pretend to love me
Don’t represent me
One more step and I will make you fall

I saw your bullshit
Before you started
Your words disgrace and sodomize our souls

Great Americas Now dead
As the system grows in strength
Taking up arms inside your brain
They stole the love that’s left inside our broken hearts

Poke Me
Track Name: Kill The Code
Inside outside automatic
I can’t flee your system baby
One more time I beat the attix
Can’t stay up by living strong now

Kill The code
Got inside
One step more
Feeding blind
I can’t walk and find I’m dead
Want my hell?
God has sold me

Outside of the line high
I got my feet on a second time
I want you to believe my story
Got my end and I know it’s gory
Once my head is bleeding forth
I’ll take it into I can never

Kill The Code
Got inside
One step more
Feeding blind
I can’t walk and find I’m dead
Want My Hell?
God has sold me
Track Name: Extender
Killing Time the Secret's on the Wall
Oxygen is poison cure us all
Look Inside the Glory of Eternal Life
Charging Ions Flipping Through our Cells

Can you feel
Can you fuck
Can you live up above
Can you fall
And listen to the apple in your eye

Twisting snakes are tempting you to dine
Melting out the reasons left inside
Angry faces roam the vacant hillsides of our season to be here

Ascending the garden walls
Merging with the infinite
A drink from a golden cup
A Prick from a needle
A bath of man made manna
Cyrogenic freezing
Meditative incineration
Or a Spiritual savior from beyond

Death is coming to us all
Or we'll live forever
Track Name: Zombie Pills
Rambling blooming thoughts dreaming of a world without mom’s fear
You’ll never beat the chase or climb upon the backs of all your peers

Sitting still in school my son is what you need to take your place
Open up your mouth and put inside the pills will make you clear

We breathe, faster than our hearts
We feast, on everything we see
We kill, while slaves to zombie pills
You’ll run, when the side effects are clear

I Can't feel my faith conceal my hands

As your infection spreads through all the children on your medicine
We’ll never get it out of the deepest corner of their brains
Education burning down with all the supplies to survive
Fleeing zombies naked starving as you’re trying to stay alive

We breathe, faster than our hearts
We feast, on everything we see
We kill, while slaves to zombie pills
You’ll run, when the side effects are clear

I Can't feel my faith conceal my hands
Track Name: Vanity
It’s something you can’t see
You got more for me and thats so sweet
But I dont want you Vanity

You took one more thing and thats ok
Because I got all it in the way
And thats my end of times yeah

Give me ass
Give me fame
Give me money
Give me ass
Give me love
Give me glory
Gimme sex
Gimme fame
I dont want you vanity
Gimme ass
Gimme love
I dont want you vanity
I dont want you vanity
I dont want you vanity

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