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Claim The Planet `Haujobb`

You never know me 'cause I won't let you in That's all I am is on the surface Always concealing what is lying within Ain't feelin' guilt when there's no purpose It's too late to turn around No tomorrow

Faith in Chaos `Haujobb`

The sun is the past The earth is the present The mind is the future Push as far as it goes The light is the past Concrete is the present The mind is your future Deal with the demons The last man on earth

Penetration (Fuck The Floor) `Haujobb`

For a little piece of a second I have seen men blinking and sparkling Test screen colored, wiped out afterwards Still they're thinking they were universe They swallow the worlds They swallow the worlds

The Cage Complex `Haujobb`

the mystery among the daily frames a native crowd underlines crime somewhere the brains create profit by some well organized disinterest contentment overfed with feigned luxury we didnt recognize the

The Noise Institute `Haujobb`

I broke the silence I rose the volume Hunted the hunters and nobody cared I lost relation to Where I stand I hope the ceiling is Breakable I am free of noize I am free of noize Come on, robot, wake up

A Terrifying Truth `Haujobb`

Yeah I say straighten yuh crooked ways Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly Selassie I liveth every time (Me sing) After me lef from Jamaica, go a foreign pon tour Preaching

Your Pilot `Haujobb`

Look in the dying eyes nothing really changed A knife with a sawtoothed spine your wincing at the pain This distance the romance Nameless cities nameless profiles This distance the romance Decoded light

Deviation `Haujobb`

direct contact connected to earth first time generating the real world non-virtual communication soft dependencies on sharp edged frames a support high visual range overlooked the microscopic changes

Concrete `Haujobb`

You love to be in this moment The past is the past, the future unformed You prefer to be in this minute with me Create it yourself on concrete A certain place in the mythology of romance Covered with initials

Nature's Interface `Haujobb`

Cities close to the seas Calming objects to me Trying to keep it in memory Before all illusions leave A dead letter "First contact, growing fear" Life lessons, like old time movies Casting a deadly spell

Rising Sun `Haujobb`

stabilization coordination upward, foward - linear no compromise acceleration of motion fusion of it all the motivation that never arrives sharp - edged visions caught in a precision the whole existence

Depths `Haujobb`

the access to new excesses excluding environment virtual running be sure there's no return page by page - deeper edge a crash with the ceiling the context cries contact denied interaction scientifically

Last Hero `Haujobb`

Changing qualities More legends than livings It's time to leave If all martyrs Are the same Live and direct From this deeply Into another You know what I mean With the gun in your hand Different meanings

Transfer `Haujobb`

Testify till this accomplishment jacked on the wire To 1000 billion degrees fast fiction, you have to head it off Machines require embracing, changes effective information Spread a million megabytes

Subsonic `Haujobb`

Solid brown corrosion Beneath the watch Molecules are moving In the dephts of the system High-tech lighting sections Approximation of sun Frozen frames of modern Japanese lights are burning longer Impossible

Demon `Haujobb`

The man beamed Eyes slightly unfocused Remind himself to breathe Designed for life Reflection of desire A new mode of beeing Rendering the function Hands unmoving He fears history Remind himself to leave

S.adow `Haujobb`

Never leave me alone I am shrill / but no avail You follow me still The screen reveals my frown Fills it wil glee Night never fails To locate me You appear The only thing that is true Appearing as a flash

Sinus Problem `Haujobb`

Luminous in the halogen Anything less than perfect Human memory reprint Identical copies reflect I'm sitting here absolut now The horizon so very near I watch myself beeing here Fake words hanging on to

Journey Ahead `Haujobb`

eyes zoom in present this frozen monument of confusion of cruelty and harmony romantic sessions with virtual candelight censoring the day forget one's memory those apparent bargains start the sunspension

Platform `Haujobb`

An entirely empty memory Displays nothing of value But you still hold on to your life Like it's your little beloved animal The secondhand being that you call life Your face, familiar to millions Exist

Distance `Haujobb`

Long distance pilots complete changing views exactly different in its roots wide band journey through dynamic crowds sparkling but unreal no matter where the sun goes down no matter if it really happens

Renegades of Noize `Haujobb`

We will cut off your supply Hi-jack your masterminds Return to realtime We will sing the world to sleep Very very deep We will break through your monopols Send back your dope Armed with knowledge-bombs

Boom Operator `Haujobb`

Constantly dissolving Permanent silent stream Loop-stretched zero Just a frame of a hero Warped plastic crap Urban legends upset The halo of blood Slow-mo atomic hurricane Embarrassing that way Some kind

Overflow `Haujobb`

And the way I am talking Staring at me its here. Then you start to overflow I will again. Do you feel it blowing? Do you feel its here? Anywhere I'm going Its near.

X-Flow `Haujobb`

And the way I am talking Staring at me its here. Then you start to overflow I will again. Do you feel it blowing? Do you feel its here? Anywhere I'm going Its near.

Slide `Haujobb`

mind Insufficient memory, syndrome kicks in Dark colors, faint flares Permanent process of winning Why do you love me Why am I scared Insufficient memory, transition to dream When I hold you, I hold the

Centuries In Me `Haujobb`

Dark ring size bone steel wire solid home Had seen main thing superfine shifting Recal getting there half man felt not heard In me centuries breakage previously The shape of things tonight I could not

Metric `Haujobb`

deep Keep doing it wrong Singing along Did I ask you for attention When affection is what I need Thinking Darrow was Sorrow was prefection I would wallow until you Told me there Is no glitter In the

Violator `Haujobb`

of grace Your authentic fake makes me laugh All reasons to hate made my lips numb I still find myself in some vast stadium Your vintage plastic voice No substance of choice No use for confined space The

Clockwise `Haujobb`

an ultimate time physically natural decay cell cosmetic just let us stay forever brainless humanoids avoid the automatic switch - off safety copies of oneself with no consciousness potential material