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Ides of Mars

from Ides of Mars by Fast Food Society

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In this boring dystopia vacant souls become the lonely crowds.
Amusing ourselves to death, accepting the world's end, but not out loud.

Alienated from human nature, my will commodified.
No Ides of Mars, no dead Gods of war selling screams dreaming that i think "at least i tried".

Nothing left to say in this spectacular decay.
Nothing left to do but wait, curled-up in despair on our deathbeds, for inevitable, self-induced, eternal misanthropic, myopical...
DOOM

Powerless to change anything or any way.
Deathknell getting up, anesthesia going down.
Powerless to change anything or any way.
Deathknell getting up, anesthesia going down.

Powerless to change anything or any way.
Deathknell getting up, anesthesia going down.
Powerless to change anything or any way.
Deathknell getting up, anesthesia going down.

Anesthesia going down!

Powerless to change anything or any way.
Deathknell getting up, anesthesia going down.
Powerless to change anything or any way.
Deathknell getting up, anesthesia going down.

Anesthesia going down!

Powerless to change anything or any way.
Deathknell getting up, anesthesia going down.
Powerless to change anything or any way.
Deathknell getting up, anesthesia going down.

Anesthesia... anesthesia... anesthesia...

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from Ides of Mars, released May 15, 2023

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Anti-establishment rock in the age of showbusiness.

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