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Voices II​/​Ghosts of the Mesozoic

from Georgia by Werewolves

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14. VOICES II

This is a commencement speech made at SUNY Geneseo by a guy named Joe Diaz. Joe got arrested at Emory in Atlanta last year and there's a video of it. I used some clips of the cops screaming stuff and slowed them down to sound like demons in the background. I wanted everyone to hear what somone that the cops treated like garbage sounds like when he's given the change to speak his mind. These are the dangerous things he has to say

14. GHOSTS OF THE MESOZOIC

As I sifted through sand that I silenty guarded, regarded by some that the surface had hardened the weather is changing, clouds start to move, the skyline is thunderous and has something to prove and we're reminded of our tininess while towering above is the vengance of a god that was supposed to have loved us but left you there, out on the road with no cover while the rain was all raining down over you, lover of solitude, same path you've never forsaken where every fork is the same road not taken and it leads to your future like a forced destination in a structured solemnity of alienation in and alien nation but a natural born, you're a highly sought trophy a last unicorn in a series of serious and mysterious extinctions, a barrage of burials all without distinction and you ran all the way home with tears in your eyes

And it's no surprise the apathy always is eating you alive, like the ghost of a dinosaur too ghastly to thrive and this modern day world of connected computers, proprietary pharmaceuticals and unaffordable sutures and the lights in the sky don't signal the ending, just a gaping and festering wound never mending in an absence of ozone, a zone of destruction and the place where you're buried needs no introduction, induction in a vessel perpetually floating in a sea full of plastic too toxic for hoping to swim in again when you know it'd be sinful to write your name in the sand when it's all just expendable

*This song references a lot of things about our world, including the film "The Last Unicorn" and a famous poem by Robert Frost."

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from Georgia, released May 1, 2012

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