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The song of war shall echo through our mountains. - from "Lusitanian War Song" by Thomas Moore
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Rough wind, rough wind, rough wind For the world's wrong Wild wind, wild wind, wild wind Too sad for song Sad storm, sad storm, sad storm The tears in vain, Deep caves, deep caves, deep caves For the world's wrong Rough wind, rough wind, rough wind For the world's wrong Wild wind, wild wind, wild wind Too sad for song -- Based on "A Dirge" by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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The leaf is faded The birds have ceased to sing The brook is silent By the cold, by the cold Things are not always as they seem Things are not always as they seem To be The outer surface Only man may see Summer it sleeps Beneath the snow --Based on "The Real" by Joseph Horatio Chant
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The sun has set, and the long grass now Waves dream in the evening wind And the bird has flown from that old gray stone In all land round -- no light, no sound Til' wind from far away Comes sighing o'er the healthy sea -- Based on "The Sun Has Set" by Emily Bronte
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A world of books amid a world of green Sweet song without, sweet song again within Flowers in the garden, in the folios too O happy Bookman, let me live with you A library in a garden World's of books in a garden A library in a garden Sweet song within -- Based on "A Library in a Garden" by Richard Le Gallienne
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The days grow shorter The nights grow longer And life grows sadder But love grows stronger The tear comes quicker The laugh comes slower And friends are dearer As friends are fewer --Based on "Interlude" by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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This shit it really has to end It's slowly making me insane We know that there is a big problem And there is one thing left to blame Something's got to give -- we know it Fuck it; hold my beer Give me the gun There is no going back to normal It's sad, but we all know it's true But pointing fingers might be pointless Don't worry I've got two; I'll point for you End this misery -- We need it Take the garbage out --We have to Any volunteers -- No takers? Fuck it; hold my hair Give me the gun
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Once or twice I'll be nice, Maybe three You watch out Don't look at me I watch all the TV shows We all know, just how this goes You watch out Don't look at me Getting closer all the time Keep your distance; I'll keep mine You watch out Don't look at me Grab my arm in the hallway Just what the hell you got to say? You watch out Please don't touch me Keep the fuck away from me Keep the fuck away from me You had your chance; you wouldn't stop Not even when I called the cops You watch out Don't fuck with me They'll never find you; I hid you good A little late, but you understood You watch out Don't fuck with me You watch out Don't talk to me You watch out Don't look at me
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Just when you thought it was safe to go outside You read a Facebook post that said "everyone's died" Oh well, too bad for them. Guess I'll stay right here I never liked nature much, guess I'll grab my next beer Open the Zoom meeting in my PJs My boss demands we work harder; thank god I'm blazed Meeting continues. Click mute. Can't see; can't hear Turn on the TV, then, guess I'll grab my next beer Needed food; ordered out. This is the best It's fucking 4pm - I'm not even dressed I'm getting used to this; please let me stay home 2020 hindsight can wait, I'm on my phone
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Rocking back and forth can't stop this feeling Not sure I can stop the panic. Am I dead? All I gotta do is slow the breathing This will quickly pass; it's all just in my head Thinking of solutions all day long Dig inside my head to find out just what's wrong Up, down, left and right, triggers are everywhere Heart thumping out my chest. I give up. I am scared. It builds and builds and builds and builds and builds and never stops It grows and grows and grows and grows and grows within our thoughts Haven't slept for weeks; I'm trapped; it's coming Thinking left and right escape routes in my head Found a paper bag, but can't stop wheezing Life before my eyes; can't shake this mother fucking dread It builds and builds and builds and builds and builds and never stops It grows and grows and grows and grows and grows within our thoughts It lives it lives it lives it lives it lives in many shapes You run and run and run and run and run, but can't escape
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The stars are spinning their threads, And the clouds are the dust that flies, And the suns are weaving them up For the day when the sleepers arise. -- From "Dream-Song" by George MacDonald
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I lost a world the other day. Has anyone found you? You'll know it by the row of stars Around its forehead bound. -- Based on "Lost" by Emily Dickinson
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I years had been from home, And now before -- now before, And now before the door, I dared not open, lest a face I never saw -- never saw I never saw before Stare vacant into mine And ask my business -- ask my business and ask my business there. My business, -- just a life I left, Was such still dwelling -- was still dwelling, Was such still dwelling there? I fumbled at my nerve, I scanned the windows -- scanned the windows I scanned the windows near; The silence like an ocean rolled, And broke against -- broke against And broke against my ear. I laughed a wooden laugh That I could fear -- I could fear That I could fear a door, Who danger and the dead had faced, But never quaked -- never quaked But never quaked before. I fitted to the latch My hand, with trembling -- with trembling My hand, with trembling care, Lest back the awful door should spring, And leave me standing -- leave me standing And leave me standing there. I moved my fingers off As cautiously -- as cautiously As cautiously as glass, And held my ears, and like a thief Fled gasping from my home I never saw before. Based on "Returning" by Emily Dickinson
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Go the fuck to sleep Won't you go to sleep? Please, just go to sleep And never wake up.
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I am lost - I am lost in a forest Who knows - who knows the way out? Who? I am lost - I am lost in the ocean Who knows - who knows the way home? Who? Don't be afraid of the wolf at your doorway You'll find your way before night takes you back home I am lost - I am lost in the tundra Who knows - who knows the way out? Who? I am lost - I am lost in the sky Who knows - who knows the way home? Don't be afraid of the wolf at your doorway You'll find your way before night takes you back home
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Look in the sky, what can I see? Infinity looking right through me Feet in the sand, what can I feel? A childless mother spinning this wheel Spin, spin, spin, spin... Swim in the ocean; what do you find? The tears of mother for the death of our kind Look to the future; what do you see? A paradise, without you or me Spin, spin, spin, spin...
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I got my little junkyard My own little slice My treasure trove of goodies God damn, it looks nice I got sofas, and chairs Enough to sit for the rest of my days Wall to wall furniture Plenty to spare to make my own maze I've left my carbon footprint At least once or twice I love all my bullshit So what if it's right? A flat screen on all the walls DVDs, stack 'em tall; electronics for days Appliances, Toaster oven, stove, and the best microwave I love my little junkyard This shit's the fucking best I love this little junkyard This shit's the fucking best
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There's just nothing left to say We're still breathing, but all life is gone There's just nothing left for us Just a feeling of things that used to be
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We are falling apart; Before our very eyes Oh no! We are burning to ashes Crumbling to dust The end is nigh Sirens blaring; bombs are rumbling Women crying; children scream All a panic; shit hits the fan The world is ending; time to run We are falling apart Before our very eyes Oh no! We are burning to ashes Crumbling to dust The end is nigh
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Falling up; floating down Left is right; west is east Absurdity Poor are rich; weak are strong Lame can walk and blind can see It's a dream
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If I could time travel I'd come and visit you To do the same old shit We used to do But, if I could time travel I would care more And listen more To what you say If I could time travel I would forget it all The bad things That you do If I could time travel I would come say "goodbye Forgive me I forgive you" - In memory of Dad
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I keep wondering what's left for me Nothing else to do that I can see If time is money, I'm a millionaire Gawd. I'm bored. I've watched each and every TV show Netflix, Disney+, and HBO There's nothing streaming that I haven't seen Fuck. I'm bored. Just when I think I have hit rock bottom I see something so inspirational I will get off my ass and do something great Starting, tomorrow Until then, back to my video XBox, PS4, and Nintendo This shit is boring but it's just temporary Just wait and see
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Looking down on you Little bird trying to fly Wanting to help you But I have to let you die It's sad I know, but it's the way Forgive me, oh please, you have to see It's not me, it's you who has to save The weak things in life that cannot be A scapegoat for all you selfish fools Blaming your maker for your own mess Pointing your fingers and making rules Why you do not have to admit or confess You are the problem and I am ashamed Don't call me your mother Oceans full of tears Hopeful clouds - what might have been Sand once brimming with warmth Now frozen cold You had your fun; your playing war Squandered the gifts I left you all You killed each other and even more Destroyed your home; still standing tall Oh, please stop your onslaught on what remains Your siblings are helpless, have a heart Just look around you it is insane She's broken and bruised and falling apart You killed your maker, her children too Don't call her your mother
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In my dreams, in my dreams; I can see it In my thoughts, in my thoughts; I can read it's mind In my soul, in my soul; I can feel it In my life, it can never be found Though I cry and I doubt I will find it I persevere the unknowing abyss In my dreams, in my dreams; the search is the journey In my dreams in my dreams
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Sorry honey, I guess I fucked up Christmas Here's some money, buy some shit you like Sorry baby, I guess I fucked up New Years Promise next time, I'll remember to buy beer I can only say I'm sorry so many fucking times I promise I will do better next year; give me one more chance Sorry I'm sorry Sorry darlin'; I blew off your birthday I drank too much, and I slept in all day long Sorry sweetie; I missed our anniversary We'll do something super nice next week I can only say I'm sorry so many fucking times I promise I will do better next year; give me one more chance Sorry I'm sorry
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The year has been a tedious one-- A round of toil and sorrow, And, since it now at last is gone, Say farewell and hail the morrow. Yet o'er the wreck which time has wrought A sweet, consoling ray is shimmered-- The one but compensating thought That life has glimmered. Struggling with hunger and cold With bitter contempt we beheld 'er; The little thing was one year old-- But no one cared had she been elder? - Based on "The Dying Year" by Eugene Field
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Pour that glass half full I'm not that thirsty Leave just one more drop For the next sucker Cut above the knee Elbow down for me Bloody currency Live the fucking dream Hats out; beg for more Happy what you get Don't you dare complain You ungrateful shit Don't dare help him out Let the poor boy starve Chose this for himself Live this fucking dream
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Won't last the night Staring in the face of dread Don't tell our children Save yourself Hide your eyes and don't look back Forget what you can
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Don't look at me like that That same blank stare again Spin round Watch me all of my life Seen me stumble and fall Spin round Tick tock. Tick tock.... Cured my every single wound Borrowed time; you want it back Spin round Wipe that grin off of your face Swing your axe somewhere else Spin round Tick tock. Tick tock....
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Little baby in that little tree Crying softly but not for me Swinging gently in the blissful wind Heartless visions of what might have been
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The song of war shall echo through our mountains. - from "Lusitanian War Song" by Thomas Moore

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released December 1, 2020

The artwork is a piece by Beeple (aka Mike Winkelmann). Check him out! www.beeple-crap.com

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