Science sans conscience © E.5131 (track 16)
(Science without conscience)
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(Need for flesh)
Chewing up the Man is its desire.
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Who does it serve ?
Is its wish to educate ?
To breastfeed, to protect the child ?
To feed the poor men, the mothers ?
Who, all of them, only for a period,
Ask, and also desire.
A rest, a break, a bit of forbidden grace,
So all, for one second, dazzles.
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L’Homme en Gris © E.5131 (track 17)
(The Man dressed In Grey)
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The other, his attribute, carrynig a black cloak, with a tabard, black, red, bloody coloured .
Who protects the man in grey, keeps his treasure,
Who fires,
Away
Its pleasure is to crush the human to death and I know...The Loco.
The soul under the flesh. Then the blade.
Under the flesh.
Then the tear
Under the...
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Look at the shepperd, dressed in skin of cow, under the rain.
His stooge, under his poncho.
And the other one, in burnous.
Chewed up. So be it.
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Mâchés, soit ! © E.5131 (track 18)
(Chewed up. So be it)
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The Machine is here and is on watch
And crushes.
But the man...
The Machine is here and is on watch
And crushes.
But the man...
The Machine is here and is on watch
And crushes.
And is on watch
And crushes.
And it is the dark.
_© E.5131
© photo: Armande Chollat-Namy
