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by Chin Up!

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All music written and performed by Chin Up!
Chin Up! is and has been Patrick, Matt C, Kevin, Ben, Jesse, Matt H, Travis and Calvin
This album is a collaboration of every version of this band.

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released February 3, 2015

Guest artist on Track 6: Keyoung
Guest artist on Track 8: Larry Prelog
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Mike Kenway at Neverwhere Sound & Design
Produced by Mike Kenway and Chin Up!
Album concept & artwork by Chin Up!, Neverwhere Sound & Design and Sorbet Jungle

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Track Name: A Manifesto
If we stand for nothing
All this is meaningless
Track Name: Prism
Prism

"Government ought to be all outside and no inside. . . . Everybody knows that corruption thrives in secret places, and avoids public places, and we believe it a fair presumption that secrecy means impropriety." - Woodrow Wilson

unquestioned
unresolved
what you don't know enslaves you

all hail the all seeing eye
shines like a light in this sea of darkness
a false hope
a better tomorrow
preaching safety
while denying its blindness

these chains are fashioned of secrets
while they tell us that we are free
"what you don't know will never hurt you"
words, like ash, offered up as a guarantee

we created this monster
circling closer in the dark
it knows our every weakness
its talons buried in our hearts
our hands stained with ink
like the blood of the martyrs
we peal back the curtain
revealing the visage behind

no benevolent sovereign
just a self serving demon
we've fed with our hopes and our fears
Track Name: Empires Of Sand
Empires Of Sand

you raise your fists like a martyr
but the blood won't wash off your hands
you wield your cross like a weapon
breaking backs of the already damned.

(while your city lies in ruins)

who is this god that you've created
you speak in his name but have never seen his face
i will no longer stay silent in the shadows
while you preach a doctrine built on hate

i've seen you on your knees
in your monuments to built to excess
with your holy books in hand
praying for the strength to kill
all you don't understand

who made you judge and jury
who gave you the power of life or death
you've run the streets red with blood
and stained these whitewashed walls with innocence

i will not serve your god of hate

tear down these walls
we'll burn this city to the ground
we'll burn this city down
Track Name: The Propagandist
The Propagandist

"No matter how big the lie; repeat it often enough and the masses will regard it as the truth." - John F. Kennedy

who needs proof
who needs evidence
just blind acceptance
of everything you're told

you are part of the machine
force-fed (a diet of) fear and hate
you spit fire
but only self-immolate

these hammers that you wield
only serve to crucify yourself
reguritate everything you consume
your words just an empty shell

you are not the sacrificial lamb
your speech is just an echo
made of half truths and empty cries
you speak with venom and hatred
you talk of change while spitting lies

vitriolic
parasitic
you cut off your nose despite your face
indocrinated
fabricated
there is no truth within this place

all talk
and no action
all smoke
with no passion
this rhetoric that spills from poisoned lips

who needs proof
who needs evidence
just blind acceptance
of everything you're told
repeat everything you're told

so you scream your lungs out
and you swing your fists full of hate
but your empty words mean nothing
your empty words mean nothing
Track Name: Brave New World Order
Brave New World Order

"...most men and women will grow up to love their servitude and will never dream of revolution." - Aldous Huxley

false sense of security
underneath this blanket of fear
so content and so complacent
(turn a blind eye to their tears)

unwilling to question
the established truths
a history written by the victors
built on broken bones and shattered lives

FED ON LIES
(we're) BRED TO BLEED AND DIE
FED ON LIES
(we're) BRED TO BLEED AND DIE

TO BLEED AND DIE

tune out
buy in
the consumer has become the consumed
marching on to the killing fields
feed the masses
(the consumer has become the consumed)
this is our future encased in this casket
buried six feet deep
(under our hopes and dreams)
slaves to all that we have become
our blood powers the machine

we will stand
we will fight

we will not bow to these new gods
of power and gold
a new world order
armed to the teeth
(keep the faithful caged)

face the firing squad
set fire to the system
(rotten from the inside out)
as olympus falls
Track Name: Brighter
Brighter

a life spent in darkness
this is for the broken hearted
this is for those held down
the lost and the hopeless

there is hope
there is hope for a city in flames

don't let them hold you back
don't let them hold you down

we will make a change
though the world burns
we will be the fire
a light of hope in darkness

and maybe we won't be everything
that you wanted us to be
but we won't let that darken
this light that burns inside

we've been yearning for the sunlight
but have spent our lives in darkness
so comfortable
sheltered
safe
here in the unknown
it's time to take back our lives
time to face our fears head on
no turning back
step out into the light

WE WILL BURN BRIGHT AS THE SUN

we will make a change
though the world burns

WE WILL BURN BRIGHT AS THE SUN
WE WILL BURN BRIGHT AS THE SUN
Track Name: Like Hands That Strike A Clock
Like Hands That Strike A Clock

you've stolen everything you wanted
leaving a sea of broken bodies in your wake
sucked the marrow from the bone
just a shell remains

this house has become a prison
afraid of the dark
the shadows rise up like specters and monsters
she is fighting for her life

they were more than just bodies
they were more than containers of skin
they were not yours for the taking
these broken hearts will never mend

and i hope you're haunted by the ghosts of those you've broken
sleepless nights and tortured days
no rest for the wicked
no redemption
no peace

(but this is a life reclaimed)

no more cowering in the darkness
she smiles through blood and crooked teeth
this is freedom
no more abuse

struck down

you are the cancer
you are the scourge
you are pariah
you are the coward
you deserve nothing less than to have everything you love stripped away