Save Me

Whitey

Sampler

Mechanical Thrust Mix performed by File Transfer Protocol.
Original song was written by Hellbeast of The Night and can be
found on their album, "And Then All Hell Broke Loose".

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'Use Me' Mechanical Thrust Mix | Hellbeast of The Night & File Transfer Protocol

Remix of "While I'm Still Here" by Genesis Breyer P-Orridge, from the Deluxe Edition of "Hesitation Marks."

Hesitation Marks (Deluxe Version)

While I'm Still Here (Breyer P-Orridge 'Howler' Remix)

Free Web release from File Transfer Protocol

Shadows

There's this feeling that I can't seem to shake. There's no meaning, and I've had all I can take. And one by one you are pulled away from me. And gun by gun we call the singularity.
I don't like the world as I see it today. It's just a shadow of things that went way. Feelin' like the ones who I thought I could trust are buried under sneers and lies and rust. And I'm standing here on fire today. All your words meant shit to me anyway. Now you're broken and empty inside and you've lost. Had you ever considered the extent of the cost?
We're selling your soul today. Like we do every day. We filter all that you see and hear. We're collecting our toll today. No use to run away. By the end, you won't feel any fear. We're selling your soul today. Like we do every day. We filter all that you see and hear. You're playing your role OK. Don't matter anyway. In the end, you'll still disappear.
There's a seething in my mind, as of late. Heard them screaming as the grid fell into place. And one by one they were pushed too far to see. And it's begun we've signaled our defeat.
I don't like the world as I see it today. It's just a shadow of things that went way. Feelin' like the ones who I thought I could trust are buried under sneers and lies and rust. And I'm standing here on fire today. All your words meant shit to me anyway. Now you're broken and empty inside and you've lost. Had you ever considered the extent of the cost?
We're selling your soul today. Like we do every day. We filter all that you see and hear. We're collecting our toll today. No use to run away. By the end, you won't feel any fear.We're selling your soul today. Like we do every day. We filter all that you see and hear. You're playing your role OK. Don't matter anyway. In the end, you'll still disappear.


The Singularity

In celebration of the upcoming album from darkwave legend David Galas, titled "The Ghosts of California, David has teamed up with industrial artist, File Transfer Protocol for a series of remixes.  This is the first of those remixes titled "My Struggle (Regret Mix). This song is currently available for streaming, only, but will be released for sale in the coming weeks with the arrival of "The Ghosts of California".  More information on each artist can be found on their respective sites:  David Galas: http://www.davidgalas.com    File Transfer Protocol: http://www.bipolarization.com

David Galas & File Transfer Protocol - My Struggle (Regret Mix)

Your castle up in the sky
built on your greed and your lies
Can not protect you from 
the hate we hold locked inside

The time for talking is past
Our numbers growing so fast
We're bent on tearing down 
all that you had hoped would last

Faceless and masked in the crowd
Our screaming so fucking loud
hold your hands up but now we're in your head

Down here we look to the skies
Cops can't keep us from the prize
Only a matter of time till we bring you down

What if I told you that 
I walk among you and
I'm right behind you and 
I'm just a "suit" like you

We stalk your halls of power 
We'll bring your darkest hour
We know not how to relent
We are the 99%

We are a nation in flames
And yet you drink your champaigne
We're going under all the 
while that you post record gains

Empires laden with lies
Bed ridden government ties
And the Fed sells all your hope then hides

Locked down the parks from inside
The net you stifled with lies
But we're still here hiding in your head

Your cronies sweep through the crowd
Our hatred takes to the cloud
Try to stop it but the fire has begun to spread

What if I told you that 
I walk among you and
I'm right behind you and 
I'm just a "suit" like you

We stalk your halls of power 
We'll bring your darkest hour
We know not how to relent
We are the 99%

In the end we will bring you down
In the end we will watch you drown
Your time my friends is winding down
It's time to cleanse your filthy crown

If only you had cared where we were going to
You might have seen the fact that they were snowing you
And while you were steeped in your distraction
There were forces all around you taking action

Wake up
This isn't fiction anymore
Wake up
This is a brand new kind of war
Wake up
Look past your censored TV screens
Wake up
Show me the faces behind the regime


Blackout, Wall Street, FED us a "safer" regimen
Burn down, fallback, regroup and then attack again
Look up, Prozac bleeding from your network news
Get up, shove back, now it's time to light the fuse

If only we had dared to stop them from buying you
We might have seen the fact that they were trying to
And now that you're knee deep in police action
You have forced us to surround you and take action

Wake up
This isn't fiction anymore
Wake up
This is a brand new kind of war
Wake up
Look past your censored TV screens
Wake up
Show me the faces behind the regime

Blackout, Wall Street, FED us a "safer" regimen
Burn down, fallback, regroup and then attack again
Look up, Prozac bleeding from your network news
Get up, shove back, now it's time to light the fuse

Regime

Just like you I'm getting fed up with what they say
Just like you I'm watching freedom erode away
Just like you I see their power growing strong
Just like you I want to put them where they belong

Turn my eyes to the circling skies overhead
And contempt begins to well up deep inside
'Till we rise we must be careful where we tread
And my glare I can no longer seem to hide

I hear the cameras zoom, I turn my head away.
I feel the scanners loom, they probe much deeper today
Sinking our shadows so much further in the underground
And you know they'll never see this coming down

I am the virus that tears your drones out of the sky
I am the spark that flares a million people to life
I am the eyes that stare though your media's lies
And I'll keep coming at you from every single side

Just like you I'm getting fed up with heads of state
Just like you I watch them bicker, deny and berate
Just like you I see world power is going so wrong
Just like you I want to shove  them back where they belong

Turn my eyes to the circling skies overhead
'Till we rise we must be careful where we tread

I hear the cameras zoom, I turn my head away.
I feel the scanners loom, they probe much deeper today
Sinking our shadows so much further in the underground
And you know they'll never see this coming down

I am the virus that tears your drones out of the sky
I am the spark that flares a million people to life
I am the eyes that stare though your media's lies
And I'll keep coming at you from every single side

Subversion

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File Transfer Protocol is the product of a post industrial sound which originated in the fading steel towns of north eastern Ohio. A combination of driving distorted guitars, mangled synths, processors and other various electronic gadgetry helps project an overall foreboding sound that effectively paints a picture of isolation and introspection. This area of the country also spawned such bands as Filter, Nine Inch Nails, Tool, DEVO, DINK and Marilyn Manson.

Regime

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