n the last days of the human race, a lone voyager fell from the stars.

Assuming human form, the voyager was appalled at the atrocities of war, starvation, exploitation, greed and prejudice.

Thrown into existential despair and dismay at what this existence could possibly mean, the voyager found themself reaching for the many material pleasures of the human world.

But despite the promises of pleasure, the alien now found themself beholden to addictions and attachments that caused them great pain.

In that suffering lied the answers they sought. Only by journeying through the darkness could they truly learn what it means to be human.

09 Agoraphilia

08 Be Free

07 O, Misery!

06 Lies

05 Sex Addict

04 Cosmic Kamikaze

03 Grains In The Hourglass

02 Fruit Of Knowledge

01 Cognition

In The Service Industry

I was never one to follow so I dropped out 
Run my mouth on nicotine, never seem to calm down 
I was high on liberation getting wasted in my hometown 
I resisted integration now I'm shaking from the comedown 

Take a hit of psylocin, hit this shit it's innocent 
Swimming with the villians in my mental images 
Spit synesthetic syphilis, being is epiphanous 
Antithesis of nihilists and cynic existentialists 

Collect inconveniences, a pill popping hedonist 
Klonopin and Oxycontin robbing thoughts of geniuses 
You don't know how deep this gets. 
They know all our weaknesses 
Missile double helixes are screaming through your phone.

Fresh Don't Lie

Storm front drowning all creation 
Spectres dancing on the dawn 
Hung heads manning every station 
Mercy, where did we go wrong? 

Drink up till you feel the distance 
Memories woven into song 
Speak, but no one ever listens 
Lonesome. Been alone too long.

Storm Front

Am I a commodity? My body
Sweats and bleeds to gain the right to be
I’ve been talking in my sleep
Please don’t wake me
Work and sleep. But what the fuck is sleep?
 
Now they’re looking in my windows
Those silhouettes of death are breathing down my debts
Where did all my friends go?
Projecting sex, excess, success and regret
 
I said no
I said no
No

Am I an anomaly? Who owns me?
Free to dream mandated fantasies
Someone punish the police
When the shepherd slays his sheep
To Be is now a luxury
 
And I’m fetishizing cell phones
Sucking on a rhizome
Animistic power trips abandoned IEDs
Privilege is a payload, a drone
A finger on the trigger, an omnipresent foe
 
Say no
I said no
I said no
No

Tout le monde deteste la police
No justice no peace

Commodity Fetish (No!)

i would write the lyrics here, but there are secrets in them.

Wither, Tree of Life

Let’s run away to a foreign land
Claim a space for isolation
Build a home with our bare hands

Roam till the billboards rust
Oxidation: sweet salvation!
Free our lives of lies of lust

(CHORUS)
Light the pipe dream up
So serene to smoke a dream
When blood won’t hold a buzz

Into surreality
Otherwise I’m falling asleep 
At the wheel

In the autumn
We’ll grab some yabyum
In the mountains
In the mountains

In the hot spring, 
I’ll make your thighs sing
Flowing fountains 
In the mountains


Hype Dreams

Well I had two lovers
And they loved eachother
Thrive on commotion
Play in the dirt

Dance in the soil
Magnolia shade
Microbe aroma
Voracious, untamed

Somebody call the gender police!
These women do not shave
My ego ideal ain't no homo
She's a homosape

The Irish wear dresses
But they're just repressed?
We danced to their music 
But we're still depressed

Would you be my lover?
Love you like my mother?
Dare not utter "other"
Gouge my eyes out
Fuck, I'm Oedipus

Paint me a sun on the politic page
That blossoms like blood from the candidate's face
Drain him and drink does he bleed red or blue?
It's just cheap merlot that the priest has diluted

Steal Eucharist from the mouths of the saved
Repeat the sins that the preacher forgave
My ego ideal takes a piss in the chalice
He's castration anxious, cupping his phallus

Somebody call the gender police!
These women do not shave
My ego ideal aint no homo 
She's a homosape


Castration Anxiety (Rough Draft)

Loner are a crew of space entities crash landed in this dimension. They bring with them the ancient secrets of the cosmos, bizarre demonstrations of alien flora and fauna, and the continuing mission to find the universe's best party.

Josie Loner

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