Entry-Level Position

Security Drones

When The Gas Mask Fails

Will we survive
Another Night
Or do we come alive
In the absence of light

We grow accustomed to the dark

This was not the way life was supposed to be
We adjust our eyes for survival
And now we don't like what we see
This was not the way life was supposed to be
Resilience amongst uncertainty

With uncertain step
When not a moon dispose a sign
Rejecting all things light
to let the darkness shine

We grow accustomed to the dark

This was not the way life was supposed to be
We adjust our eyes for survival
And now we don't like what we see
This was not the way life was supposed to be
Resilience amongst uncertainty

We grow accustomed to the dark

Accustomed To The Dark

There’s a change that’s coming soon
And we don’t think that it should
It's different and new
So we know it isn’t good
So deny any evidence
And stop tryin to think it through
The outside is coming in
So you know what you have to do

Lockdown
Everybody stay inside
Lock down
Just embrace your fears and hide
Lock down
Go outside and you will die
So Shut your eyes and close your mind
And just sing La La la la la la

There’s a change that’s coming soon
Sent here to disrupt
To take everything we know
Rearrange and deconstruct 
And we don’t know what it is
And we don’t know what it can do
First it comes for your family
And then it will come for you

Wolves are at your door

Lockdown
Everybody stay inside
Lock down
Just embrace your fears and hide
Lock down
Go outside and you will die
So Shut your eyes and close your mind
And just sing La La la la la la

There’s a change that’s coming soon
And we don’t think that it should
Different and new
So we know it isn’t good
And we don’t know what it is
And we don’t know what it can do
First it comes for your family
And then it will come for you

Mental Lockdown

Climbing up the ladder
Preparing for the slaughter
Diving Head first
Into a pool without water

Overworked
Inebriated 
Corporate Drunks
Liquidated

We're gonna drink all night!
Let’s go to work!

The day begins
The shake begins
The torture chamber has been set
Dutiful in your cubicle 
Just enough work to get that check
You’re nothing but a number
And no one knows your name
Your a random and replaceable
Part in a rich man’s game

And the day goes on and on
Eight hours last forever
When will you drink again
Answer of course is never
You never ever get to leave

You’ll work yourself 
You’ll drink yourself 
You will work and drink yourself To death

Time to take a break!

Another cup of coffee 
To get you back up on your feet
Make another dollar for 
A man you’ll never meet
The 9 to 5 the daily grind
Gets in your skin like a syringe 
Absent of light, you’ll be alright
When you swim into your binge

And the day goes on and on
Eight hours last forever
When will you drink again
Answer of course is never
You never ever get to leave

You’ll work yourself 
You’ll drink yourself 
You will work and drink yourself To death
Clock the fuck out!

Overworked
Inebriated 
Corporate Drunks
Liquidated

I just got another raise
So I buy another round
Got the company credit card
Let's burn this fucker to the ground

We're gonna drink all night
And then we'll get some food

Corporate Drunks

In the shadows where the demons dwell,
Live the anguished corpses in their private hells  
Screaming whispers haunting frozen breath,
Tare you apart - until there’s nothing left
In the echoes of the graveyard's call,
Heed the summons - embrace the fall.
Through the labyrinth of the tortured mind,
Descend into madness and the loss of time
Closer to the end, the flames ignite,
Accustomed to the darkness, and relentless fight.
Beneath the moon, where shadows crawl,
March to the rhythm of the reaper's call.

Rivers of despair, a soul bereft,
In the realm of chaos, reeking of death.
Thunder roars, symphony of dread,
When you look into your eyes 
you can see that 
You're Already dead

In the grave that the silence weaves,
The corpses rot as the darkness leaves.
Final embrace, with nothing left to keep.
Shut you out in eternal sleep,
Through the ashes of a world undone,
Through the path where the shadows run.
In the ruins of forgotten dreams, 
The Violence reigns in terrible scenes

Closer to the end, the flames ignite,
Accustomed to the darkness, and relentless fight.
Beneath the moon, where shadows crawl,
March to the rhythm of the reaper's call.

Rivers of despair, a soul bereft,
In the realm of chaos, reeking of death.
Thunder roars, symphony of dread,
When you look into your eyes 
you can see that 
You're Already dead

You're Already Dead

Mr. Good Employee is the loyal worker who keeps showing up after the apocalypse. Punk, metal, and horror fuse with sarcastic corporate cheer as he reports the grim truth with gratitude no one asked for. A soundtrack for anyone stuck in a job that feels cursed.