Link to the video

https://youtu.be/G3v5nrNtafI?si=9HqZYKMrK3_SEs5e


Lyrics
So who holds a key to feel 
their happy inside
and must madness always win 
when sanity slides
if true beauty’s only measured 
by the ugliest stares
why’d you still need to hear 
their magic three words
when holding out for a change 
won’t make a new you
guess maybe the smartest money’s 
still on the biggest fool
cos our wasted day weighs more 
every single year
and in the end you’ll cry drown 
your regretful dry tears

BUT I FOUND BLISS IN IGNORANCE 
THE MORE I SEE THE LESS I WANNA KNOW
TELL ME A STORY AND MAKE IT REAL
SELL ME A STORY JUST MAKE ME FEEL
COS I’M SICK OF LIVING THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS
THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS THROUGH THESE REPEATS
I’M SICK OF LIVING THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS
THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS IT’S ENDLESS REPEAT

Now go find your two reasons 
that get you through
cos nobody’s gonna save you 
from the ghosts of you
so take those chances to make
your feel real today
cos waiting round for forever 
it’s just so passe
and stop blaming tomorrow 
for choices never made
you never thought you’d made

BUT I FOUND BLISS IN IGNORANCE 
THE MORE I SEE THE LESS I WANNA KNOW
TELL ME A STORY AND MAKE IT REAL
SELL ME A STORY JUST MAKE ME FEEL
COS I’M SICK OF LIVING THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS
THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS THROUGH THESE REPEATS
I’M SICK OF LIVING THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS
THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS THROUGH THESE REPEATS
YEAH I’M SICK OF LIVING THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS
THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS ON ENDLESS REPEAT
I’M SO TIRED OF GIVING IN ENDLESS REPEAT
TO GHOSTS THAT KEEP LIVING ON ENDLESS REPEAT
WITH THE MONEY AND POWER REPEATIN REPEATS
RULE THE MEN OF THE HOUR DEFENDING REPEATS
WHILE PEACE CIRCLES VICTIMS IN ENDLESS REPEAT
OUR SHOCK FACTORS DIE IN BIG SCREEN REPEATS
AS WARS AND THEIR SYSTEMS REPEAT AND REPEAT
SO INNOCENCE CAN DIE AS HISTORY REPEATS
INNOCENCE DIES ON ENDLESS REPEAT
INNOCENTS DIE IN ENDLESS REPEATS
INNOCENCE DIES ON ENDLESS REPEAT
INNOCENTS DIE IN ENDLESS REPEATS
THEIR INNOCENCE IS DYING
OUR INNOCENCE IS DYING
INNOCENTS ARE DYING
THE INNOCENCE OF DYING


The Innocence of Dying (Endless Repeats)

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Spirits Are Dancing (2025) Remastered

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Breakbeat (2025) Remastered

Angels Heaven (2025)

Delicate Bonds (2025) Remastered

Distance (2025)

Pulsonix (2025)

Journey To Phobos (432Hz)

The Worker [Smiles For Nothing]

[Intro]

The beggar prays to masters,
they never hear his plea.
The one who pets the tiger
soon learns what teeth can be.

He thought the machine his brother,
a friend to ease the load.
But oil will never quench him,
it poisons what he sowed.

[Verse 1]

He walks in the same old circle,
same door, the same result.
An idiot keeps repeating,
and prays the world will halt.

He builds his cage with patterns,
a prison made of doubt.
The shadow laughs behind him,
no different ending out.

[Chorus]

Seven shadows in the mirror,
dancing where I stand.
Every mask a different actor,
every lie a broken hand.

[Verse 2]

He cries at the smallest whisper,
his eyes are wide with flame.
He points at the other children,
but he’s calling out his name.

She hides her rage in silence,
her hunger locked away.
She smiles at the crowded table,
but her hunger doesn’t stay.

[Chorus]

Seven shadows in the mirror,
voices not my own.
But if I face the darkness,
I can bring them home.

[Outro]

The worker smiles for nothing,
his shadow shakes the dice.
He trades his soul for silence,
and pays the same old price.

The mirror cracks with laughter,
the actors take their bows.
A thousand lies keep marching,
and no one wonders how.

The Worker [Smiles For Nothing]

Note: In light of the recent AI breakthroughs, we feel it's important to clarify that we've been working with voice modulation since the mid-1990s – originally inspired by David Bowie's album Outside. Our approach predates AI-driven tools and is rooted in treating the voice as an instrument, shaped and sculpted through earlier technologies.

We fully understand that questioning authenticity may not be the intention – but it's worth remembering that all electronic music is, by nature, mediated and transformed. Even Nietzsche pointed out how modern tools shape us: inserting paper into a typewriter already creates a distance that handwriting does not. Perhaps birdsong is the only truly authentic sound. 🐦

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