Mr. Lutz

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* a chill track about trying to find yourself in dark times. Sit back and relax as you dive deep into the vibrations of peace.

Vibrate

In a dark, dark place, in a dark, dark wood.
You found your hiding place?
Because I think you should.
It's obscene.
You're out there looking pretty green.

You stand upon the hill, above the darkest town.
You like to waste your time.
You all just hang around.
Remaining seen.
It's no surprise, you're pretty green.

I can see your faults.
Can you see my needs?
Through the screen.
I can see your outline against the moon.
Pretty green.

Upon a lonely street, there is a golden house.
Even the quietest man can start the loudest shouts.
Fuck your machine.
Oh, my fucking God you are green.

In a dark, dark room, and down a dark, dark stair.
There is a hiding place, and we should hide in there.
Living the dream?
A pretty green flying machine.

You can't  hide your faults.
Can you meet my needs?
Hidden screams.
I can't make your outline against the sun.
It's all green.

You can't read my thoughts.
You wont get inside.
Just unseen.
Can you take me out from amongst the noise.
That's all green.
A pretty green flying machine.

Mixed and Mastered by Woods Studio Norway.


Pretty Green [Woods Studio Norway Mix]

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Many thanks to my friend Annie Dieu-Le-Veut for the opportunity.
https://soundcloud.com/annie-dieu-le-veut
Even today, modern politicians are educated by what's been dubbed a "manual of statecraft", penned by the so-called Father of Modern Political Philosophy and Political Science, the 16th century Venetian, Niccolò Machiavelli. 

In Machiavelli's book, The Prince, they are taught that no matter how evil the means that they employ are, to achieve victory, the ends will justify those means. Then as the victors, all they have to do is to rewrite the history, to present themselves as the good guys. 
Words:

Last night, I dreamed of Machiavelli,
Who, it seems, hasn’t learned much since the days of the Medici.
His pretext of seizing power for the ‘good of God’,
Was straight out of the playbook of Cesar Borgia....
So it seemed from my talk with poor, deluded Niccolo.

Looking into my eyes and holding my hands
He plied me with cunning plots and plans,
Dripping in evil criminality, and base intent
To create chaos for the existing world order
No means was too foul, not even murder.

The end will justify the means, my dear,
Don’t worry your pretty head.
He said.
I wasn’t buying it, though,
And so I said:

All around us in the world today that we see,
Has been caused by those with such a strategy.
The end doesn’t justify the means, at all.
It is the means themselves which create the evil
Of famine, pollution and perpetual war,
Driven by madness, greed and holy preachings;
This is the end created by your teachings.
We now have nation pitted against nation,
Because the way, the means, IS the destination.

Words and vocals by Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, April 2024

Music by Combstead
© Mark Combs, April 2024

Cover Art by by pizarro2021 at DeviantArt.

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