Project 86 :: Philosophy with a Hammer

Say ‘Hello’ to Project 86 – The Transporter Addition: Yes, the movie sucked big time – somehow, this re-edit is a vast improvement. Maybe because you don’t have to hear all the cheesy-McCheeserson lines. Plus – as always: Project 86 Delivers with some well forged words!!

Or, Star Wars Version, perhaps you prefer:

“Stein’s Theme”

Rising up above this wickedness
And unfazed by your endless myths
Hands all around reach to slow him down
He’s all about this sound

We aren’t playing by your rules
We’ll never play the fools
So, no, you can’t take what’s inside of me

All about the sound from way out
He’s got the scars just to prove he’s “down”
No apologies to confuse his brain
His argument is sustained

He’s walking, non-stopping out of the shadows
Sounds of the new-he’s got a look in his eye
(that says) There’s something more than you’re feeding him
He’s not afraid to say…no
You’re talking, non-stopping echoing voices
But nothing you said made a dent in my head
I’m hearing you fearing him ’cause he’s not afraid
He’s not about bowing down to what you say

You hate us ’cause we’ll never go away
And like some sort of fungus we’re growing everyday
And our knuckles aren’t dragging so I guess that leaves to say
Our message isn’t stopping until you drag us all away

Hear the silent ignorant voices spew:
“You’re all a pack of disoriented youth”
He lives to see the day those vices end
But until then I’ll send this…

Off to you

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By the way – If you like heavy music and have yet to see Project 86 live…Shame on you! They are excellent in concert. Here are a couple other great songs. Enjoy. (keep in mind – this next vid is just crap that some dudes threw together to their music – don’t bother watching, just listen.)

“Cavity King”

Desires in conquest to
Murder her maim her
Progress possession in blackmail entrails to
Pursuit your end for
Regret with shame no end to shade
Bait her in comfort complete
Then move to kill
Red ink
Spills from her veins
Your quill still draws her in
Red ink
Spills from her veins
In curses, in cursive

This is regret in it’s purest
A simple plan here
Your on the trail of the
Hunted, haunted now
Smiling and nodding
She’ll go without a fight (without a fight)
To your delight
She’s unaware
Unaware
She’s helpless in your sights

Encounters
Though brief
Murdering heaping
The coals, the heat
Surgery pending
You’re
The king
Of cavity quenching by
Inching
The tips
Of fingers across the
Forbidden
Forbidden
Forbidden

I know
You ache
But she is alive
I know
You ache
But she’s more than a story

Your entries made public
Your journals in crimson
Her veins filled with red ink
Your quill spills in crimson

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Last but not least – let this vintage song from their first album sooth you:

“Pipe Dream”

Downhill downtrodden left a slave
New day on the verge to find the gray
Floors swing and slope downhill to bring
Middle grounds set on wavering
Two sides to flip and coax a brink
Dealt an empty hand
Opposed to delete any bridge to stand
Polarized this side
Shades display this trade
Off to buy halfway
Games that bore my days
End of my phase today
I’m not willing to meet in the middle
End tragedy solve the riddle
And dissipate ideals of indecision pipe
Pipe dreams like these will

Cease and die unleashed
Like my past removed replaced and now
My phases die this time
Gray fades to late
Phases die this time
Gray fades to late
My phases die this time
Gray fades to late
Phases die this time
Gray fades to late

Unveiled my mask
What’s right not balanced
You’re tripped by intent to stretch
Searches coerce a mesh
But find no chance to clench against
Facts still remain unbalanced
If that equates to remaining stagnant
I’m no longer the same as the halfway days
No time delays

Cease and die unleashed
Like my past removed replaced and now
My phases die this time
Gray fades to late
Phases die this time
Gray fades to late
My phases die this time
Gray fades to late
Phases die this time
Gray fades to late

You wanted to know why I’m different
Why I refuse to open my mind
Cause that relative stance is inadequate
To fulfill what i need inside
Many souls on the brink of collapse
Inside the midst of these so-called nightmares
So willing to embrace those pipe dreams so lost
And neglecting their only real chance
So willing to hang in the balance
Your state is so desperate, so blank, so empty
And left with this notion that doesn’t hold water or weight
It’s dark or it’s light so decide and face
Dark
So decide and face
Light
So decide and face
Dark
So decide and face
Light
So decide

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