(.11E)More Than Just Good Or Bad(pre-edit/master) (1.41x)

Dystopian Chant Metal, progressive deathcore, industrial thrash

[Verse 1: Narrow, center]
[Chant: Monks]
Those perceived as good
Yet act in own self interest
[Shift: Dissonant, clipped]
[Chant: Choir]
'Those perceived as bad
Yet act in interests of others'
[Ad-lib: "Oi!"]

[Chorus: Wide, reverb, synths]
Anxiety brought on too intense
Enough to drive us mad
Actions born of torn consequence
We're more than just good or bad...
[Scream: "Mad!"]

[Verse 2: Sub-bass, scoop, piano]
(Hmmmmm-Hmmmmm-Hmmmmm)
(Hmmmmm-Hmmmmm-Hmmmmm)
(Hmmmmm-Hmmmmm-Hmmmmm)...
Strive to do the best we can
Limited by ideals we imagine
Scail the choices weighed by
Light and dark for dominion vie
Driven by heart, mind and soul
Constant battle takes a toll
Goal we have, we envision
Do our best, be our best version
[Ad-lib: "Hmh!"]

[Verse 3: Drone, guitars]
(Ooooooo-Ooooooo-Oooooooo
Ooooooo-Ooooooo-Oooooooo)
Life not always a matter of good
Never knowing what we should
Sometimes we choose the bad
Circumstance limit choices we had
Sometimes action by necessity
Don't always find happy ending
Sometimes find no right answer
Doubt of choices infect like cancer
[Scream: "Die!"]

[Bridge: Piano, strings, drop]
[Chant: Monks]
'Those perceived as good
Yet act in own self interest'
[Shift: Sludge, snare]
[Chant: Choir]
'Those perceived as bad
Yet act in interests of others'
[Ad-lib: "Yeah!"]

[Chorus: Symphonic, wide]
Anxiety brought on too intense
Enough to drive us mad
Actions born of torn consequence
We're more than just good or bad
[Scream: "Now!"]

[Verse 4: Double-bass, synths]
[Chant: Treble]
Those who hurt, maim and destroy
Path of destruction can't avoid
Poison everything touched
Well being of others a crutch
Born to spread death and decay
Sadistic ways never kept at bay
Chaos the only path for their whim
Heart filled with hate to the brim
[Ad-lib: "Go!"]

[Transition: Dissonance, drop]
Sometimes seem actions unnecessary
Sometimes seems people wholly evil
These the ones of which we stay wary
Their works the source of upheaval
We think them devoid of sanity
Walking that path was not the goal
Some still hold sparks of decency
Pure intentions from many life stole
[Scream: "Run!"]

[Bridge 2: Piano, strings, groove]
[Chant: Monks]
Those perceived as good
Yet act in own self interest
[Shift: Deathcore]
[Chant: Choir]
Those perceived as bad
Yet act in interests of others
[Ad-lib: "Aggh!"]

[Chorus: Breakdown, wide, reverb]
Anxiety brought on too intense
Enough to drive us mad
Actions born of torn consequence
We're more than just good or bad
[Scream: "Blegh!"]

[Verse 5: Piano, dry]
[Chant: Gregorian]
'Those living life to help others
Blush from pride of doting mothers
Think about actions in regards to all
Helping hand catching those who fall'
Standing ready whenever needed
Aiding others who feel defeated
No evil bone in their bodies
No madness secretly frothing
[Ad-lib: "Shh..."]

[Build: Strings, guitars]
Sometimes seems people of virtue
Sometimes seem devoid of malice
Causing pain never occurs to
Worthy of the grail, that holy chalice
Seem to take actions necessary
Willing to give whatever needed
[Dissonance]
Some still hold sparks of indecency
Sometimes good works are conceited
[Scream: "Fight!"]

[Outro: Wash, separation]
[Chant: Choir]
'Anxiety brought on too intense
Enough to drive us mad
Actions born of torn consequence
We're more than just good or bad'
Sometimes seems people walk a path
Sometimes seems they follow it true
How they strayed we can't do the math
Maybe they didn't think it through
Sometimes the vision is illusion
Sometimes our vision is not clear
A partial view only sows confusion
Not our place to play the seer
[Scream: "End!"]

[Fadeout: Glitch, lo-fi]
People think the distinction so clear
Judgement limited to incomplete vision
Most of us strive to do the best we can
To do our best and be our best version
Sometimes actions by necessity
Sometimes there's no right answer

[Whispers, narrow]
Those few who are purely evil (Those few who are purely evil)
Those few who are mostly good (Those few who are mostly good)
For the rest of us this life is not so black and white
Scail never tips too high or low, but will never balance

[Fade, dry]
Anxiety brought on too intense
Enough to drive us mad
Actions born of torn consequence
The sum of our parts more than just good or bad
[End]

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Think the distinction simple Path to darkness or light Life adds those little wrinkles Not simple choosing what's right Judgement with incomplete vision Foolishly applaud false wisdom We're subject to sum of all parts Not simple following splintered heart [Ad-lib: "Hah!"] [Verse 1: Narrow, center] [Chant: Monks] Those perceived as good Yet act in own self interest [Shift: Dissonant, clipped] [Chant: Choir] 'Those perceived as bad Yet act in interests of others' [Ad-lib: "Oi!"] [Chorus: Wide, reverb, synths] Anxiety brought on too intense Enough to drive us mad Actions born of torn consequence We're more than just good or bad... [Scream: "Mad!"] [Verse 2: Sub-bass, scoop, piano] (Hmmmmm-Hmmmmm-Hmmmmm) (Hmmmmm-Hmmmmm-Hmmmmm) (Hmmmmm-Hmmmmm-Hmmmmm)... Strive to do the best we can Limited by ideals we imagine Scail the choices weighed by Light and dark for dominion vie Driven by heart, mind and soul Constant battle takes a toll Goal we have, we envision Do our best, be our best version [Ad-lib: "Hmh!"] [Verse 3: Drone, guitars] (Ooooooo-Ooooooo-Oooooooo Ooooooo-Ooooooo-Oooooooo) Life not always a matter of good Never knowing what we should Sometimes we choose the bad Circumstance limit choices we had Sometimes action by necessity Don't always find happy ending Sometimes find no right answer Doubt of choices infect like cancer [Scream: "Die!"] [Bridge: Piano, strings, drop] [Chant: Monks] 'Those perceived as good Yet act in own self interest' [Shift: Sludge, snare] [Chant: Choir] 'Those perceived as bad Yet act in interests of others' [Ad-lib: "Yeah!"] [Chorus: Symphonic, wide] Anxiety brought on too intense Enough to drive us mad Actions born of torn consequence We're more than just good or bad [Scream: "Now!"] [Verse 4: Double-bass, synths] [Chant: Treble] Those who hurt, maim and destroy Path of destruction can't avoid Poison everything touched Well being of others a crutch Born to spread death and decay Sadistic ways never kept at bay Chaos the only path for their whim Heart filled with hate to the brim [Ad-lib: "Go!"] [Transition: Dissonance, drop] Sometimes seem actions unnecessary Sometimes seems people wholly evil These the ones of which we stay wary Their works the source of upheaval We think them devoid of sanity Walking that path was not the goal Some still hold sparks of decency Pure intentions from many life stole [Scream: "Run!"] [Bridge 2: Piano, strings, groove] [Chant: Monks] Those perceived as good Yet act in own self interest [Shift: Deathcore] [Chant: Choir] Those perceived as bad Yet act in interests of others [Ad-lib: "Aggh!"] [Chorus: Breakdown, wide, reverb] Anxiety brought on too intense Enough to drive us mad Actions born of torn consequence We're more than just good or bad [Scream: "Blegh!"] [Verse 5: Piano, dry] [Chant: Gregorian] 'Those living life to help others Blush from pride of doting mothers Think about actions in regards to all Helping hand catching those who fall' Standing ready whenever needed Aiding others who feel defeated No evil bone in their bodies No madness secretly frothing [Ad-lib: "Shh..."] [Build: Strings, guitars] Sometimes seems people of virtue Sometimes seem devoid of malice Causing pain never occurs to Worthy of the grail, that holy chalice Seem to take actions necessary Willing to give whatever needed [Dissonance] Some still hold sparks of indecency Sometimes good works are conceited [Scream: "Fight!"] [Outro: Wash, separation] [Chant: Choir] 'Anxiety brought on too intense Enough to drive us mad Actions born of torn consequence We're more than just good or bad' Sometimes seems people walk a path Sometimes seems they follow it true How they strayed we can't do the math Maybe they didn't think it through Sometimes the vision is illusion Sometimes our vision is not clear A partial view only sows confusion Not our place to play the seer [Scream: "End!"] [Fadeout: Glitch, lo-fi] People think the distinction so clear Judgement limited to incomplete vision Most of us strive to do the best we can To do our best and be our best version Sometimes actions by necessity Sometimes there's no right answer [Whispers, narrow] Those few who are purely evil (Those few who are purely evil) Those few who are mostly good (Those few who are mostly good) For the rest of us this life is not so black and white Scail never tips too high or low, but will never balance [Fade, dry] Anxiety brought on too intense Enough to drive us mad Actions born of torn consequence The sum of our parts more than just good or bad [End]

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