Here are a bunch of other random songs I've recorded.

Blastocyst - songs with Shawn, created for Anatomy Class

Re Your Brains (8.50MB)
Untitled Song about Sperm (2.39MB)	[lyrics]
A Noble Macrophage (6.06MB)

Masochist - songs with Chris, Adam

The Penitence (7.49MB)	[lyrics]
Eyes of Oblivion (7.49MB)	[lyrics]
Prosthetic Soul (5.38MB)	[lyrics]
Dawn of the Blind (9.48MB)	[lyrics]
Nocturnal Sin (3.79MB)	[lyrics]

Excerpts from Maybelle et Somnium

Agent April Theme (5.19MB)

You Wanna Die in the Third Grade? (4.06MB)

Mary Beth, Defender of Mankind (2.23MB)

The Awesome Song (6.29MB)

Blink 182

First Date (5.06MB)

Rock Show (5.22MB)

Going Away to College (5.90MB)

Other Covers

NIN - The Becoming (4.84MB)

Psyopus - Imogen's Rubix Cube (3.76MB)

Aqua - Barbie Girl (4.10MB)

Iron Maiden - Losfer Words (4.27MB)

Overture of the Beast (13.8MB)

Emperor - Curse You All Men! (5.33MB)

Iced Earth - Violate (5.01MB)

Misc

Kawa No Se Ni (2.04MB)

Cluster Bucket (1.80MB)

Australian Guy Theme (0.61MB)

Aussie 2 Theme (1.05MB)

Eggnog (1.45MB)

[Back to Noise]

Lian's Mom Sucks

[spoken] its not the way its supposed to be!!! can't stay out late can't have any fun can't visit at college can't meet anyone it's quarter to two you're not supposed to be up you need your sleep, cj you have to leave i don't care if you're crying stop having fun and come home right now plug the ethernet cable back in it can't be going back and forth and don't you dare be condescending to me that kid's not normal never says hello never says goodbye he's not welcome in this house don't leave your sneakers here be home by six [chant] broken dishes (back to verse) pick up the pieces sweep the floor vacuum the floor wash the floor change the tiles move out of the house move back in not the way its supposed to be not supposed to be out in the rain there's no way to walk home from the train not supposed to wear your eyes at night move the fan 10 degrees to the left buy me reese's at 2 am out with your friends? i dont' care i need chocolate now for some reason does anyone there have a car? the twin towers, got to go newspaper room, got to go cardboard fort, got to go you're older now, can't be a kid "not the way its supposed to be".. fade out [spoken] i told you to take out the trash but you didn't replace the bag now im standin here like an idiot with trash in my hands and its drippin, all over the floor and you know that i can't afford to have it drip any more than it's supposed to!!

Existential Ecstasy

We are alone But we are absolute Unto Your Hand All will Suspend I want my god to Believe I am Hers Sight Lost Body Lost Focus Lost Mind.. This celestial breath Our transcendental evolution You extend yourself from within Our textures intertwine We become Subside Subsist

Eyes of Oblivion

vultures they pick at a dead heart faceless mockery by the faces i know best familiar cackles of disapproval folded arms and stained teeth a smile she disappears alone on this desolate road the glowering light follows me dissects my every step amplifying indiscretion coveting ravenous perversion egotist self-destruct oblivion chorus of torn faces and lachrymal lacerations through imitation headaches and diluted delusions they pick and they squander for the last slice of pity leave me passive and numb for solace in suffocation coveting ravenous perversion egotist self-destruct oblivion when they drain everything you will mean everything lost in surreality we will watch the world collapse sleeping forever searching together nothing else matters so take my hand and slip into this dream we're just like them all

The Penitence

pulled, into the winds burned, into the sands scorned, within the mists tied, onto the trees haunted, was your presence to me still in the shadows, born by the trees my lacerated memories, of the fallen was this my undoing forged with a knife was this perfect love or the end of a life purged, out from this earth merged, one with death scourged, under my will submerged, into the sea haunted, was your presence to me still in the shadows, born by the trees my lacerated memories, of the fallen we weren't meant to be like ammonia and bleach we were deadly now look what ive done tied dead on the beach of the mountain dew look at me now fear me now never meant to be not this time but now your my calm you step into the light this moon drenched night exteneding your arm eyes cold as clay blonde hair staind red i've taken her heart and left her for dead...

Untitled Song about Sperm

Let me tell you 'bout a sperm named Jack Took a trip and he never came back Jack wasn't any ordinary sperm cell He'll be the one to fertilize the egg cell Every sperm is a uniquely different cells Made of a head, midpiece and tail The head has the nuclear material Needed so he does not fail Sperm are produced in the seminiferous Tubules of the testes during spermatogenesis These tubules contain interstitial cells Which produce spermatogenic cells Now Jack's tail allows him to soar By rotating in circles, the egg in sight Helping Jack to complete his chore Of reaching the egg on his so destined flight An explosion! Little Jack is flown With 400 million rivals into the unknown A rigorous test they all must pass Only the strongest, only one will last On through the cervix, little Jack does go On through the uterus, little Jack does flow To the fallopian tubes, to meet the ovum "Come forth Jack" she cries "Come!" The head of the pack Leaving no slack Jack becomes one With the delicate ovum The story of our Little Jack ends, But with that, new life begins

Nocturnal Sin

My sin is blood Spilled like rain on ebony Ruptured by a hapless savior's Spiralling downfall My sin is lust Scorched my face This erotic night's only Gone tomorrow But alas This heartless lives By days death The suns bleeding corpse Ignites my dusk Reveals my sited lust A godless savage Whose soul's been ravaged Death by dusk Birth of dawn Bleed my mind This feral spawn Out sin is hate Scarred and fetid Fueled by misanthropy For them Our sin is wrath Stabbed and drunk Watch us bleed I know you want that Nostalgic now We have them more Lone and dreary Raped and sore My most feared wrath Is so much more A godless savage Whose soul's been ravaged Death by dusk Birth of dawn Bleed my mind This feral spawn

Dawn of the Blind

Ignorant and recklessly peaceful Protected by the veil of tyrrany Tought only fear of the truth Assuming the nature of apathy Chose not to continue persuit Chose not to acknoweldge curiosity Uncontrollable infection of thought Upon us lies this vile atrocity Blind, only to open my eyes to darkness Can I accept this befallen fate Disturbed this awakening Lull back to fantasy But to dream is to reject Far too swollen to neglect Is this reality? There is nothing here for me Buried in vanity There is nothing here for me Faith is profanity There is nothing here for me Is this humanity? There is nothing here for me This state forced upon me Oppressed by power and greed Your defection is your ruin We are cast down to bleed War through fear and dismay To crush the revolution Purify and rid the sinners This is your final solution Can I accept this befallen fate Clear, only to close my eyes to darkness I will not give in I will not let you use me I will not be your slave I will not be your slave Is this reality? There is nothing here for me Buried in vanity There is nothing here for me Faith is profanity There is nothing here for me This is humanity There is nothing here for me There is nothing here for me There is nothing here for me Only to close my eyes...

Prosthetic Soul

Hollow words conveying no meaning You speak but no one will listen Listen to your fallacious banter Your actions have become quite trite Battered and bruised, you retain your ego Bringer of hatred towards your own self A fake mind behind a mask of shit lies Prosthetic soul for you to hide in [chorus] Contorted. Nothing you feel is valid Twisted. End this now, this Routine Set aside all of your Lies You're only fooling yourself [verse 2] Give it up, your endless act of treason Eventually somethings going to give out A life compared to well scripted tragedy Trying become a self-proclaimed king But failing to achieve your damn objective Now, there's no one left for you to leach from Nothing left but a pile of lies And your selfish dreams that will never be (pause a line) Stop calling this charade you're leading a life [chorus] [spoken interlude] How does it feel To be reduced to nothing How does it feel To feel what they felt