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Albums:

The Best of Gyroscope (Gyroscope) · Blues Collective (T-Bone Walker) · Artist's Collective 0001 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Collective Works (Boston Common) · Artswest: The Vocal Jazz Collective (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Collective Demise (Salem) · The Key, the Secret: The Very Best of Urban Cookie Collective (Urban Cookie Collective) · Artswest: The Vocal Jazz Collective (Hutchinson, Hutch) · SF Jazz Collective, Vol. 2 (SFJAZZ Collective) · The Collective (The Collective) – and 21 other albums »


to a crime remembered only by a

Collective resonance in the human
Consciousness...
When Five where as One..."
Without on more thought.
Carried by the shadows we drift

Into another sphere.
Erased are fear
And all emotions -
I feel the great collective now.
that sound, each time you hear a loud collective sigh
They're making music to watch girls by

Guys talk girl talk, it happens everywhere
Eyes watch
that sound, each time you hear a loud collective sigh
They're making music to watch girls by

Guys talk girl talk, it happens everywhere
Eyes watch
that sound, each time you hear a loud collective sigh
They're making music to watch girls by

Guys talk girl talk, it happens everywhere
Eyes watch
with ourselves

Facing the blind of collective delusion
I need my freedom from this evil deception
I am the enemy
I am the enemy

Powered by
"What's that sound?" each time you hear a loud collective sigh
They're making music to watch girls by

Guys talk "girl talk", it happens everywhere
Eyes
fragile 
I am at a loss 
With the knowledge of our impending end 

The weapons we bear are the symbols off our collective demise 
Devised by our
"What's that sound?" each time you hear a loud collective sigh
They're making music to watch girls by

Guys talk "girl talk", it happens everywhere
Eyes
that sound, each time you hear a loud collective sigh
They're making music to watch girls by

Guys talk girl talk, it happens everywhere
Eyes watch
"What's that sound?" each time you hear a loud collective sigh 
They're making music to watch girls by 

Guys talk "girl talk", it happens everywhere
Justification decentralized by conditioned guilt
Fear responses
Realize
For individuals who wish to acquire

Sigil to the will
Give the mind before which is
"What's that sound?" each time you hear a loud collective sigh 
They're making music to watch girls by 

Guys talk "girl talk", it happens everywhere
"What's that sound?" each time you hear a loud collective sigh 
They're making music to watch girls by 

Guys talk "girl talk", it happens everywhere
Trials tortures executions
Fire gender extermination

Collective hysterics, crazes
Mass murder and panics
Witch â?? hunts resulted in trials
A synthesis of collective existence 
A dialectic of the old order and the new world 
Demise; a fall of Absolutes
Imminence; a choir of celestial
and totalitarism, collective spirit, identification
With ideology, which means: not the individual, but the organisation
Speaks. Our work is industrial, our language
What's that sound? Each time to hear a loud collective
Sigh
They're making music to watch girls by

Guys talk, girl talk, it happens everywhere
Eyes
the covers tonight
Come here, I want more

In the pillows I'm smothered, a crime of lust
Now I'm reborn by your love, and I must
Have more, still more
Saw the demonstration
On remembrance day
Lest we forget the lesson
Enshrined in funeral clay
History is never written
By those who've lost
"What's that sound?" each time you hear a loud collective sigh
They're making music to watch girls by

Guys talk "girl talk", it happens everywhere
Eyes
But I've got a will to powerful persuasion
Scrawling "Basta" 'til the spray can bleeds
A manifesto, like so many things, is the collective conscious
Just another face in the crowd
Wandering towards obscurity.
Driven by the dull desires
Of a worn out routine.

Stagnant in the suffocating
in the mob
Look at the faces around you, collective conscience for all

Wait for the time to open the gates
Break with fury what it may create

Witness
beautiful deformity

These authoritive visions order my collective senses,
My questioning, doubtful, rigid self to kneel
A judas syndrome in effect