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Dead Channel

from The Depths Below by Cortez

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lyrics

Pin the whole world down, and hold it
Package up with a brand, then unfold it
A sexy simulacrum, a twist sublime
It’s fair game, it’s all ripe for the taking now

They ride without a codex, without a code
Way out there exists a place where all our circuits know
Beyond the systems, beyond the nodes
Free from the cage, it’s the place where all our minds go

We’ve such a vast plain, a twisted ride
It’s tough to say who are the players in these violent nights
Amidst the shadows, wisdom hides
There must remain a presence, if only to kill the lights

Belief is fading; claw your way back home
They say we’re crazy but no one really knows
It’s all been framed, paraded, and made On display, it’s shaded: a “made for” fantasy

Protracted illness, horizon line
Build, destroy, create, and kill all at the same time
Amidst the chaos, order hides
It ain’t a present, but at least pretends to cast a light

Come ride without a system, without a node
Way out here exists a place where all the dreams are yours
Beyond the highways, beyond the roads
Free from the cage, it’s the place where all our minds go

Belief is fading; claw your way back home
They say we’re crazy but no one really knows
It’s all been framed, paraded, and made On display, it’s shaded: a “made for” fantasy

We all deny what we need
They all will deny you what you need
We await someone
But we are the ones
Listen to me, please don’t wait too long
We are the ones

Don’t buy the long con, call out the lie
No victims, no chiefs, no rules, no designs
Let’s break the vows of sanctum; let’s cross some lines
Rock and roll. No control. All the fucking time.

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from The Depths Below, released June 16, 2017

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Cortez Boston, Massachusetts

Cortez has solidified their place in the world of underground heavy rock, the new material simultaneously swinging and crushing with hooks for days. These aren’t just songs, they are war cries and proclamations, letting the world know that Cortez means business and will not stop until their quest for the perfect riff or catchiest chorus is attained. ... more

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