Escape From Planet Scorpion EP

by Trigger Effect

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Escape From Planet Scorpion is the epic tale of the deception, capture, struggle, and eventual release of the Turbo Machine and their Heliocraft.

On the b-side is L.A.R.P, a song written for the soundtrack of the feature film "Lloyd the Conqueror", starring Mike Smith and Harland Williams.


released April 17, 2012

Flute on L.A.R.P. by Mikey Heppner.


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Trigger Effect are ten years old. Like most ten year olds, we want to explore and be loud and break our things.

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Track Name: Escape From Planet Scorpion
Escape From Planet Scorpion

Scorpus! Don't ignore us! Nurture and guide and adore us!
Descend from the stars with word from afar
A land of abundance before us
Salvation we seek from what's making us weak

Scorplings are in need, a little lift out of cold mediocrity
When not a word hits the back of their heads
Feel like every morning we've been waking up dead
O Scorpus!

Scorpuse! We implore you! Impart on us some sort of fortune!
Send down by the millions a hail of scorpillions
Save us from premature tombs!

Look down upon our open mouths, our sclerotized skin, our blackened eyes weep
Our fingers worked down to the bone
Raise our eyes to the heavens and show that our trust's well placed
We already know that he'll hear us pray and come to our aid
We await that glorious day when the clouds all part and the misery fades
A look of hope upon our face with a vision of the future springing out of our faith

Get over here
Weeks have passed and the days go by and there still has been no sign
Some say keep faith we just have to wait and the others say waste of time
The rift grows bigger and the tempers flare until we're left with two extremes
Optimistic, apocalyptic, false hope or broken dreams

Is there something that we have missed in this planetary chelioceral kiss?

The t's are crossed and the boxes checked and we wait on his next move
When the enterprise was euthanized we didn't know what to do
Word came through the paper and the news that all hope had been run dry
It hit the masses, all hell broke loose 'cause scorpus fed us lies!

The effects of the metasome, we all became the victims of your ass weapon
Sixty frames per second of your psycho shit
The venom's sinking in now we can't deal with it

Where's that scorpus? Caucazoids be buggin' out
What's left for us? It's worse than we thought

Salvation? No way! Light went out before it came
Nothing left for us to say as we gaze upon our beckoning graves
As we gaze upon our beckoning graves

Now no one's left their homes for days
Try to avoid each others' gaze in the silence we maintain
Took the bait and put it all on red
Now we can't stop lying 'cause we made our beds
Denial's the only option that remains

A cloak of emptiness invades where we once met
'Cause now we've lost the taste of what hasn't happened yet
What once was a ray of joy overshadowed by regret
A little voice inside your head says 'it's just what you get'

Shine your light, I won't glow today
My pectines clogged and my face is grey
The aculeus of abandon sinking in
Our beloved planet forsaken it seems
By the scorps, scorpuse and the scorpuline
Denial's now been turned to pure decay

In all our helplessness our situation cuts like a razor blade
Decisions that were made come haunting us today
In a different light our retrospective bites our souls away
When we lose the games we play at such a hefty wager

We must get back to our beloved Heliocraft

Our careful plans for the escape – be free no longer bound and raped
Turbo Machine does not die
Heliocraft sputters back to life, into the sordid air we'll fly
Turbo Machine does not die
Our great machine on which we rely to rise above the filth and lies
Turbo Machine does not die
It's never failed nor will it now as we ascend beyond the clouds
Turbo Machine does not die
Track Name: L.A.R.P.

A crimson wave of warfare 'bout to break upon our land
Prepare thyselves my countrymen
To march upon our foe with axe and quarterstaff in hand
Bloodshed until the end

Those rhinohiding knaves will taste our coniferous swords
Tearing through the flesh of cutthroat knaves and noble lords
Focus our rage, ransack lairs, kidnap hot dames
Take 'em home and pray for romance outside the game

Demonstrate supremacy with fireballs and wizardry

Wretched swine come into view as silhouettes in the horizon
With steady gaze we catch a glimpse of the monolithic bison
Its horns are sharp, its will is fierce but it won't stand the test
Spellballs green and weapons black, the relics we possess

Show no mercy! Raise your swords!

Over the many years we've trained in techniques meant to impart pain
Though armaments wrought for immunity
Our dominion thrives when we devote our lives to the conquest
The conquest still remains
Legends of real pain
Our village burned out blood all drained
Reticulated weapons grade
The conquest still remains

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