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Escape From Planet Scorpion EP

by Trigger Effect

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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
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L.A.R.P. 04:14
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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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.

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released April 17, 2012

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

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Trigger Effect Montréal, Québec

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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