⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING – SET LIST EIGHTEEN (18) Set List 18 contains extreme and graphic themes involving suicidal ideation, self-harm, violence, psychological breakdown, political rage, dehumanization, mass trauma, and nihilism. This collection is not metaphor-only — several tracks contain direct, explicit statements that may be deeply disturbing or retraumatizing. Listener discretion is strongly advised. HIGH-RISK CONTENT – READ BEFORE LISTENING This set may be harmful or unsafe for listeners who are sensitive to: Suicide and self-harm ideation Graphic descriptions of violence Serial-killer language and fantasies Political extremism, state paranoia, and dehumanization Psychological dissociation and identity collapse Hopelessness, nihilism, and apocalyptic thinking Incarceration imagery and loss of freedom Grief compounded into rage Explicit threats of harm toward others SEVERE TRIGGERS PRESENT SUICIDE & SELF-HARM (EXPLICIT) "Building a Castle" contains direct suicidal ideation, including graphic imagery involving an oven, windows, and desire for isolation to avoid pain. "Cliffhanger" centers on falling, responsibility, and fatalistic self-blame. "Happy Birthday to Me" presents severe loneliness and depressive ideation tied to aging and isolation. These are not coded metaphors — they are plainly stated. VIOLENCE & MURDER (GRAPHIC LANGUAGE) "Wave My Hands" contains explicit violent fantasy, including references to killing, serial murder, lack of remorse, and escalation ("first kill," "number two-hundred"). Language mirrors real-world criminal profiling and may be deeply disturbing. WAR, STATE VIOLENCE & DEHUMANIZATION "War Leonard 19," "Battle Cry," "Free Speech," "Enemy of This State" engage heavily with: Political radicalization, Media manipulation, Loss of civil liberties, National sacrifice narratives, Citizens framed as expendable These songs may trigger listeners affected by authoritarian trauma, surveillance fears, or political violence. PSYCHOLOGICAL BREAKDOWN & NIHILISM "Apocalypse Now, See Ya Later" expresses: Desire for societal collapse, Emotional detachment from mass death, Relief at the idea of annihilation "Hidden Evils" presents relentless imagery of generational suffering, poverty, racism, neglect, and despair with no resolution. "Patching the Hole" emphasizes futility, emotional numbness, and loss of purpose. MENTAL HEALTH WARNING This set explores untreated grief mutating into rage, isolation hardening into misanthropy, and hopelessness transforming into violent ideation. Several tracks cross the line from observation into embodiment of destructive thought patterns. This is not a recovery arc. This is a collapse arc. WHO SHOULD AVOID THIS SET Anyone currently struggling with suicidal thoughts Survivors of violent crime Listeners sensitive to graphic or explicit content Those in grief recovery or early trauma processing Anyone seeking comfort, hope, or resolution SUMMARY Set List 18 is raw, confrontational, and dangerous by design. It documents a mind under siege — politically, emotionally, and existentially — without filtering, redemption, or safety rails. This is art as exposure, not art as refuge. Proceed only if you are emotionally prepared. CORRUGATION ROW SET LIST EIGHTEEN (18) 1 Gauging Time 2 War Leonard 19 (first two) 3 Battle Cry 4 Free Speech 5 Beast 6 Flicker 7 Hidden Evils 8 Patching the Hole 9 Enemy of This State 10 Building a Castle 11 Cliffhanger 12 Happy Birthday to Me 13 Apocalypse Now, See Ya Later 14 Wave My Hands (1) GAUGING TIME Cracks upon the walls Pacing up and down the halls When the walls start closing in Then the end will now begin Freedom is stripped away As today mirrors every other day When time starts growing old Then what a price we pay You don't gauge time by the clock That's hanging on the wall You tell time by the calendar That's hanging in the hall The time you got in That's not what it's about It's the days you got left Before they let you out (2) WAR LEONARD 19 They wanted war... I didn't start it The rich and the poor Both broken-hearted The haves kept wanting more Have-nots got less and less The battle in store Anyone might have guessed (3) BATTLE CRY When our battle cry is save our shanty town Then your duty to your country is served When their false flag comes crashing down You'll finally get what you deserve So before we pledge our allegiance again Best to know which side we're really fighting for For in this battle not everyone bleeds No guns nor swords used in this kind of war This is the fight for your soul And it's a battle of wills In which your only friend is yourself because bad advice kills You'll need the strongest of convictions Because very few ever change sides Needless to say you must choose wisely if you want to stay alive So many say but not many do Deceive with bitter lies Only speak in half-truths For this war for information Is plagued by veils and disguise The media is a just puppet That tells tall tales and lies While the words of politicians ooze Campaign speeches and promises so great They'll say the choice now rests with you You and your state control our nation's fate Oh the false prophets are many In a world full of masks Some get paid to make up facts When someone crooked gets attacked Yet the game is fixed And it's the board game RISK And your country is the one that's sacrificed Because it wasn't your hands that rolled the dice When our battle cry is save our shanty town Then our duty to our country is served When their false flag comes crashing down We'll finally get what we deserve

(4) FREE SPEECH Well, the speech maybe free But someone will have to pay for the lies For what's been done to you and me Offered up to the Beast… sacrificed, yeah Ain't no penance or priest Giving relief to the sheep who have died, no no So don't go claiming you're lost Or you'll end up on a cross… crucified, yeah You can go tell a friend But they'll just do it again No, the names never end Who have died Throughout history That's how it seems to be It's just more misery Wrapped in lies (5) BEAST With just the act of waking up Wanting to create something beautiful and magical… It came as no coincidence in this funny tragedy That something bad had to happen to me But luckily it was just a ha ha ha Where everybody laughed at me…. Everybody lived to tell the story And at worse a few Thought it was boring Of course, certainly…. My friends and I Have never been to the Middle East Where they are given guns not peace As I sit here and sigh for my side Both enemies and allies who die as they cry Never getting to Comprehend or realize It's the war machine that's the beast And it's you who's become obsessed With this thirst and this quest for blood and for flesh A newly felt passion for pain that your eyes now reflect Yet your mind fails to digest On famine it feeds best off Of indifference and neglect With just the act of waking up Wanting to create something beautiful and magical… It came as no coincidence in this funny tragedy That something bad had to happen to me (6) FLICKER I see light at the end of the tunnel Yes, we can get there from here but there's gonna be trouble I see light be it just a flicker Yet to me it's bright Because it's real dark down here motherf*cker That's right Sometimes you just need one single thing to believe in To hold onto To keep you standing Opposed to horizontal Which is right where they want you That's right I see light in the eyes of laughing children That's why I fight Because they're gonna face many problems during their lives I believe it's best that we no try to solve 'em That's right I see light at the end of the tunnel Yes we can get there from here (7) HIDDEN EVILS Tick tock, back and forth moves the clock But time stands still on this here block All the people here are doing the same thing as yesterday Satisfied with repetition but what a price they pay Tick tock Try to remember to think of happy thoughts When your hands are bleeding from untying the knots The knots that stake you to your chain of being While you try to make your eyes believe That its not real what they are seeing Tick tock What are you thinking as youre sitting at your table? Are you still wondering if you are able To chase those dreams as fast as you could so many years ago? Have you misplaced the self that you once used to know? Tick tock For just when thought youve figured all the important things out Some situation occurs and returns your previous doubts The doubts which we all sometimes posses The reason we lose hope when the world is a mess Tick tock A crying teen wonders how much more she can handle As a mangy dog digs through trash and howls at the wind Meanwhile a priest in his church lights a holy candle For all of his lost children who have suffered and sinned Tick tock Son lays awake all night dreaming of tomorrow Grandmother prays for her soul to be saved Father works his second job, his eyes full of sorrow Mother wonders how the bills will get paid Tick Tock A child born of racists, his heart fills with hate Paint chips fall off the wall of the liquor store An abandoned building becomes home to a family of eight The donation bin stays empty while collecting for the poor Tick tock A pigeon wanders aimlessly unsure of where to look for food A wrinkled and ripped newspaper blows around in the park A homeless man on a bench awakes in a foul mood As night falls all thats wrong with the world is covered by dark Tick tock back and forth moves the clock But time stands still on this here block All the people here are doing the same thing as yesterday Satisfied with repetition but what a price they pay Tick tock Try to remember to think of happy thoughts When your hands are bleeding from untying the knots The knots that stake you to your chain of being While you try to make your eyes believe That its not real what they are seeing Like the maid in the kitchen Cleaning the same old drapes And the man face down in the gutter With seemingly no hope of escape Tick tock

(8) PATCHING THE HOLE It seems like there's no parking spaces Only unhappy faces Untied shoelaces Now you've covered all the bases Those with their thoughts like feet buried in cement With a sign on their mind that reads space for rent If only could a conscience be lent Seems like just wasted space and wasted time spent Cannot fix the flaw only patch the hole The potential of diamonds still stuck in the coal Able to race the race though blind to the goal Only glimpses and pieces never the whole Never a reasonable thought about why they're here And soon indifference replaces fear The voice of reason they're unable to hear Never aware of how far away or near For the truth of it all some could never bear Answer half-witted responses of life's not fair Entering every endeavor without much care Have somehow lost the passion, lost the flair For the truth of it all some could never bear Answer half-witted responses of life's not fair Entering every endeavor without much care Rise above the filth... If you dare? (9) ENEMY OF THIS STATE I share my darkness with the morning It's about time to set back the clocks I can see now that the world's been turning Through this tiny hole inside my prison box Yes, I'd rather sit here within my own seclusion Then go chasing after some make believe dream So many have become entrapped by the false illusion That what we think we see is what it appears to be For all of the freedoms That we once held dear With one lie and one swipe of the pen I have watched them disappear Life sure has changed So much since yesteryear I'll become an enemy of this state When hope can no longer conquer our fear Perhaps I'm being too critical Of this society in which we live But sometimes it becomes too hard to take When those who have the least are the only ones who give Yes, life sure has changed So much since yesteryear I'll become an enemy of this state When hope can no longer conquer our fear (10) BUILDING A CASTLE I just placed my head inside an oven It's just too bad that it's electric Been having suicidal thoughts by the dozen But I think that just makes me a little eccentric Now I know there's been worse cases than me But how they found their way free I still can't see Some call it bad luck while others mention fate Here I stand by an open window as it's getting late And it's much too late to simply turn the page Become such a creature of habit at such an early age So many faces I've known just seem to fade away Over the past ten years very few have stayed At this moment I can trace them all I sigh to myself, place another stone upon the wall Then my castle is finished there'll be no more hurt and pain The drawbridge raised, the windows barred, everything locked and chained Maybe then I'll be able to sleep in peace and quiet I'll be all by myself there's no reason to deny it But I'll never have to worry about who'll be the next to leave At least I'll have my own garden – to hell with Eve Every day of my life I've thought like this Lying on the floor and clenching my fists All the time wondering whether I exist Pass the time trying to find some way to resist I can't take back what I've seen I can't take back that I've been where I've been Figured that I can end my troubles though I'm surrounded by sin If I never come out and don't ever let anybody in I am not here I am someplace else In a room full of people I am all by myself (11) CLIFFHANGER Alone again I hold myself solely responsible Inside my looking glass of soul Peeking through the cracks Falling, falling, falling…fell Did I find the right way to go? The answer is yes but not too well A burning candle Proves meager In this world of electricity Traveling great distances Can be quite hard to handle Even though I am eager To build upon my legacy And meet and greet my destiny Yet I fear our meeting May be a little premature Slipping and sliding On Mother Nature's Curves and contours Down the mountain Off the cliff Straight on towards The black abyss My fault My path I'm the one who chose it My life My clay I'm the one who molds it No standing and longing No wondering, "What if?" I climbed up the mountain And then I fell off the cliff Alone again I hold myself solely responsible Inside my looking glass of soul Peeking through the cracks Falling, falling…fell Did I find the right way to go? The answer is yes but not too well

(12) HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME Since it will never come true I am going to tell you my wish One year from now I long to have a soul With whom I can share this day with Because today I'm feeling old And kinda sad Feeling all alone and a little mad Today is my special day But there are no party hats My ears yearn for one single hooray! For just one present that I can unwrap I'm sitting here by myself at home Never had a day like this before No one called me on the phone Nobody knocked on the door Another candle Another year Three hundred and sixty-five More days have disappeared There's no surprise party waiting for anywhere At least as far as I can see... Yet tradition is tradition So I'll just sing: Happy birthday to me Just one more candle Just another year Three hundred and sixty-five more days That have disappeared There's no surprise party waiting anywhere for me At least as far as I can see Yet tradition is tradition So I'll just sing: happy birthday to me (13) APOCALYPSE NOW, SEE YA LATER I spent last night alone looking up at the stars Given up on seeing the sun Feeling sorry for myself Feeling sorry for what I have and haven't done I am back at square one Stranded on this giant sphere we all call the Earth Still, I'm sitting here standing guard over this My little pile of dirt I know it sounds deranged That the only time I can get relief Is when people share my pain And empathize with my grief Apocalypse now, apocalypse later It sure seems we've fallen out of favor Someday our dreams, soul and memories Will be all well have left to savor Sitting here watching the sky Wishing I was an astronaut But unluckily for me I'm not I'm just another guy who hurts If these clouds don't pass by Soon the flood'll come Turning everything to mud Ruin my last clean shirt Apocalypse now, apocalypse later It sure seems we've fallen out of favor Yelling hip, hip, hooray to others or myself It's probably not okay to think or say That hopefully we'll all get washed away When the end of our days begins… Hey, today could be the day It could happen right now and I wouldn't care At least I chose the right shirt to wear Apocalypse now, apocalypse later It sure seems we've fallen out of favor Someday our dreams, soul and memories Will be all we'll have left to savor I'll be here with my tears of joy Sitting while watching everything get destroyed Amidst this an ocean of sorrow I won't feel disgraced I'll be wearing a smile on my face As everyone else runs away Hey, I'll be here all day… But I might not be tomorrow (14) WAVE MY HANDS I wish I could wave my hands Wake up in LadyWeaver Land All my past sins be damned Look at me… here I am Once I travelled thousands of miles Just to gaze at your sweet, sweet smile And then everything crashed and burned And on a plane I had to return It's been ten years since that day Now you have died and I have strayed I find it hard just keeping on In this world where you are gone I've decided to level the field Share with all this hurt I feelings Soon you'll find my fate's been sealed This monster inside I keep concealed I don't gamble I don't drink But I got problems with other things I had a wife Then that wife died And that unleashed a demon inside No hesitation marks on my first kill I ripped that shit like Buffalo Bill And now I'm off for number two-hundred Learned from John Douglas what not to do…