1. |
Треугольники (Triangles)
05:00
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You’ll know when it is right
You’’ll know when you are bypassing In spite
You’ll know when it is right
Virtue turned vice
Future-past take the beam out of your eye
In every set of hundred eyes
Your’re an out of bounds procentile
Folding every hole you’re falling through
The knot you’ve untied will be there again
In every set of hundred eyes
Your’re an out of bounds procentile
Make my mind mine
Make me see thy
Everytime that I want to percieve you
You don’t see me here
Speaking every action in to dust
In every time I failed you
Seeing that you should have stayed
In every void a sought you
Reaping the death and the violence you’ve sown
I’ll walk with every pain wrong in hand
Devil haunts me bad
Mayhem finding an heir
Devil haunts me
No one needs to hear this
You know what’s right
No one needs to hear my song do the death of despair I will
Inner under
Outer over
Don’t let it be
Inner outer
Over under
Soulless plight to endless night
You never let me follow through
You never let my name in you
You never let me
All of this pain I’m counting on
You never let me follow through
You never let my name in you
You never let me
All of these lies I’ve yet to bond
Calling me into their gleaming reign
What if they’ll save me?
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2. |
Penultim
05:00
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You’ve taken
Forsaken me with your making
You’re breaking me with your awakening
Until you’re dying
You know what I’m hiding
Ill-gotten gains, we’re no longer there
In
Days
Portrayed
You'll be finding yourself
Where you least want to look
Being
Gate
Generate
Will someone say something true
In this transparent dream?
Eon
Strata
We are no longer there
Sycophantic icon plot
Say it now
Indicium science
Indicium science
The haven we’ve modeled edenic
No longer serves here
Cornucopic hyperbole
Say it now
Indicium science
Indicium science
Shackling my hands to its' aim
To never exit this frame
Shackling my hands to its' aim
Stole my shame in the name of an indulging
Being
Gate
Generate
Devil take the hindmost
Leave me etched in the cynic good
Circambulation
The image transcendent
We are no longer there
Event propagation
We are no longer there
Save the lower in me by parting
Indicium science
Indicium science
Shackling my hands to its' aim
To never exit this frame
Shackling my hands to its' aim
Stole my shame in the name of an indulging
Do not take the time
The image is transcendant
And we are no longer there
When I fell
I saw you there
You saw that
Somehow, somewhere
Sometime I’ll die
Soak in gold in the mosh pit of truth
When I fell
I saw you there
You saw that
Somehow, somewhere
When I fell
Devil take the hindmost
And save the lower in me
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3. |
Citadel
04:05
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A mold in citadel
Killing the feedback
Known is my unknown
And lost is my faith
Sèance of null
Sings not
End in relatedness
No end to one
Declared shapeless
And failing to map
The ideal that you are
Plagues my core
Lived experience will not go innocent
Your message is corrupt
And all too plain
Evolution is circling you
Forever in a rut
Death, restart
Where ever is the pull towards nostalgia
All eyes notice
While all of my solace
Will vanish thee
All of this searching have been in vain
A mold in citadel
Killing the feedback
Gone is my love
And lost is my self
Sèance of null
Sings not
End in relatedness
No end to one
Declared shapeless
And failing to map
The ideal that you are
Plagues my core
The time you’ve spun
Is blocking out the sun
Yet the shapes that you bleed
Are still in their infancy
We're all different under the black hole
The son of man
In counterpoint to everything I am
We're all different under the black hole
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4. |
The Fiend
04:31
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The sun, the moon, the eye
Your age aligned
Rising tide back into night
Sullen and in maze
Pull the light from under me
And in passing you’re always there
Always there
Tempting fire
of burning the higher
Tempting fire
What ever happened to imago dei?
You won’t let the influx conflict with your exclusive catalepsis
Ritual of ecliptic flight
Rising tide back into night
Maze everlasting you’re always there
Always there
Tempting fire
of burning the higher
Tempting fire
What ever happened to imago dei?
You won’t let the influx conflict with your exclusive catalepsis
Proof of contingence
On our way out
Completely drenched in fear
And there is a long back home
Don’t answer questions with questions
Don’t be the star that brakes the devils back
It is not enough to last
Proof of contingence
On our way out
Completely drenched in fear
And there is a long back home
Proof of conscience
On our way out
Completely drenched in fear
And there is no way back home
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5. |
Logorrhea
04:46
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Referred
Every single word
Waiting to be made into flesh
You regress
And track
Every single act
Inferring its'
Inate intention
Less height when fall follows
You
Waking the shame
Not given an aim
Mass in draught aches
To believe in
Reeling in the dreadnaugt
You never noticed what went wrong
Reeling the the dreadnaught you know
Waking the shame
Not given an aim
I don’t know how
You better get me to know
Insist
Every single miss
Every single point of failure
Until you've grasped
Every single act
Implying the snake no longer on your back
Paint my name on nowhere
And let the image have it’s say
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6. |
As Above, So Below
04:40
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Truth of the past
Don’t wither on the vine
I’ll light the sign
and even draw the map blind
At analogy’s end I’ll let the others know
Strong is the one who alters the unknown
The present is haunting me
Don’t ever leave
Will you ever believe me?
Light in dark
Don’t blind me into fear
I’ll sing your praises
With the silence you’ve assigned me
And at omega point I’ll repent every lie
If you will keep the promise to grant me my soul in death
With futures passing me
Don’t ever leave
Will you ever believe me?
Made in the image of
Kneeling at the scene
Where the blood was drawn
Made in the image of
Drifting in the middle of an ocean
And when the whole drops dead
I’ll mark the word that mislead
An agent running headlong into the dissolve
Malignant meaning
Fault me not
And when stone’s been thrown
I’ll stand until it is known
Wisdom traverses every rational Benchmark
Malignant meaning
Fault me not
I’m your only hope
Made in the image of
Kneeling at the scene
Where the blood was drawn
Made in the image of
Drifting in the middle of an ocean
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7. |
Emblemata
04:56
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Don’t wait too long
I’ve been stung and stabbed
In the back you knew to never trust
Came from ashes
Through constant action
Out of the night
And into the day
For every nail that you put to the cross Another limit is lost
In this life you’re holding on
For every malice you bring to bare
The question is answered somewhere
In this life your holding on
Don’t wait too long
I’ve denounced
And I’ve damned
Your reflection is showing me what I’m not
Came from ashes
Through constant action
Out of the fog
And into the hay
For every nail that you put to the cross Another limit is lost
In this life you’re holding on
For every malice you bring to bare
The question is answered somewhere
In this life your holding on
Holding on
When all the right reasons are wrong
Holding on
How many rebirths until none?
For every nail that you put to the cross Another limit is lost
In this life you’re holding on
For every malice you bring to bare
The question is answered somewhere
In this life your holding on
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8. |
Sol
04:44
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Since all is gone
And all is wrong
I felt you saw
Two cuts until dawn
Pulling the single too its’ whole
I felt you saw
Two cuts until dawn
I’m not trusting intuition again
Never again
Two right makes one wrong
Animal animal gone
Some say this will
Be the end of ill
Since all is gone
And all is wrong
I’m taking ever last inch of my will
And destroying it all
I’m not trusting intuition again
Never again
Two right makes one wrong
Animal animal gone
Some say this will
Be the end of ill
You’re never enough
Sold the wing that carried all things
Short in the long run
You’re not enough
You’re not enough
Meat to cross
You’re not enough
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9. |
Liturgy
04:24
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You never seemed so weary
Every son in search of the mother
See me, be me
Sooner or later your cessation will play out
All of time laid bare
Bleeding every tendency until nothing will be
Because this is the line in the quicksand to understand
Caught at the gate red in hand
Impatience killed the willing
Every thought in front of the other
See me, be me
Because sooner or later your cessation will play out
No man's time coming running back
For the risk to take
It was always too late
See me, see me
You have to see me
Be me, be me
You have to be
Because this is the line in the quicksand to understand
Caught at the gate red in hand
I'm not throwing it away
We're at the bottom of our wait
Let this be a lesson to all that ever came from you
What ever God has done this is making it undone
I'll trap the wisdom, you'll see
It's never me, never me
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10. |
Unity of None
03:24
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Generate the path you’ll eventually kill
Generate the path devoid of free will
For every branch from I
Somehow leads me to die
Somehow I know I know that you know
Don’t let me forget
How the exit leads back
Won’t set the pen to sword
Won’t you sever all the nights you’ve born
Pale in gate with every death
Leads my running to the next
I saw you
You saw me
Yet nothing
Somehow it went away
Somewhere along the way
A lack of point in every breath
Somehow everything is the same
Yet everything is split two ways
A partition in the unity of none
Chaos will take my in it’s arms when
Order has been seen for the charlatan it is
Death, my child
I am my own
Won’t set the pen to sword
Won’t you sever all the nights you’ve born
Pale in gate with every death
Leads my running to the next
Pain stop knowing
Pain stop seeing
Pain stop in running in every direction but
Pain stop knowing
Pain stop seeing
Pain start being the leverage that
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11. |
Crucibles
02:44
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Once I've rid the tide of inside
Known and unknown lays the torso bare
I'll pray out of this life every time
All those genuflecting beasts of burden
Searching for a symmetry
Where there is none
No there is none
No time to justify
In realigning the divine
Once of the two times that you bothered
You said a thought into behavioral feed
Praying you out of this life every time
Intersecting notions of logical us
Hoping for pure reason
When there is none
No there is none
No time to justify
In realigning the divine
No time
Collapsing with the we
Projecting every lie told
Fields of wheat in flames of greed
The deceiving of ourselves
When does right turn into wrong
When does past turn into now
The will we need to cut
Pulling the wool over
Seeing the forest through the trees
When does right turn into wrong
When does past turn into now
The will we need to cut
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12. |
Shibboleth
03:58
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I meant to tell you follow
You never follow
You never follow
Will you ever find out?
Will you ever mind?
Bite my hand
And feed the fiend fall
Can someone tell me my sorrow
My soul in sorrow
My soul in sorrow
The word has been let out
An arrow aimed at light
Raise the dead
And be the aim you lost
Infinity collapsing into the five senses
To never fit this shibboleth
I won’t
To never fit this shibboleth
As the pillar drives our weakness to its peak
Earth is inherited by the meak
Some will say you never know
I meant to tell you follow
You never follow
You never follow
Will you ever find out?
Will you ever mind?
Bite my hand
And feed the fiend fall
Infinity collapsing into the five senses
To never fit this shibboleth
I won’t
To never fit this shibboleth
Your manifesting in awe
The countless flaws that you are
You’ve made the snake circle in you again
Time turned backwards
Falsehood we’ve mastered
Actions speaking louder words
You’re interveening in the plot
You’re self-righteous in fog
You’ve made the snake circle in you again
Time turned backwards
Falsehood we’ve mastered
Actions speaking louder words
Wake me when we’ve missed the mark
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13. |
Scapegoat Irony
04:55
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Just let the golden lure you in
You can make truth from sin
The weight will be weightless
The moment you transgress
The long way back I’m never gonna go there never gonna
Oh the scapegoat irony
The chase to never walk again
The chase to always seem in the know
Where ever you are
The sum of burdens make you constant
The sum of soul you’ve yet to peal
The weight will be weightless
The moment you transgress
The long way back I’m never gonna go there never gonna
Oh the scapegoat irony
The chase to never walk again
The chase to always seem in the know
Where ever you are
Pseudopodal devil in the details states of need
Cutting legs from under the giants we succeed
Every line draws the contour of mind
Every line tells the other side of why
Overwhelming distinguishing of implicit plead
Solve solve solve solve the mass inhibited
From lack of leave
Every line draws the contour of mind
Every line tells the other side of why
When I faltered, where were you then fallen with your light?
The way I signed
Another lie
I can try
You don’t have to see the light
You don’t have to go
Enantiodromia
Meet me at the place
Where you got rid of me
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14. |
Aion
01:05
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15. |
Syzygy
06:24
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With the horizons you’ve left at my door
You made it useless to ever pull through the day
The seemingly shallow water it raises
It never shapes to fill
A Measure in silence that lets us act free
Syzygy
Where you and I part
And where life and death start
When the omission has left no dictum
Panning out in a summoned causation
The increasingly rigid mindset
It never shapes to fill
A call to the darkest hour of need
Syzygy
Where you and I part
And where life and death start
Will man ever
Cut the circle of
Inescapable guilt
My morals are no longer a maze
The falling
The finding
The power I’m binding
Behind the good will lies
The pride in search
Of the damnation’s cusp
My goal is no longer to try
The being
Beheading
The meaning I’m shedding
Knowing that I can never be wrong
When all my troubles left the past
May the two halves once again turn into one
The last of resorts lacking of pull
The bedlam closing in towards the sanctum
Momentary light we carry
The bedlam closing in towards the sanctum
When all my calm awaits in soon
May the two halves once again turn into one
The last of resorts lacking of pull
The bedlam closing in towards the sanctum
Momentary light we carry
When all opposites have been married
The bedlam closing in towards the sanctum
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