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10. | Obsidian |
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[Music: Marten Hagstrom, Tomas Haake]
[Lyrics: Tomas Haake]
Lacerating pains of degeneration speed through your
trembling mind
Still, in machine-like strife you gain another mile
The temporary elusive goal: To reach the solace, to
feed once more
upon the synthetic reaper of loss. No matter the
outcome. No matter the cost
Cold and stinging needs tearing through the halls
Of your defiled, flesh made temple with its closing
walls
Still you claim the worshippers pose and you bow. You
kneel
Control: once superior, now a docile pet at chaos'
feet
Pulling the leash as it trails the scent to where all
hurt recedes
LyricsYour past a blurry patch in mind, your future once;
now thin dreams filed
Toward the lights of need you strive - to drink into
your vein the shine
Beaten to the unforgiving ground. Lashed into
submission
- By the inner starving demon. By its unrelenting
hand
Still you claim the worshippers pose and you bow. You
kneel to the syringe
Answering only to authorities of sedation. Their
calls the only ones heeded
A worn out soldier touched by their contagion. A
battered drone at their feet
You're the one betrayed. An outcast set afire by your
inner war
Your burning self so far astray. A combustion fanned
from within your core
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[Music: Fredrik Thordendal]
[Lyrics: Tomas Haake]
Squint your eyes to see clearly. Blur reality to make
it real
Let focus go from your deceiving eyes to know what's
been concealed
We've all been blinded - Subjects to visual
misinformation
A systematic denial of the crystalline
To see the fine grain, to read the hidden words
The context of parallel truth - Devoid of
fragmentation
Our light-induced image of truth - Filtered blank of
its substance
As our eyes won't adhere to intuitive lines
Everything examined, Separated, one thing at a time
The harder we stare the more complete the
disintegration. -Dissolution
Lyrics
Eyes re-opened, Reasoning focalized, Receptors
activated
Perspectives distorted
The ladder beyond our grasp
The twin-headed serpent forever hidden
Where's the true knowledge -
Where engines of the sane & insanity merge
The clarity. The unity
Reality untouchable, transparent, invisible
to our fixed, restricted fields of vision
Existence taken for granted. -Absolute
Possessed, owned, controlled
By the common sense-infected rational gaze
Onward forever we walk among the ignorant
Never stray from the common lines
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[Music: Marten Hagstrom]
[Lyrics: Tomas Haake]
Trapped in a ceaseless fever of spite,
an unending fit of resentment and anger
Caught in a moment of unforgiveness
In the snapshot of a hate filled second
The speechless flickering of uncomprehending eyes
-Dilated in disbelief
Your vacant gaze distorted
Twisted in its accusing glare
Teeth glimmering in emotional rage
Spit of hate suspended in mid-air
Bodies strained in fury
Devoured by jaws of despair
One single image frame I wish to forget
now replayed in succession of millions
The one second I will always regret
Lyrics-My hell found in its reiteration
Held within the visualization,
the continuous rerun of my own violence
A fraction of time perpetuated
By my regretful soul animated
Please forgive the evil in me - The darkness within
Ferocious, inherent demon. Adrenaline gland resident
Threatened subconscious snake. Repressed into
striking coil
Surfacing that black second. Ascending with the boil
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[Music: Fredrik Thordendal]
[Lyrics: Tomas Haake]
Unbound to the pale and lifeless day by the
multicolored, multiform
A spinning antidream unthought. -Exceeding the
obsolete reality
Overheated inner shape-generator. Blowing every
cerebral fuse
Insanity filtered and systematized. -Feeding the
tools of mind abuse
Mind-signal transmission peaked, distorted, bent,
unrestrained
Neuroreceivers shortcircuit. System parameters
over-gained
Nervethreads decoding the stream of the
reality-inverting revolution
The patterned untruth of non-dream: The closed eye
visual delusion
LyricsA frantic cellular race down the switchbacks of mind
-Throttling the existence-engine. A propulsion beyond
all limit lines
Convulsive thrusts of septic energy as infected cells
collide
Unleashing the video-bacterial disease. -The
sinew-conducted pseudo-vision
Mind-signal transmission peaked, distorted, bent,
unrestrained
Neuroreceivers shortcircuit. System parameters
over-gained
Nervethreads decoding the stream of the
reality-inverting revolution
The patterned untruth of non-dream: The closed eye
visual delusion
Self unfolds like a disintegrating dream. All
revealed but the sinister cause
My lying eyes come apart at the seams. Still how
could I ever regret the loss
The self transformed into wave lengths
-Reverberating this unyielding dream. Lost in this
greedy illusion
I'm forever devoured by the closed eye visual delusion
A twirling visual overload - Explosions of terror and
beauty
Colors of fear and pain within clash into unanything
(A spectra-organic frenzy setting fire to the
neuro-highways of mind
Revolving me away from time. A soul now rendered
unassigned)
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[Music: Fredrik Thordendal, Tomas Haake]
[Lyrics: Tomas Haake]
Winds that shine a bright, blinding dark. Kerosene
flames so cold they crack
Suns that blow becalmed twisters. Ferocity sleeping.
Nothingness stacked
Intestines worn to shield the inward limbs. Screams
unheard. Deafening thoughts
Levitating ground. The solid water burns. Liquid
stone. The immobile turns
Corrosion soothing the hurt within
Surroundings reaching to touch your skin
Progress in stalemate. Death is alive
Eyes and mind glint - Glints collide
Pains sending shivers of well-being down your spine.
Sounds of healing crack your bones
Lamentation carving into smiling faces. Surrounded by
everyone, still you're all alone
LyricsWormholes set as halos over sinners skulls. Leaves
chasing the fallen air away
A lifetime of needle-eyes too wide to escape, where
honesty lies and angels betray
Incisions mending the wounds within
Surroundings breach the surface of your skin
Progress in static. Life has died
Eyes and minds glint - Glints collide
[Lyrics from 3:02-3:30 missing]
Reincarnation trapped in a life span.
Corpses bolted to the ground arise
Omnilights flooding your world with their darkness
As your reflection turns its back to your eyes
You've entered your self-created antiparadise
Your universe processed and trapped in jars
Never-ending insanity
Down in the hell of mind, where glints collide
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[Music: Marten Hagstrom, Tomas Haake]
[Lyrics: Tomas Haake]
The glued-on sheet of self control. The pity of
sense, of sanity
-Cracking at the seams. Torn from my reality
The motion of thoughts subdued. Overcome, suppressed
by terror
The mouth of fear overfed by dread beyond measure
Pounding waves of overload running through my every
nerve
Will reduced to nothingness. My system overturned
My mind resigns to defeat. Internal razors activated
-Slashing through unprocessed thought. The severance
of self complete
Heartbeats hammering at the sight
A revelation to wrap my soul in fear
Blinded by the neverlight
as I stare into my organic shadow
Lyrics
The bin of repressed emotions crammed
Limits of pain by far exceeded
I stare into the blank
the mantra of dead silence repeated
Hear me. Find me
Save me. The dead me
(Shallow breathing. Eyes not shut, not open
By fear silenced. Incantations never spoken)
This hell of vacuum abound
with the chanting whispers of the mute
Exposed to the wrath of neversound
-The words of my organic shadow
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[Music: Marten Hagstrom]
[Lyrics: Tomas Haake]
What solace lies in the arms of fate
-The ill embrace of uncertainty
When did I leave this in other hands
-To be pulled down at chance
Ripped away by destiny-claws
Am I another of fate's possessions
Dwelling the lie of freedom
Just another straw pulled at random
Reclaimed by deceiving time
A silent judgment I can not overrule
Drawn back into the origin-vortex
Uprooted and ground to dust
Retracted into anti-existence
A magnet repelled by life's polarity
LyricsDenied the self control of fate
we flow suspended in semi-life
Until the ever imminent day
when oblivion claims our breath
Nowhere indefinitely. Not dead, not alive
Existence-patterns ripped of symmetry. As will and
fate divide
Have I appeased the gods of fate
Am I allowed another day
Must I die to escape
the scanning eyes of death
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[Music: Fredrik Thordendal, Tomas Haake]
[Lyrics: Tomas Haake]
Stroboscopic contortion-assault. Light bulb language
translated into fits
Codes of tendon-flickers I can't grasp. Focus lost as
I writhe and twitch
Random beats of blinding shockwaves. Erratic suns
that twist my eyes
Flashes pounding at my thoughts as the intrinsic pains
multiply
Muscle and tissue twined with every violent lash
Battered by an unrelenting shine
Immobilized by the increasing pains,
the procreating agonies of system breakdown
Lightwave frequency body-oscillation. Undeciphered
motions pass through my flesh
Bodily reverberation induced. A corporeal system lost
in its waves
LyricsBleached into their existence by tremulous epileptic
strokes
Blasts of irregular pulsar-radiation - Triggering the
process of mind and body control
Lost to their control
A sentence - in flashes told
Enticed by their calls; - Insane, divine
Torn, undone, dissolved
By incandescent gods condemned
Burned. Their mark on my soul
To my inverted shadow confined
Twisted, spun. Vertebras and spinal column unaligned
Joints shattered and torn apart. Spasm-rendered
distortion
Organic spiral. Stretched and torn into a new
creation
A worldless thing, a thingless word. Lightborn
malformation
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[Music: Marten Hagstrom]
[Lyrics: Marten Hagstrom]
Drowned in this screaming silence
Embraced by shadows, they tear me
The wormholes free my eyes
The blood boils - it knows
My thoughts burn as minds liquefy, vaporize
Reality scorched by this fixed state
All beginnings slain by ends
I seep down into the black to breathe
Drifting to merge with the past
My tongue licks the residue of the future
Bitter taste, the wombs of claws call me
Filth rips them open. The stillborn start to move
Lidless eyes twitching beneath a sheet of rot
They reach out, they want to kiss - It matters not
In dreams it speaks to me of the truth that means
reality
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