1. |
Noumenon
04:29
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Run against the future
“Science wins cause it works”
Said some
Holy Trinity’s curse
Our savior died for us
Know thyself
And lead us into temptation
[Die Gesetze, nach denen sich die Zustände der physikalischen Systeme ändern, sind
unabhängig davon, auf welches von zwei relativ zueinander in gleichförmiger
Translationsbewegung befindlichen Koordinatensystemen diese Zustandsänderungen bezogen
werden]
But deliver us from you
Thy kingdom come, Noumemon
I´ve travelled through a wormhole
My senses deceive me
Universe
Run towards the future
Science wins cause it hurts
Sad son
And lead us not into temptation
[Der Mensch kann tun was er will; er kann aber nicht wollen was er will]
But deliver us from you
Thy kingdom come, Noumenon
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2. |
Uneasiness
06:53
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I just crave ´cause I think I crave
My heartbeat would stop if it knew it
Blurred and diffuse is my pleasure
As long as it goes, its weight cannot be measured
My will is consecrated to the dust
That hollow weight that a gust
Carries without effort or pain
Dust when together, lonely when grain
I bet you could´ve found out
Your savior
I bet you could´ve found out
Uneasiness
When I catch myself thinking
I die a little and frighten
Cause suddenly I have something to say
And it deviates me from my everyday
I bet you could´ve found out
Your savior
I bet you could´ve found out
Uneasiness
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3. |
On the top of the wall
05:00
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The gargoyles say hello and invite me up
I climb up the wall as if I was chased by the ghost right behind
From up here on the wall I can watch two faces evenly
I am impressed by the way I can make time constantly paralyze
Tiring days and nights
Up on the wall
Wondering which side I should follow
Some joker said:
“Fagocyte your issues
Jump off your tightrope and follow the rock that´s about to roll”
(It’s my choice) (é minha escolha)
(It’s not my choice) (não é minha escolha)
It always looked easy to quietly wander about
Visiting rooms all covered in veils, passing the devil´s crossroad
Deciding who´s next to avoid
Countless right-minded talks
Just one step from the borderline
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4. |
Monologue
05:28
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And I belong to the dying
A race whose eyes see fog
And whose path meets only choice
Their story is a monologue
Now you’re there and every view you’ve got is wrong or right in some imaginary world
Though their mouth remains open
They produce no sound
Incapable of chatting, talking
Their words come from beyond the ground
Their words are spread out there
Possessing the fields ahead
Crude and rough in no matter known
Their mind is their sleeping bed
With my eyes I could’nt see your silhouette, blurry
With my hands I could’nt reach your being, your surface fades, glancing darkly
Maybe you´ve met some
Tough invisible, they bark like a dog
A Steppenwolf with no purpose
I speak for all, but it remains a monologue
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5. |
Dialogue
04:49
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It has overcome me more than I could ever
think
“Spirit is dead?”
I ask my soul
It wouldn´t answer as a whole
“I´ve drawn these lines so long ago”
“I´ve told you that and you let go”
The consequences are ahead
I feel and reckon
I´m all in there
Overcome me, hit my guts
Manifest the will to be me rather than us
“Believe me when I say it
You wouldn’t last a minute more
You would not bear it (would not bear it)
(will not bear it)”
Since choices were made in hazy smoke
The night is bad and the pillow´s soaked
The dawn is new but you´re dead inside
The final swig will now decide
“Do I bless your conscious mind?
Or take your will to where it flies?”
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6. |
Ruptura
04:09
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Before the law
We are all calm, appalled
Conducted by the immature employee
The process streams at a pneumatic speed
Deriving from the mug all of its slavish atmosphere
I, by my side,
Decree my guilt, my disgust and my uncertainty
I´ve read the whole babilonian work concerning deviation and conformism
To eventually be here, agreed with your accomplices, disagreeing without your faith
I, employee of the unknown, just believe and see
Open the gate, please Lord
Long will you wait, peasent
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7. |
Misplaced
04:49
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The second glass of beer wont seem so bitter anymore
The cigarrettes I’ve rolled became ash all on the floor
Maybe I’ll just go ‘cause I am rotten inside
The way wont really matter, when you undergo alone
Its arms have held me Strong and wont let go
It’s you, the angel to whom I will devote
My feelings cannot anymore be shared
Because I realized I walk alone, there’s no one there
The path I have been knows all of my steps
And still it keeps its silence
The pain has left its tears along this path of storms and nails
I’ve noticed I became suddenly blind
No one I can share my painful track
No one I could blame for causing that
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8. |
A new beginning
04:23
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Yellow sundown coloration
I hope the clock slows down
For me to face it forward
For me to wear the golden crown
The tunel blinds the path
The yellow rays remain
Showing me my vague past
Lesser past that might sum
Showing what could be
What should not come
The wind has taught me how to swim
My view´s boundaries are green and high
I drown in it as if it was a dream
It feels like weightless particles (pass me
by)
Cut me through
Pass me by
The duality of the existing matter matches
my point of sight
There´s times when I´m mass in my core
and guise
And there´s times when I behave as a wave
of light
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Cordillera SP, Brazil
From the bucolic university district of Campinas, five friends joined together to form what they believed was, at one hand, a self-conscious rock music practice in the third world, on the other, the sound of the contemporary progressive rock and beyond. It is as well undeniable that there sound also carries the deep roots of the south american soul. Beauty through grit, grace through rupture. ... more
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