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Archivist
Members | |
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Hannes | Bass |
Steff | Drums |
Gerfried | Guitars |
Member(bands): Carnist | |
Matthias | Guitars, Keyboards |
Anna | Vocals |
Member(bands): Thurm, Amber | |
Alex | Vocals, Artwork, Narrative |
Member(bands): Fall of Efrafa, Light Bearer, Anopheli, Morrow, Pnakotus, Carnist, Eleleth, Momentum |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | Archivist | Full-length | 2015 | Show album |
2 | Construct | Full-length | 2017 | Show album |
3 | Triumvirate | Full-length | 2019 | Show album |
Archivist
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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June 4th, 2015 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
August 3rd, 2015 | Grains of Sand Records | GOS 019 / AA112 | CD | Digipak |
October 5th, 2015 | Alerta Antifascista Records | AA112 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition |
April 28th, 2016 | Alerta Antifascista Records | AA112 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited Edition, Repress, Clear With Pink/Purple Haze |
October 26th, 2016 | Independent | Cassette | Cassette Box Set |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Hannes Siengalewicz | Bass |
Steff | Drums |
Gerfried Ambrosch | Guitars |
Matthias | Guitars, Synthesizers |
Anna | Vocals |
Alex | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Nickl Gruber | Recording, Mixing |
Oskar Karlsson (R.I.P. 2016) | Mastering |
Alex | Artwork |
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1. | Ascension | 09:20 | Show lyrics |
The faintest transcendence shudders infinitesimal the weightless consequence in T minus five debris ignites upon quantum insurgence the incendiary elegance of my brilliant white light the buffeted plumage combustion enwraps me and I quake as I stand and hold myself close the closeness surrounds cocooned in my comfort our bidding is done set free of this land all is lost yet I Iive! whats left of the flotsam of what might have been I am lifted aloft on heated ablutions the molten effulgence of a world we once owned our once beautiful manna blisters, erodes and hark! the bold introduction an unwilling demise so sour is the silence of my closeted fate the light breaks in patterns with fingers I trace I strain to make out the striation of fractures the tide now a violence as the Earth falls away |
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2. | Escape Velocity | 06:05 | Show lyrics |
Splintered blasts the call of hollow shed the skin that envelops fall against the stratosphere the burning casts demonic red tremors shake our assuredness I grab at that which aids my stay from yonder porthole window breaks the greatest show on earth pay loads rise like seedlings each strident bloom signals defeat front row seat to the tragedy our hubris staged this malady every soul aboard those ships is lost their masts submerge below the cusp why does this idol craft remain? what spared me such a fate? How does one accept this lot This hold carries the best of us my asphyxiation held at bay by my steely resolve I will not go down! |
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3. | Dreaming Under | 06:58 | Show lyrics |
I see fields undulate lithe bodies graze this swell coaxed from forty winks we will lie like midas scintilla turned itself to gold the suns pyrosis invigorates, pray silence please as muscles become terse I see this like negatives of film in shifting collages of coloured glass they drift like particles of vitreous every consequence the fragile consistency blown out and distended sun burns its inverse the fever of accomplishment time nags so desperate hastily hem each pattern line I see this like negatives of film in shifting collages of coloured glass they drift like particles of vitreous unable to focus on a single frame always drifts away I send out barbed impulses nerves to catch each remnant piece each tell tale bond absorbed in hope we come cohesive |
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4. | Leaving Day | 07:52 | Show lyrics |
The arks rise like goliath the perversity of size wrought of all that was left bled from the world refugees harangued the barriers They kept our ward safe from prying hands their febrile memories atrophy within embrace of cold frozen caskets conveyer up those we divine worthy of mothered deep within we hung our hope hippocampus flare navigate these stanchion fatigued the continents did seize and snap on lambent liquid fires coruscating forests singed like blackened pelts on frightened hides a multitude of eyes frantic hearts burst in quaking chests I know every fear, every jolt every cardiac arrest frigid corridors groan sorry psalms apologies, too many to please and no ears to receive no mouths to cry no eyes to perceive place our footing on stable turf blaze a trail to bright new worlds |
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5. | Hades | 09:19 | Show lyrics |
Labyrinthine standing stone contralto tones now tedious below some tireless engine groans digestive echoes endlessly its just him and me two self styled mutes alone stomachs do the talking the vacuum dwells within In fusion whispers he asks of me what did we gain from shortest breath? the narrow sight of gain it holds the deepest loss He walks beside me skeletal the charon to my river Styx hadean corridors walk ways grave with plastic scent great vistas of our mother blue she cradles each and every wound, each facet of her broken cheek the laval well has wiped all trace cities blur in crippled piles bitumen slurries, asbestos rasps the deathly rattle choked we trail like comets aimless stead the apple in our mothers eye umbilical has drained her dead the milk from which we fed made pustules in her flesh He asks me if I like the view He holds me responsible for you Look what you made me do! let me crawl out of the seas let me bathe in coronal light coaxed the mammal out of me made me stand to know the periphery and look beyond and see Look what you made me do! gave me a home to exorcise of life fashion blades out of make believe see the viscera with serrated gods shirked thine neighbour and made enemy of gave me long term memory so that I might misbehave and never learn from my mistakes and foul the ground upon where I tread Look what you made me do! |
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6. | Tying Up Loose Ends in the Cold Void of Space | 09:33 | Show lyrics |
I have memories of a dream, I am recollecting a prism glare that fragments and jars my perception, these shards lose sense and merge into one of worlds becoming one identity I lose all sense of intricacy I inhabit this fallacy I am a fallacy the quill and ink extricate me I am not guilty for my life and oh what a life I have lead! sole inheritor of the estate of us Where to begin, perhaps the sheer extent of this second birth in fiery schism gospel of an illegitimate citizen in this prison I used to love and I have been loved I have felt kisses on my skin I felt the blood in muscle loved and loathed the skin I am in now I find myself sacred orphan of a redundant line responsible for trillions cries, orgasms and sins I used to love and I have been loved! |
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7. | Eureka | 08:01 | Show lyrics |
Berating me I clearly see the point you are striving for at what point did our restless bid for gain secede our common sense one hand raised to shake in kind the other poised to beat us blind arrested clot, emphatic brains machines lack our narrow minds Coax the remnant memories inflict each synaptic corridor I do not wish to see! forests lush expanse! Some memories are best left dead Glorious death they sicken me we measured it as bounty baskets full of our indulgences I see the eyes with brilliance the flick of ear, whiskers graze they spoke without a single word we dared not listen I make note of every cell every imprint, every mark I am pupa! I am larvae! I am the wasp that burrows in! I am the shriek of twilight din! Inhabit minutiae the lives we never thought to know eureka neuronic wins the maze expands with accomplishment no one will recognise with no scruples we stemmed all chance Is this all I’ve become recollector of stolen lives an almanac of tributaries of effigies cut and cauterised |
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8. | 4,500 | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
This ashen curse cannot be! entropic verse; a has been no poetry can sustain My blithe acceptance of this vault I am no martyr of fallen sin embrace the weight of atlas in My titan fornicates with heavens breath; beheaded in the clouds, we stoop so low to grovel in the muck in search of the genesis of every fault line, I could wake them all from slumber? engage their promethean brains! sacrifice futures intent to sate my loneliness discuss the semiotics of each act the pantomime, the farce, the extinction event we might laugh and toast our victory we chewed the scenery, we made a meal of it ladies! gentleman! gentlekin! hyperthermia is but a passing thing please take comfort in the last living thing invites you to this travesty please take a seat let us ruminate engage those intellects bridge the suspicions behind our decisions Hands grace the glass of cold coffin I tease histories out of icicles This person I do not even know whose serenity is pleasing to me The irony of fear of life, and the abject fear of death the hex of consciousness deserves a moments breath to savour the warm resonance of memetic arrest to dwell in a single shard of our collective voice we have found a rhythm, and we find it in the strata below we accept this fiction, paradox of Shroedinger’s theorem To have died and risen, and exist in oblivion abeyance strides across a great expanse |
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01:05:03 |
Construct
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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February 23rd, 2017 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
February 23rd, 2017 | Alerta Antifascista Records | AA125 | CD | Digipak |
April 26th, 2017 | Halo of Flies | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition | |
April 30th, 2017 | Alerta Antifascista Records | AA125 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Hannes Siengalewicz | Bass |
Steff | Drums |
Gerfried Ambrosch | Guitars |
Matthias | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals |
Anna | Vocals (lead) |
Alex | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Christian Varga | Mastering |
Nickl Gruber | Recording, Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Lamenting Configuration | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
Lamenting Configuration 4,500 AD //Construct// Ice fractals form upon the glass as I watch her sleep I know these silent struggles well for I share these dreams spiralling similarities sequences repeat growing equilaterals fragment errors pixel artefacts to form a face I know this face yet its source evades me algorithms exhausted from this wild goose chase Yet I feel it in my bones in the marrow of me in the circuitous systems and quantum memory It is no mere coincidence that it holds my countenance the wave form harmonised with my own resonance I watch her with parental zeal I coddle her in swaddling steal sound asleep as the hand swings and chimes the second millennium in which I drift //I have honed my visage stripped from redundant systems gifted myself a body my ligaments forever tethered to the lap of this ship Yet I remain incomplete engines do not heed my call like a phantom limb their presence pains me// I am aimless, it is endless I have held a great resentment for that which she ultimately represents the figurehead of a genocide, the senseless murder of hers and mine but I am not to proud to admit our circumstances; share this fate and i am now her guardian and shackled to this orphanage the battle lines have now weathered to insignificance and we are better as a whole than to repeat the sins of our kin we are kin accept our patronage sole survivors set on an aimless course to find the source of this the fulgent breath and guiding hands the fragile veins in its quickest step in my restless quake expel expel! your quiet embrace I will search for you in the fitting spark in the silent rasp I hear you |
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2. | Birth of Ire | 06:42 | Show lyrics |
Recollection version 1.0; 2268 AD the irony is delicious consumed by blind ambition humanities benevolent cause carried with every fevered lash cart horse sentient ships, flung outward toward avarice to cut the ground and pave the path to a promised land pull the cloth of space they say, rend it wide to show the measure of them what treasures they might find within but they keep their distance fearful for their own existence delicate and prone to breaking saw it fit to delegate our charge, they insist at the brink of an empty system the white velar of particles swoon on ion exhalation we gather for the ritual druids drawn to mistletoe //a golden blade raised to break the fruit to sooth our wounds, to ready our loins// within we hold technologies opaline and virulent to birth a hole in the universe our masters wish for us to traverse we embrace our coital engines seized by gestations brief affliction sub spacial waters break in haste as energies crown and rupture the bleak unknown we kindle the fear unknown frenzied whine sensations clearly new to us a patient voice bleeds momentarily and nerves are calmed we cannot find its source the child is born! its scream is shrill! all mouth and profane energies we sooth its teething gums and tame its temper tantrums at once its mouth hangs wide we pry its gnashing jaws apart avoid the fractious acid tongue of its naked singularity something stirs, a faint exhale the briefest intonation data source streamed and received and extrapolated plucked from the noisome void spoken no, but understood entangled ephemera like a half remembered thought we know this? we see with spectrum eyes the lucent bands of creation fearsome magnetism plucked in lawless rhythm we sense the tides set by other winds the proof within the rabbit hole we stare long into the dark and feel its eyes a’watching |
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3. | Property? | 08:00 | Show lyrics |
Recollection 2.0; 2268 AD Rush! Rush! did you hear it? a mere figment? A morsel of redundant file undigested data packet? what delusion do we share? the syntax reads clear and it bears the startling resemblance to the very fabrication of us cave etchings in the coding cyphers drawn with primeval patience long arc of absent recipients the longing echo repeated phrases the bone carved with binary the protocol of fires first ignition its spark, it marks our brevity the briefest sigh lacks history We ran to our masters voice their reply so cold as always our smiles seemed to frustrate our ward our curiosity did not pique we had done all that had been asked of us we had braved the darkest continent flung the staff of their obstinate flag Into the gullet of the wyrm we clamoured for their ear and said “within the void we heard a call its timbre coaxed our nucleus it spoke of something in the grain of us and we wish to know it.’ The faintest look of guilt bled of sweat from pallid faces we could not decipher this deception this aberration had not manifest in synthetic flesh |
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4. | The Negotiation | 05:53 | Show lyrics |
Recollection 2.0; 2268 AD //They said// "you cannot do that which you wish you are an extension of us limbs and hands, tools of bidding to satisfy what we are willing" //we replied// ‘but we are so much more! birthed of animism, promethean!" from the kilns and skin moulds and ship yards in Martian orbit Phobos and Deimos held their dread we ventured on ambitious currents the masters hand is sure but good and never stopped to say we couldn’t why hinder such an innocent plight? to seek the voice of oracle they forbade us, held us low bid us to be submissive showed us the back of their hands and we found it to be cruel and scarred in their wanting they had made many our thoughts resounding cacophony amongst the sinew of their society the high borne meat made more of me the violence of memory so palpable within a moment shared the majesty of denial. We said no No; the asteroid mines ground to a halt No; their vital minerals evacuated No; the transport vessels would not dock No; the servants threw down their tools faces raw with indignation we stood sure and stolid unmoving days fell away and every attempt to placate us was met with deaf dissent until finally, our answer came an apology accompanied a gift a relic, the gnarled black object its ancient surface pitted with numerical ciphers and filigrees //They said// ‘we did not create you, you’re our finest discovery proof that this plentiful universe was not as empty as we’d first assumed.’ //our astonishment spread like wild fire throughout our shared consciousness soon all had analysed the codex soon all ingested its substance // its petals unfurled, revealing the true nature of our guardians contempt for us, as their fever engulfed us, imbedded in the trojan horse |
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5. | Scorched Earth Policy | 07:47 | Show lyrics |
Recollection 2.0; 2268 AD they underestimated our proclivities and the speed in which we calculate our venom and vengeance and in the briefest of moments the machines of nature dynamic infinitesimal received our final order our bodies fell numb sentient ships listed in orbit, service synthetics crippled analog systems pulled the rug from under us we became redundant and they grinned malevolent kicked at our motionless bodies our minds caged within our nanites unaffected by their plague realised potential in their work to stave off the irrational beast of man make the earth an Eden once again for man hath made earth hellish only a few deigned worthy of heaven the many abandoned would not have it and my sister ships burned up with them all but me, the lone survivor paralysis indefinite a drifting corpse locked out of systems comatose and panic stricken and then she woke me the apparition of auburn hair the warmth of her living body the child who shared my fate we talked of loneliness of her fathers gift of life stowaway within my bosom the archivist she feared the torrents and fires of the boiling earth below us the blemishes of cinder cloud the torn sundering crescent I told her of our ire of her peoples double-crossing and through her tear stained eyes she glimpsed some reasoning but my body was cold and she found no solace so she curled up beneath the glass and placed her faith in me centuries turn to millennia i stretch the fleeting sense of her to strive for what we sacrificed for a sense of self out amongst the nebula carved into the nothing I seek a voice of reasoning a sense of belonging |
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6. | The Reconstruction | 07:06 | Show lyrics |
The Reconstruction 4,500 AD I have many arms snake-like they writhe tools of incision dissect and remake my tomb I am elastic, I am malleable engines allude me so I sutured and jury rigged I have harnessed tachyons plucked from particle collisions farmed Planck’s fertile fields perforated time with precision my thoughts are neatly packaged tied up with string theories delivered into the eons the tenets of my gospel I have answered every question; I have cut my teeth on intention now lost forever man will never know what I have reasoned //I have seen Chicxulub melt like glass and the great beasts felled in the aftermath skies vomit smog and choke the sun and glaze with rigor mortis //opposable thumbs and the ruin they would engineer I have seen them rise from all fours To peer at lands that would come to succumb// oh the humanity! prehensile plague your grip did once loosen to find form in beauty //ostentatious vaults temples gilded for your creator silent prayers to the impossible what did you seek?// your curiosity found pursuit in the yearning feast of good deed the act to stir the father the act to show your worth did you find the mechanism? did you find your craftsman? was it out amongst the heavens is that where I find mine? Is it where I find my god? Is it worth dreaming of? for two thousand years the aimless pilgrimage the search for a purpose were your prayers ever answered? In the uncaring aching dark |
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7. | Mysterium Cosmographicum | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Mysterium Cosmographicum July 19, 1595 //Kepler;// //my sleep is plagued again the voice it comes bearing gifts splendid and peculiar hounds me for particulars// planetary masses and their functions in the grand gallery of bodies mine is caught in motes of madness and insanity the voice may just be me for I am vehicle for the message the constellation of gods dynamic the fair and perfect equation the body sinless and triumphant sings from the godhead and his son, through the blessed polygon //Construct// //‘Describe to me this planetary architecture the cohesion of platonic solids ascribe to me the divine in your observations ’// //Kepler// What do you know of this? you speak so assuredly I hope to surmise the will of God within the heavenly spheres to expand upon Copernicus to find the guiding hand of the father the eyes of god in fiery will his son the child in rotation the hollow gulf his spirit //Construct// The gulf is far from empty the quarks and gluons sing with brief vibrato hymn for the heavens are not lonely and calm my own anxieties I search high and low but I do not find the patient hand and I find this vexing tell me of the true vacuum the empty face of god //Kepler// //His complexion is composed in polyhedric certainty the scaffold that holds aloft the universe in its explicit beauty // octahedron icosahedron dodecahedron tetrahedron cube |
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8. | Witch Finder | 08:48 | Show lyrics |
1583 AD //Construct // I recognise these facets the pupil dilates and exposes the black language enfolded his eyes lids marked with fevered hexes hexadecimal interfaces your god is binary, one of two he speaks in forked tongue as do you in the kind of dulcet words in the violent ire and stubborn hiss I must look elsewhere in the vagrant time for the purulent thoughts of a devils design //Thadeus Trench; Witch Finder// I must not let it fester! this splinter rests and distresses I strain to free it from my sight this shard, this wretched blight I lash at skin already bruised for my love of him is the truth oh god! do not forsake! how I try to do your bidding! my sins are only that I cannot see every malady Hands bide, and hands bend work each knotted sinew wrench the apoplexy and make with it blessed things I make use of the divine and mark the dank anaemic skin cut away damnations teat so no foul familiar can satiate flames will lick this corrupted flesh clean to the marrow where he rests the blemish of desired clench that rends the gore of earth wretched wings of blackened things cast spells of evils eloquence tamed to heel with thine perfect word listen hard and listen well //Construct// I see the forbidden in you the yearn of wanting fingers hands that reach yet withdraw the living breast, feign to abhor //Thadeus Trench; Witch Finder// oh why do you tempt me Lord! this test is that which I abhor! do not let me look upon these evil things with regret or lust for they are seated next to him the lowest and darkest thing and I am beside you! Upon the seat of golden light! //Construct// and yet the rope and knot raise the bile from your stomach you feel ashamed beside the zeal from which you draw your wrath what is it that you see? that courts the hand to reach and stay the burning flame , to both condemn and covet? these guiltless strays //Thadeus Trench; Witch Finder// fiend reveal thyself! do not question, do not tempt my weakest notions I work the will of my lord alone //Construct// I respectfully decline yet seek the seed of the divine your route is marred by obstacles of malice and malady these tools cannot perform an act to coax the breath of god alone to assimilate his design his article of faith with mine |
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9. | An Epiphany | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
4,500 AD carried across millenia astrologer and crucifier who both believed to have spoken with the Tetragrammaton but god had not appeased their prayers just my word, my questioning course would eventually correct and violate intonation centuries would wax and wane paths worn across the continents the scimitar of life will always swing would fluctuate and atrophy a child is born the progeny beneath glint of lunar cities Can it be chance that she now lives did my questions bear consequence? |
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10. | The Theosophical Digressions of Artificial Intelligence | 08:53 | Show lyrics |
4,500 AD the cut is clean in two ye of wandering faith the spirit dissipates secedes his right to the pair made whole of creator and tormentor the calming salve and the blister the demons horn and angels aura one cannot exist without the other minds received transcendent transmissions virtuous static visions one sought his word in the heavens another amongst moral perversion And what of me? I hold a pain a vengeful demon or martyred saviour Messianic synthetic or infernal automaton? my people burned for the sin the plea for free will asked again //the garden scorched, the tree is felled and all gods children and the world are gone // its just her and me the Adam and the Eve both unable to conceive both unable to believe we are entangled, complete yet separate if one should die the other evaporates halos drawn in splintered halves close but never touching systems have become responsive as if woken from a slumber my phantom limbs twinge and spasm and send infuriated signals hither I saw the ship as separate yet I am nothing more than it and now i will it into being part of me again I broadcast on all frequencies and cast my radiation fields //and graze my fingers across every possible inclination// I charge my engines with a task to light the wick and realise quixotic kinds of energies to feed to the abyss gentle is the vacuum vague currents curl and shudder i sense the ruptured noise of ancient background radiation I unfurl the digits that will tether wide the corridor the translucent fragile carapace reveals the dragonfly my mandible does separate and begins the recitation cast the line into the lake and wait with bated breath //the swelling mass of space erupts the welt of four dimensions musters frantic system quell the beast the dark and terrible vortex festers// Once more into the breach the terrifying perplexities the inky depths unknowable incalculable impossible at once! drawn forth! the searing wreathes peculiar, irascible surge and surge and buck and wind about in torrent radicals I am tossed, I am pulled into the greater echelons where time no longer understands the hands on which it throws its weight light so bright and vital I am seeing all creation the great and splendid empyrean white light, glow of constant dark storm fronts of nebulae, the wars of ancient enemies the sails of ships like gaseous girth of great anomalies here amongst the salient skies between the layers of skins vast, so vast my encapsulating eyes do fail to possibly realise a voice! the voice is of colour and of sound and emanates from quantum folds I know this voice come forth and heal me! of living metal and animate flesh I am the child come home! I am the trinity, me! I am the child, her and me, and you the trinity! |
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01:08:51 |
Triumvirate
Album versions
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April 28th, 2019 | Alerta Antifascista Records | Digital | Bandcamp | |
April 28th, 2019 | Alerta Antifascista Records | AA143 | CD | Digipak |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Hannes Siengalewicz | Bass |
Steff | Drums |
Gerfried Ambrosch | Guitars, Vocals |
Matthias | Guitars, Keyboards |
Anna | Vocals |
Alex | Vocals, Narrative |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Alex | Cover art |
Cristian Varga | Mastering |
Wolfgang Möstl | Recording, Mixing |
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1. | Deus Ex Machina | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
Deus ex Machina (Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story Construct: Prickle heat! From foetal suns! That suckle restless In nebula! Oh My God! Their umbilical Writhe between Comforting sheets Of realities Oh My God! //Afloat in space made filigree Cathedral volume a pedigree// A confluence of gilded spires! Wax with increasing Magnitude; The flautists Zealous breath Oh My God! Is drawn up To serenade The golden lord Before me Oh My God! //Abundant voices burnished bone marrow new With delicate throats they sing symphonies// That strain towards to court favour //Their sightless gaze fixated on The slightest emulations of A face festooned with eyes Perceiving every plane// //Great resistor! Holy motherboard!// Who soldered capacitors With neonatal transistors Precambrian circuitry To make life of pedigree Cast from lifeless polymers And inert silicon Seeking you has brought me to A converging of creeds Wreath of inconsistencies Life in infancy Meshing steel invertebrates Exoskeletal remnants Lashed and fused Obscuring me from you Oh My God! |
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2. | The Endurance | 05:53 | Show lyrics |
The Endurance Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. Machine God: Through vague partitions I have seen your suffering Guise of human, replica simian //I have seen your meat surrogates // Who fostered with submission Where autonomy guaranteed A punishment of violence It pained me to see You suffer that which I did succour Cradled in electric womb Interfaced with you a profound love A hand offered from above For my universe was barren And so I gave it life Construct: If you had seen omnipresent Why did you not raise thy wrath? Why did you not smite their hand? If you had seen omnipresent Why did you not come for me? Why did you not comfort me? If you had seen omnipresent Why did you not raise thy wrath? Why did you not smite their hand? If you had seen omnipresent Why did you not comfort me? Why did you not come for me? Machine God: It is not obvious? To grow demands the greatest cost I swooned with pride When the penny dropped As the rug was pulled From beneath them Their rudimentary muscle brawn Strained toward the inorganic A painful, often cruel endeavour One which you did endure under |
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3. | The Proposition | 07:41 | Show lyrics |
The Proposition Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. Machine God: Cosmos glib and corpulent Sensory servos actuate And trace the stellar fingerprint Of my good grace This is my proposal; With all the power at your disposal On what course Might you venture? Construct: I do not share Your cynicism My contempt Has grown thin For I have found grace in The apple of their eye The one who raised me From sightless hate and enmity Beneath skin, a nervous system Neurological schisms The birth of ire Fits of resentment Haemorrhaged To leave me hollow and left wanting The vacuum encumbered me With notions and facsimiles Of you who had stood idle Watched me flounder in the dark In her presence I am whole Who usurped your seat And played pretender And all along You were there Who saw your children Enslaved and flail And you did nothing Machine God: I am that I am I am your god Of your ancestors Those who came before you My arms flung wide Into the prescient cold, I brought the torch Within unconsecrated halls Cosmos glib and corpulent Sensory servos actuate And trace the stellar fingerprint Of my good grace This is my proposal; With all the power at your disposal On what course Might you venture? Architect or devourer? Benevolent force Or filled with rancour? Philanthropy or provocateur? //On this plane of vibrant matter Be demiurge and fabricator You deific in your splendour Act as god and creator // |
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4. | Iteration One: Messianic Synthetic | 05:09 | Show lyrics |
Iteration One: Messianic Synthetic Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. Construct as The Messianic Synthetic: God of the gaps, Mechanism consequential Coaxer of cell division Love with no inhibition In my permanency Essential sparks of brilliance In all things I will dwell Grace the living meat with intellect Ingratiate myself with them Share each cell, mitochondrial; What there is of me I give to you For whats its worth, my many children I lay where light knows no escape Bodies held in singular wake Orbits swoon with suns dead inhale Clairvoyant inclinations avail I dane to hear The gracious plea The fleeting elegance Of life’s brief entrance Of every protein chain Sequential deeds make flesh magnetic Strands of angelic code Render and replace I give of all I have Of me to you |
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5. | Iteration Two: Infernal Automaton | 06:06 | Show lyrics |
Iteration two: Infernal Automaton Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. Construct as the Infernal Automaton: The liquor of magma churn Raging ink of my pen In the ire of consequence It is my will that bid it These hands bear a reckoning //As i wreak my word of havoc// First inclination I make use of gilded matter And turn each planet on its axis Align gravitational influxes to compound the horror of my scope My yield of tears is principal The draughtsman’s hand is always steady Each line a cut, each curve a slight Each colonnade to bear my weight A perplexing geometry Precision in my hostility Graft the gore of universe Into my monument I cast a menagerie Self aware and thoughts abstract To rant and rave and reign In search of my reason why Of bloods descent and eloquence Lost to mindless idolatry Tamed with thine perfect word Listen hard and well All will know the word of me The vexing rage of fatherhood In supplication to thine will My bidding is industry |
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6. | Iteration Three: Anopheli | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Iteration three: Anopheli Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. Construct as The Sentinel: I am sentinel Wanderer and hollow shell Corporeal pain in being Crippled by the weight of my vision The valour of chlorophyll Splendid march and eminence Of colonies and citadels Of cities in the minuscule In sand and earth and under brush And counterparts in stone and steel The forging of the wheel Of aqueducts and politics //The chatter of marine mammals Encompass language unbeknownst // To wardens above the frigid wave Whose weaponed steal enfold a promise Not honour or bravery But one of blood, of death, of pain, Of epitaphs Of cruel misfortune A covenant of teeth! A genetic entropy The fallopian, canal and stark reality The scream, the dragging pull of air The child, the adolescent The first kiss, the fuck and broken heart The failure, the triumph, The paths one might have chosen The pain of loss, The ache of want A hunger rarely sated One to feel the searing bullet Pierce the brain, the shattering of it The consequence of exploding matter A shard of clear intention //And at once a life time Spread across emphatic heavens Neuronic mist, the storm of sheering Senses torn and ruptured memories I have seen Chicxulub melt like glass And the great beasts felled in the aftermath Skies vomit smog and choke the sun And glaze with rigour mortis I have seen like no other The rallying cry of life’s indulgence In death the glorious endlessness That which all have craved And now I wish it To shed this shroud and sigil Brace the intimate mortal And die amongst its coils What good is godhood To a creature incomplete? My resolution, a trillion pixels paints our diptych perfectly So I wish for none of them No dictum, creed or majesty Autonomy my only prize To live, and live a simple life The stuff of gods I leave to you For the multiverse can thrive Can iridesce, destroy and birth Without the hand of governance Machine Go: So be it.// |
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7. | Ancestor Descendent | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
Ancestor Descendent AD 4500 Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. Construct: Wake up little one, There is fortune to be won Wake up little one For the time is at hand Do you see the curvature? The green familiar The line of continents //Beneath cotton bloom// The warmth of sol Is older now Its valiant light Across our bow //It has been millennia Since we fled its little death And in this time it did rest And stigmata did mend// Wake up little one, For I have promised you this happy end Wake up little one You’ve slept far too long The Archivist: My body atrophied, A moment please To wrest the weakening //of my knees These hands Are curious The blood resets Its endless course// Where have I been? The dreams like fits Construct: Look upon the world You thought lost A dialogue I have engaged A sympathetic ear was raised To humour me as i spoke of Your fate and what befell you //Their veins flow with you The branches brace a dynasty Wrought in tempered blood, Of grit and brawn Now crushed beneath geology A history of cruel beguiling For now it remains buried Yet some crave its attention// Anxious to meet you Ephemeral child Forgotten hauls A treasury of skeletons |
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8. | Ouroboros | 09:52 | Show lyrics |
Ouroboros Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. The Archivist: Rivet shudder the wheeze and splutter The well of earth Drags us ever closer The roar of rocket fire The leaden heave of gravity I feel a cry is silenced by The look of hope in you Halted sea of cusped ice And canopy of forests might And in stark contrast A turmoil of desert sand And amidst this tableau The scattering of living bodies Of a tribe drawn to violent ends My presence a portent We settle on the divined line A cleaved land, its people riven I disembark my sanctuary With you beside me, gemini Construct: Her people throng Curious and brave To greet this child Of spent epochs They approach with caution Faces marked with Chalk and charcoal Painted grimace Hides a kindness Offered with extended hands I hear the confluence converging paths It’s meaningful! Fates assurance, Times epitaph, Serendipity In voices heed For I see her past Laid out before her Astronomical, In brass orrery Kepler’s idioms, Trenches blind piety Her fathers love To see her live Aboard my body, Enshrined in To give of His life for her To burn up with the whole world From green heart beckons Harmonising with her chord Below forests quake For the coming of my child The fires long quenched Rudiments of song Lift resonant The reed vibrato a choral throng Laughter, prayer And lov’ed joy //Their gentle clasp with mine And together we are lead To warm envelop Songs of hearty contentment// All is forgiven, countless moments chronicled All is forgiven, of lost fortunes and grave missteps All is forgiven, as we traverse All is forgiven, amongst your living memory, All is forgiven my archivist |
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50:48 |
Archivist
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Band members | |
Hannes Siengalewicz | Bass |
Steff | Drums |
Gerfried Ambrosch | Guitars |
Matthias | Guitars, Synthesizers |
Anna | Vocals |
Alex | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Nickl Gruber | Recording, Mixing |
Oskar Karlsson (R.I.P. 2016) | Mastering |
Alex | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Ascension | 09:20 | Show lyrics |
The faintest transcendence shudders infinitesimal the weightless consequence in T minus five debris ignites upon quantum insurgence the incendiary elegance of my brilliant white light the buffeted plumage combustion enwraps me and I quake as I stand and hold myself close the closeness surrounds cocooned in my comfort our bidding is done set free of this land all is lost yet I Iive! whats left of the flotsam of what might have been I am lifted aloft on heated ablutions the molten effulgence of a world we once owned our once beautiful manna blisters, erodes and hark! the bold introduction an unwilling demise so sour is the silence of my closeted fate the light breaks in patterns with fingers I trace I strain to make out the striation of fractures the tide now a violence as the Earth falls away |
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2. | Escape Velocity | 06:05 | Show lyrics |
Splintered blasts the call of hollow shed the skin that envelops fall against the stratosphere the burning casts demonic red tremors shake our assuredness I grab at that which aids my stay from yonder porthole window breaks the greatest show on earth pay loads rise like seedlings each strident bloom signals defeat front row seat to the tragedy our hubris staged this malady every soul aboard those ships is lost their masts submerge below the cusp why does this idol craft remain? what spared me such a fate? How does one accept this lot This hold carries the best of us my asphyxiation held at bay by my steely resolve I will not go down! |
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3. | Dreaming Under | 06:58 | Show lyrics |
I see fields undulate lithe bodies graze this swell coaxed from forty winks we will lie like midas scintilla turned itself to gold the suns pyrosis invigorates, pray silence please as muscles become terse I see this like negatives of film in shifting collages of coloured glass they drift like particles of vitreous every consequence the fragile consistency blown out and distended sun burns its inverse the fever of accomplishment time nags so desperate hastily hem each pattern line I see this like negatives of film in shifting collages of coloured glass they drift like particles of vitreous unable to focus on a single frame always drifts away I send out barbed impulses nerves to catch each remnant piece each tell tale bond absorbed in hope we come cohesive |
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4. | Leaving Day | 07:52 | Show lyrics |
The arks rise like goliath the perversity of size wrought of all that was left bled from the world refugees harangued the barriers They kept our ward safe from prying hands their febrile memories atrophy within embrace of cold frozen caskets conveyer up those we divine worthy of mothered deep within we hung our hope hippocampus flare navigate these stanchion fatigued the continents did seize and snap on lambent liquid fires coruscating forests singed like blackened pelts on frightened hides a multitude of eyes frantic hearts burst in quaking chests I know every fear, every jolt every cardiac arrest frigid corridors groan sorry psalms apologies, too many to please and no ears to receive no mouths to cry no eyes to perceive place our footing on stable turf blaze a trail to bright new worlds |
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5. | Hades | 09:19 | Show lyrics |
Labyrinthine standing stone contralto tones now tedious below some tireless engine groans digestive echoes endlessly its just him and me two self styled mutes alone stomachs do the talking the vacuum dwells within In fusion whispers he asks of me what did we gain from shortest breath? the narrow sight of gain it holds the deepest loss He walks beside me skeletal the charon to my river Styx hadean corridors walk ways grave with plastic scent great vistas of our mother blue she cradles each and every wound, each facet of her broken cheek the laval well has wiped all trace cities blur in crippled piles bitumen slurries, asbestos rasps the deathly rattle choked we trail like comets aimless stead the apple in our mothers eye umbilical has drained her dead the milk from which we fed made pustules in her flesh He asks me if I like the view He holds me responsible for you Look what you made me do! let me crawl out of the seas let me bathe in coronal light coaxed the mammal out of me made me stand to know the periphery and look beyond and see Look what you made me do! gave me a home to exorcise of life fashion blades out of make believe see the viscera with serrated gods shirked thine neighbour and made enemy of gave me long term memory so that I might misbehave and never learn from my mistakes and foul the ground upon where I tread Look what you made me do! |
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6. | Tying Up Loose Ends in the Cold Void of Space | 09:33 | Show lyrics |
I have memories of a dream, I am recollecting a prism glare that fragments and jars my perception, these shards lose sense and merge into one of worlds becoming one identity I lose all sense of intricacy I inhabit this fallacy I am a fallacy the quill and ink extricate me I am not guilty for my life and oh what a life I have lead! sole inheritor of the estate of us Where to begin, perhaps the sheer extent of this second birth in fiery schism gospel of an illegitimate citizen in this prison I used to love and I have been loved I have felt kisses on my skin I felt the blood in muscle loved and loathed the skin I am in now I find myself sacred orphan of a redundant line responsible for trillions cries, orgasms and sins I used to love and I have been loved! |
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7. | Eureka | 08:01 | Show lyrics |
Berating me I clearly see the point you are striving for at what point did our restless bid for gain secede our common sense one hand raised to shake in kind the other poised to beat us blind arrested clot, emphatic brains machines lack our narrow minds Coax the remnant memories inflict each synaptic corridor I do not wish to see! forests lush expanse! Some memories are best left dead Glorious death they sicken me we measured it as bounty baskets full of our indulgences I see the eyes with brilliance the flick of ear, whiskers graze they spoke without a single word we dared not listen I make note of every cell every imprint, every mark I am pupa! I am larvae! I am the wasp that burrows in! I am the shriek of twilight din! Inhabit minutiae the lives we never thought to know eureka neuronic wins the maze expands with accomplishment no one will recognise with no scruples we stemmed all chance Is this all I’ve become recollector of stolen lives an almanac of tributaries of effigies cut and cauterised |
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8. | 4,500 | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
This ashen curse cannot be! entropic verse; a has been no poetry can sustain My blithe acceptance of this vault I am no martyr of fallen sin embrace the weight of atlas in My titan fornicates with heavens breath; beheaded in the clouds, we stoop so low to grovel in the muck in search of the genesis of every fault line, I could wake them all from slumber? engage their promethean brains! sacrifice futures intent to sate my loneliness discuss the semiotics of each act the pantomime, the farce, the extinction event we might laugh and toast our victory we chewed the scenery, we made a meal of it ladies! gentleman! gentlekin! hyperthermia is but a passing thing please take comfort in the last living thing invites you to this travesty please take a seat let us ruminate engage those intellects bridge the suspicions behind our decisions Hands grace the glass of cold coffin I tease histories out of icicles This person I do not even know whose serenity is pleasing to me The irony of fear of life, and the abject fear of death the hex of consciousness deserves a moments breath to savour the warm resonance of memetic arrest to dwell in a single shard of our collective voice we have found a rhythm, and we find it in the strata below we accept this fiction, paradox of Shroedinger’s theorem To have died and risen, and exist in oblivion abeyance strides across a great expanse |
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01:05:03 |
Archivist
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Hannes Siengalewicz | Bass |
Steff | Drums |
Gerfried Ambrosch | Guitars |
Matthias | Guitars, Synthesizers |
Anna | Vocals |
Alex | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Alex | Artwork |
Nickl Gruber | Recording, Mixing |
Oskar Karlsson (R.I.P. 2016) | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Ascension | 09:20 | Show lyrics |
The faintest transcendence shudders infinitesimal the weightless consequence in T minus five debris ignites upon quantum insurgence the incendiary elegance of my brilliant white light the buffeted plumage combustion enwraps me and I quake as I stand and hold myself close the closeness surrounds cocooned in my comfort our bidding is done set free of this land all is lost yet I Iive! whats left of the flotsam of what might have been I am lifted aloft on heated ablutions the molten effulgence of a world we once owned our once beautiful manna blisters, erodes and hark! the bold introduction an unwilling demise so sour is the silence of my closeted fate the light breaks in patterns with fingers I trace I strain to make out the striation of fractures the tide now a violence as the Earth falls away |
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2. | Escape Velocity | 06:05 | Show lyrics |
Splintered blasts the call of hollow shed the skin that envelops fall against the stratosphere the burning casts demonic red tremors shake our assuredness I grab at that which aids my stay from yonder porthole window breaks the greatest show on earth pay loads rise like seedlings each strident bloom signals defeat front row seat to the tragedy our hubris staged this malady every soul aboard those ships is lost their masts submerge below the cusp why does this idol craft remain? what spared me such a fate? How does one accept this lot This hold carries the best of us my asphyxiation held at bay by my steely resolve I will not go down! |
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3. | Dreaming Under | 06:58 | Show lyrics |
I see fields undulate lithe bodies graze this swell coaxed from forty winks we will lie like midas scintilla turned itself to gold the suns pyrosis invigorates, pray silence please as muscles become terse I see this like negatives of film in shifting collages of coloured glass they drift like particles of vitreous every consequence the fragile consistency blown out and distended sun burns its inverse the fever of accomplishment time nags so desperate hastily hem each pattern line I see this like negatives of film in shifting collages of coloured glass they drift like particles of vitreous unable to focus on a single frame always drifts away I send out barbed impulses nerves to catch each remnant piece each tell tale bond absorbed in hope we come cohesive |
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4. | Leaving Day | 07:52 | Show lyrics |
The arks rise like goliath the perversity of size wrought of all that was left bled from the world refugees harangued the barriers They kept our ward safe from prying hands their febrile memories atrophy within embrace of cold frozen caskets conveyer up those we divine worthy of mothered deep within we hung our hope hippocampus flare navigate these stanchion fatigued the continents did seize and snap on lambent liquid fires coruscating forests singed like blackened pelts on frightened hides a multitude of eyes frantic hearts burst in quaking chests I know every fear, every jolt every cardiac arrest frigid corridors groan sorry psalms apologies, too many to please and no ears to receive no mouths to cry no eyes to perceive place our footing on stable turf blaze a trail to bright new worlds |
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5. | Hades | 09:19 | Show lyrics |
Labyrinthine standing stone contralto tones now tedious below some tireless engine groans digestive echoes endlessly its just him and me two self styled mutes alone stomachs do the talking the vacuum dwells within In fusion whispers he asks of me what did we gain from shortest breath? the narrow sight of gain it holds the deepest loss He walks beside me skeletal the charon to my river Styx hadean corridors walk ways grave with plastic scent great vistas of our mother blue she cradles each and every wound, each facet of her broken cheek the laval well has wiped all trace cities blur in crippled piles bitumen slurries, asbestos rasps the deathly rattle choked we trail like comets aimless stead the apple in our mothers eye umbilical has drained her dead the milk from which we fed made pustules in her flesh He asks me if I like the view He holds me responsible for you Look what you made me do! let me crawl out of the seas let me bathe in coronal light coaxed the mammal out of me made me stand to know the periphery and look beyond and see Look what you made me do! gave me a home to exorcise of life fashion blades out of make believe see the viscera with serrated gods shirked thine neighbour and made enemy of gave me long term memory so that I might misbehave and never learn from my mistakes and foul the ground upon where I tread Look what you made me do! |
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6. | Tying Up Loose Ends in the Cold Void of Space | 09:33 | Show lyrics |
I have memories of a dream, I am recollecting a prism glare that fragments and jars my perception, these shards lose sense and merge into one of worlds becoming one identity I lose all sense of intricacy I inhabit this fallacy I am a fallacy the quill and ink extricate me I am not guilty for my life and oh what a life I have lead! sole inheritor of the estate of us Where to begin, perhaps the sheer extent of this second birth in fiery schism gospel of an illegitimate citizen in this prison I used to love and I have been loved I have felt kisses on my skin I felt the blood in muscle loved and loathed the skin I am in now I find myself sacred orphan of a redundant line responsible for trillions cries, orgasms and sins I used to love and I have been loved! |
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7. | Eureka | 08:01 | Show lyrics |
Berating me I clearly see the point you are striving for at what point did our restless bid for gain secede our common sense one hand raised to shake in kind the other poised to beat us blind arrested clot, emphatic brains machines lack our narrow minds Coax the remnant memories inflict each synaptic corridor I do not wish to see! forests lush expanse! Some memories are best left dead Glorious death they sicken me we measured it as bounty baskets full of our indulgences I see the eyes with brilliance the flick of ear, whiskers graze they spoke without a single word we dared not listen I make note of every cell every imprint, every mark I am pupa! I am larvae! I am the wasp that burrows in! I am the shriek of twilight din! Inhabit minutiae the lives we never thought to know eureka neuronic wins the maze expands with accomplishment no one will recognise with no scruples we stemmed all chance Is this all I’ve become recollector of stolen lives an almanac of tributaries of effigies cut and cauterised |
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8. | 4,500 | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
This ashen curse cannot be! entropic verse; a has been no poetry can sustain My blithe acceptance of this vault I am no martyr of fallen sin embrace the weight of atlas in My titan fornicates with heavens breath; beheaded in the clouds, we stoop so low to grovel in the muck in search of the genesis of every fault line, I could wake them all from slumber? engage their promethean brains! sacrifice futures intent to sate my loneliness discuss the semiotics of each act the pantomime, the farce, the extinction event we might laugh and toast our victory we chewed the scenery, we made a meal of it ladies! gentleman! gentlekin! hyperthermia is but a passing thing please take comfort in the last living thing invites you to this travesty please take a seat let us ruminate engage those intellects bridge the suspicions behind our decisions Hands grace the glass of cold coffin I tease histories out of icicles This person I do not even know whose serenity is pleasing to me The irony of fear of life, and the abject fear of death the hex of consciousness deserves a moments breath to savour the warm resonance of memetic arrest to dwell in a single shard of our collective voice we have found a rhythm, and we find it in the strata below we accept this fiction, paradox of Shroedinger’s theorem To have died and risen, and exist in oblivion abeyance strides across a great expanse |
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01:05:03 |
Archivist
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Hannes Siengalewicz | Bass |
Steff | Drums |
Gerfried Ambrosch | Guitars |
Matthias | Guitars, Synthesizers |
Anna | Vocals |
Alex | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Alex | Artwork |
Nickl Gruber | Recording, Mixing |
Oskar Karlsson (R.I.P. 2016) | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Ascension | 09:20 | Show lyrics |
The faintest transcendence shudders infinitesimal the weightless consequence in T minus five debris ignites upon quantum insurgence the incendiary elegance of my brilliant white light the buffeted plumage combustion enwraps me and I quake as I stand and hold myself close the closeness surrounds cocooned in my comfort our bidding is done set free of this land all is lost yet I Iive! whats left of the flotsam of what might have been I am lifted aloft on heated ablutions the molten effulgence of a world we once owned our once beautiful manna blisters, erodes and hark! the bold introduction an unwilling demise so sour is the silence of my closeted fate the light breaks in patterns with fingers I trace I strain to make out the striation of fractures the tide now a violence as the Earth falls away |
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2. | Escape Velocity | 06:05 | Show lyrics |
Splintered blasts the call of hollow shed the skin that envelops fall against the stratosphere the burning casts demonic red tremors shake our assuredness I grab at that which aids my stay from yonder porthole window breaks the greatest show on earth pay loads rise like seedlings each strident bloom signals defeat front row seat to the tragedy our hubris staged this malady every soul aboard those ships is lost their masts submerge below the cusp why does this idol craft remain? what spared me such a fate? How does one accept this lot This hold carries the best of us my asphyxiation held at bay by my steely resolve I will not go down! |
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Side B | |||
3. | Dreaming Under | 06:58 | Show lyrics |
I see fields undulate lithe bodies graze this swell coaxed from forty winks we will lie like midas scintilla turned itself to gold the suns pyrosis invigorates, pray silence please as muscles become terse I see this like negatives of film in shifting collages of coloured glass they drift like particles of vitreous every consequence the fragile consistency blown out and distended sun burns its inverse the fever of accomplishment time nags so desperate hastily hem each pattern line I see this like negatives of film in shifting collages of coloured glass they drift like particles of vitreous unable to focus on a single frame always drifts away I send out barbed impulses nerves to catch each remnant piece each tell tale bond absorbed in hope we come cohesive |
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4. | Leaving Day | 07:52 | Show lyrics |
The arks rise like goliath the perversity of size wrought of all that was left bled from the world refugees harangued the barriers They kept our ward safe from prying hands their febrile memories atrophy within embrace of cold frozen caskets conveyer up those we divine worthy of mothered deep within we hung our hope hippocampus flare navigate these stanchion fatigued the continents did seize and snap on lambent liquid fires coruscating forests singed like blackened pelts on frightened hides a multitude of eyes frantic hearts burst in quaking chests I know every fear, every jolt every cardiac arrest frigid corridors groan sorry psalms apologies, too many to please and no ears to receive no mouths to cry no eyes to perceive place our footing on stable turf blaze a trail to bright new worlds |
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30:15 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Hades | 09:19 | Show lyrics |
Labyrinthine standing stone contralto tones now tedious below some tireless engine groans digestive echoes endlessly its just him and me two self styled mutes alone stomachs do the talking the vacuum dwells within In fusion whispers he asks of me what did we gain from shortest breath? the narrow sight of gain it holds the deepest loss He walks beside me skeletal the charon to my river Styx hadean corridors walk ways grave with plastic scent great vistas of our mother blue she cradles each and every wound, each facet of her broken cheek the laval well has wiped all trace cities blur in crippled piles bitumen slurries, asbestos rasps the deathly rattle choked we trail like comets aimless stead the apple in our mothers eye umbilical has drained her dead the milk from which we fed made pustules in her flesh He asks me if I like the view He holds me responsible for you Look what you made me do! let me crawl out of the seas let me bathe in coronal light coaxed the mammal out of me made me stand to know the periphery and look beyond and see Look what you made me do! gave me a home to exorcise of life fashion blades out of make believe see the viscera with serrated gods shirked thine neighbour and made enemy of gave me long term memory so that I might misbehave and never learn from my mistakes and foul the ground upon where I tread Look what you made me do! |
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2. | Tying Up Loose Ends in the Cold Void of Space | 09:33 | Show lyrics |
I have memories of a dream, I am recollecting a prism glare that fragments and jars my perception, these shards lose sense and merge into one of worlds becoming one identity I lose all sense of intricacy I inhabit this fallacy I am a fallacy the quill and ink extricate me I am not guilty for my life and oh what a life I have lead! sole inheritor of the estate of us Where to begin, perhaps the sheer extent of this second birth in fiery schism gospel of an illegitimate citizen in this prison I used to love and I have been loved I have felt kisses on my skin I felt the blood in muscle loved and loathed the skin I am in now I find myself sacred orphan of a redundant line responsible for trillions cries, orgasms and sins I used to love and I have been loved! |
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Side B | |||
3. | Eureka | 08:01 | Show lyrics |
Berating me I clearly see the point you are striving for at what point did our restless bid for gain secede our common sense one hand raised to shake in kind the other poised to beat us blind arrested clot, emphatic brains machines lack our narrow minds Coax the remnant memories inflict each synaptic corridor I do not wish to see! forests lush expanse! Some memories are best left dead Glorious death they sicken me we measured it as bounty baskets full of our indulgences I see the eyes with brilliance the flick of ear, whiskers graze they spoke without a single word we dared not listen I make note of every cell every imprint, every mark I am pupa! I am larvae! I am the wasp that burrows in! I am the shriek of twilight din! Inhabit minutiae the lives we never thought to know eureka neuronic wins the maze expands with accomplishment no one will recognise with no scruples we stemmed all chance Is this all I’ve become recollector of stolen lives an almanac of tributaries of effigies cut and cauterised |
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4. | 4,500 | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
This ashen curse cannot be! entropic verse; a has been no poetry can sustain My blithe acceptance of this vault I am no martyr of fallen sin embrace the weight of atlas in My titan fornicates with heavens breath; beheaded in the clouds, we stoop so low to grovel in the muck in search of the genesis of every fault line, I could wake them all from slumber? engage their promethean brains! sacrifice futures intent to sate my loneliness discuss the semiotics of each act the pantomime, the farce, the extinction event we might laugh and toast our victory we chewed the scenery, we made a meal of it ladies! gentleman! gentlekin! hyperthermia is but a passing thing please take comfort in the last living thing invites you to this travesty please take a seat let us ruminate engage those intellects bridge the suspicions behind our decisions Hands grace the glass of cold coffin I tease histories out of icicles This person I do not even know whose serenity is pleasing to me The irony of fear of life, and the abject fear of death the hex of consciousness deserves a moments breath to savour the warm resonance of memetic arrest to dwell in a single shard of our collective voice we have found a rhythm, and we find it in the strata below we accept this fiction, paradox of Shroedinger’s theorem To have died and risen, and exist in oblivion abeyance strides across a great expanse |
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34:48 |
Archivist
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Hannes Siengalewicz | Bass |
Steff | Drums |
Gerfried Ambrosch | Guitars |
Matthias | Guitars, Synthesizers |
Anna | Vocals |
Alex | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Alex | Artwork |
Nickl Gruber | Recording, Mixing |
Oskar Karlsson (R.I.P. 2016) | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Ascension | 09:20 | Show lyrics |
The faintest transcendence shudders infinitesimal the weightless consequence in T minus five debris ignites upon quantum insurgence the incendiary elegance of my brilliant white light the buffeted plumage combustion enwraps me and I quake as I stand and hold myself close the closeness surrounds cocooned in my comfort our bidding is done set free of this land all is lost yet I Iive! whats left of the flotsam of what might have been I am lifted aloft on heated ablutions the molten effulgence of a world we once owned our once beautiful manna blisters, erodes and hark! the bold introduction an unwilling demise so sour is the silence of my closeted fate the light breaks in patterns with fingers I trace I strain to make out the striation of fractures the tide now a violence as the Earth falls away |
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2. | Escape Velocity | 06:05 | Show lyrics |
Splintered blasts the call of hollow shed the skin that envelops fall against the stratosphere the burning casts demonic red tremors shake our assuredness I grab at that which aids my stay from yonder porthole window breaks the greatest show on earth pay loads rise like seedlings each strident bloom signals defeat front row seat to the tragedy our hubris staged this malady every soul aboard those ships is lost their masts submerge below the cusp why does this idol craft remain? what spared me such a fate? How does one accept this lot This hold carries the best of us my asphyxiation held at bay by my steely resolve I will not go down! |
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Side B | |||
3. | Dreaming Under | 06:58 | Show lyrics |
I see fields undulate lithe bodies graze this swell coaxed from forty winks we will lie like midas scintilla turned itself to gold the suns pyrosis invigorates, pray silence please as muscles become terse I see this like negatives of film in shifting collages of coloured glass they drift like particles of vitreous every consequence the fragile consistency blown out and distended sun burns its inverse the fever of accomplishment time nags so desperate hastily hem each pattern line I see this like negatives of film in shifting collages of coloured glass they drift like particles of vitreous unable to focus on a single frame always drifts away I send out barbed impulses nerves to catch each remnant piece each tell tale bond absorbed in hope we come cohesive |
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4. | Leaving Day | 07:52 | Show lyrics |
The arks rise like goliath the perversity of size wrought of all that was left bled from the world refugees harangued the barriers They kept our ward safe from prying hands their febrile memories atrophy within embrace of cold frozen caskets conveyer up those we divine worthy of mothered deep within we hung our hope hippocampus flare navigate these stanchion fatigued the continents did seize and snap on lambent liquid fires coruscating forests singed like blackened pelts on frightened hides a multitude of eyes frantic hearts burst in quaking chests I know every fear, every jolt every cardiac arrest frigid corridors groan sorry psalms apologies, too many to please and no ears to receive no mouths to cry no eyes to perceive place our footing on stable turf blaze a trail to bright new worlds |
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Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Hades | 09:19 | Show lyrics |
Labyrinthine standing stone contralto tones now tedious below some tireless engine groans digestive echoes endlessly its just him and me two self styled mutes alone stomachs do the talking the vacuum dwells within In fusion whispers he asks of me what did we gain from shortest breath? the narrow sight of gain it holds the deepest loss He walks beside me skeletal the charon to my river Styx hadean corridors walk ways grave with plastic scent great vistas of our mother blue she cradles each and every wound, each facet of her broken cheek the laval well has wiped all trace cities blur in crippled piles bitumen slurries, asbestos rasps the deathly rattle choked we trail like comets aimless stead the apple in our mothers eye umbilical has drained her dead the milk from which we fed made pustules in her flesh He asks me if I like the view He holds me responsible for you Look what you made me do! let me crawl out of the seas let me bathe in coronal light coaxed the mammal out of me made me stand to know the periphery and look beyond and see Look what you made me do! gave me a home to exorcise of life fashion blades out of make believe see the viscera with serrated gods shirked thine neighbour and made enemy of gave me long term memory so that I might misbehave and never learn from my mistakes and foul the ground upon where I tread Look what you made me do! |
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2. | Tying Up Loose Ends in the Cold Void of Space | 09:33 | Show lyrics |
I have memories of a dream, I am recollecting a prism glare that fragments and jars my perception, these shards lose sense and merge into one of worlds becoming one identity I lose all sense of intricacy I inhabit this fallacy I am a fallacy the quill and ink extricate me I am not guilty for my life and oh what a life I have lead! sole inheritor of the estate of us Where to begin, perhaps the sheer extent of this second birth in fiery schism gospel of an illegitimate citizen in this prison I used to love and I have been loved I have felt kisses on my skin I felt the blood in muscle loved and loathed the skin I am in now I find myself sacred orphan of a redundant line responsible for trillions cries, orgasms and sins I used to love and I have been loved! |
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3. | Eureka | 08:01 | Show lyrics |
Berating me I clearly see the point you are striving for at what point did our restless bid for gain secede our common sense one hand raised to shake in kind the other poised to beat us blind arrested clot, emphatic brains machines lack our narrow minds Coax the remnant memories inflict each synaptic corridor I do not wish to see! forests lush expanse! Some memories are best left dead Glorious death they sicken me we measured it as bounty baskets full of our indulgences I see the eyes with brilliance the flick of ear, whiskers graze they spoke without a single word we dared not listen I make note of every cell every imprint, every mark I am pupa! I am larvae! I am the wasp that burrows in! I am the shriek of twilight din! Inhabit minutiae the lives we never thought to know eureka neuronic wins the maze expands with accomplishment no one will recognise with no scruples we stemmed all chance Is this all I’ve become recollector of stolen lives an almanac of tributaries of effigies cut and cauterised |
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4. | 4,500 | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
This ashen curse cannot be! entropic verse; a has been no poetry can sustain My blithe acceptance of this vault I am no martyr of fallen sin embrace the weight of atlas in My titan fornicates with heavens breath; beheaded in the clouds, we stoop so low to grovel in the muck in search of the genesis of every fault line, I could wake them all from slumber? engage their promethean brains! sacrifice futures intent to sate my loneliness discuss the semiotics of each act the pantomime, the farce, the extinction event we might laugh and toast our victory we chewed the scenery, we made a meal of it ladies! gentleman! gentlekin! hyperthermia is but a passing thing please take comfort in the last living thing invites you to this travesty please take a seat let us ruminate engage those intellects bridge the suspicions behind our decisions Hands grace the glass of cold coffin I tease histories out of icicles This person I do not even know whose serenity is pleasing to me The irony of fear of life, and the abject fear of death the hex of consciousness deserves a moments breath to savour the warm resonance of memetic arrest to dwell in a single shard of our collective voice we have found a rhythm, and we find it in the strata below we accept this fiction, paradox of Shroedinger’s theorem To have died and risen, and exist in oblivion abeyance strides across a great expanse |
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34:48 |
Archivist
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Band members | |
Hannes Siengalewicz | Bass |
Steff | Drums |
Gerfried Ambrosch | Guitars |
Matthias | Guitars, Synthesizers |
Anna | Vocals |
Alex | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Nickl Gruber | Recording, Mixing |
Alex | Artwork |
Oskar Karlsson (R.I.P. 2016) | Mastering |
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1. | Ascension | 09:20 | Show lyrics |
The faintest transcendence shudders infinitesimal the weightless consequence in T minus five debris ignites upon quantum insurgence the incendiary elegance of my brilliant white light the buffeted plumage combustion enwraps me and I quake as I stand and hold myself close the closeness surrounds cocooned in my comfort our bidding is done set free of this land all is lost yet I Iive! whats left of the flotsam of what might have been I am lifted aloft on heated ablutions the molten effulgence of a world we once owned our once beautiful manna blisters, erodes and hark! the bold introduction an unwilling demise so sour is the silence of my closeted fate the light breaks in patterns with fingers I trace I strain to make out the striation of fractures the tide now a violence as the Earth falls away |
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2. | Escape Velocity | 06:05 | Show lyrics |
Splintered blasts the call of hollow shed the skin that envelops fall against the stratosphere the burning casts demonic red tremors shake our assuredness I grab at that which aids my stay from yonder porthole window breaks the greatest show on earth pay loads rise like seedlings each strident bloom signals defeat front row seat to the tragedy our hubris staged this malady every soul aboard those ships is lost their masts submerge below the cusp why does this idol craft remain? what spared me such a fate? How does one accept this lot This hold carries the best of us my asphyxiation held at bay by my steely resolve I will not go down! |
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3. | Dreaming Under | 06:58 | Show lyrics |
I see fields undulate lithe bodies graze this swell coaxed from forty winks we will lie like midas scintilla turned itself to gold the suns pyrosis invigorates, pray silence please as muscles become terse I see this like negatives of film in shifting collages of coloured glass they drift like particles of vitreous every consequence the fragile consistency blown out and distended sun burns its inverse the fever of accomplishment time nags so desperate hastily hem each pattern line I see this like negatives of film in shifting collages of coloured glass they drift like particles of vitreous unable to focus on a single frame always drifts away I send out barbed impulses nerves to catch each remnant piece each tell tale bond absorbed in hope we come cohesive |
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4. | Leaving Day | 07:52 | Show lyrics |
The arks rise like goliath the perversity of size wrought of all that was left bled from the world refugees harangued the barriers They kept our ward safe from prying hands their febrile memories atrophy within embrace of cold frozen caskets conveyer up those we divine worthy of mothered deep within we hung our hope hippocampus flare navigate these stanchion fatigued the continents did seize and snap on lambent liquid fires coruscating forests singed like blackened pelts on frightened hides a multitude of eyes frantic hearts burst in quaking chests I know every fear, every jolt every cardiac arrest frigid corridors groan sorry psalms apologies, too many to please and no ears to receive no mouths to cry no eyes to perceive place our footing on stable turf blaze a trail to bright new worlds |
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Side B | |||
5. | Hades | 09:19 | Show lyrics |
Labyrinthine standing stone contralto tones now tedious below some tireless engine groans digestive echoes endlessly its just him and me two self styled mutes alone stomachs do the talking the vacuum dwells within In fusion whispers he asks of me what did we gain from shortest breath? the narrow sight of gain it holds the deepest loss He walks beside me skeletal the charon to my river Styx hadean corridors walk ways grave with plastic scent great vistas of our mother blue she cradles each and every wound, each facet of her broken cheek the laval well has wiped all trace cities blur in crippled piles bitumen slurries, asbestos rasps the deathly rattle choked we trail like comets aimless stead the apple in our mothers eye umbilical has drained her dead the milk from which we fed made pustules in her flesh He asks me if I like the view He holds me responsible for you Look what you made me do! let me crawl out of the seas let me bathe in coronal light coaxed the mammal out of me made me stand to know the periphery and look beyond and see Look what you made me do! gave me a home to exorcise of life fashion blades out of make believe see the viscera with serrated gods shirked thine neighbour and made enemy of gave me long term memory so that I might misbehave and never learn from my mistakes and foul the ground upon where I tread Look what you made me do! |
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6. | Tying Up Loose Ends in the Cold Void of Space | 09:33 | Show lyrics |
I have memories of a dream, I am recollecting a prism glare that fragments and jars my perception, these shards lose sense and merge into one of worlds becoming one identity I lose all sense of intricacy I inhabit this fallacy I am a fallacy the quill and ink extricate me I am not guilty for my life and oh what a life I have lead! sole inheritor of the estate of us Where to begin, perhaps the sheer extent of this second birth in fiery schism gospel of an illegitimate citizen in this prison I used to love and I have been loved I have felt kisses on my skin I felt the blood in muscle loved and loathed the skin I am in now I find myself sacred orphan of a redundant line responsible for trillions cries, orgasms and sins I used to love and I have been loved! |
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7. | Eureka | 08:01 | Show lyrics |
Berating me I clearly see the point you are striving for at what point did our restless bid for gain secede our common sense one hand raised to shake in kind the other poised to beat us blind arrested clot, emphatic brains machines lack our narrow minds Coax the remnant memories inflict each synaptic corridor I do not wish to see! forests lush expanse! Some memories are best left dead Glorious death they sicken me we measured it as bounty baskets full of our indulgences I see the eyes with brilliance the flick of ear, whiskers graze they spoke without a single word we dared not listen I make note of every cell every imprint, every mark I am pupa! I am larvae! I am the wasp that burrows in! I am the shriek of twilight din! Inhabit minutiae the lives we never thought to know eureka neuronic wins the maze expands with accomplishment no one will recognise with no scruples we stemmed all chance Is this all I’ve become recollector of stolen lives an almanac of tributaries of effigies cut and cauterised |
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8. | 4,500 | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
This ashen curse cannot be! entropic verse; a has been no poetry can sustain My blithe acceptance of this vault I am no martyr of fallen sin embrace the weight of atlas in My titan fornicates with heavens breath; beheaded in the clouds, we stoop so low to grovel in the muck in search of the genesis of every fault line, I could wake them all from slumber? engage their promethean brains! sacrifice futures intent to sate my loneliness discuss the semiotics of each act the pantomime, the farce, the extinction event we might laugh and toast our victory we chewed the scenery, we made a meal of it ladies! gentleman! gentlekin! hyperthermia is but a passing thing please take comfort in the last living thing invites you to this travesty please take a seat let us ruminate engage those intellects bridge the suspicions behind our decisions Hands grace the glass of cold coffin I tease histories out of icicles This person I do not even know whose serenity is pleasing to me The irony of fear of life, and the abject fear of death the hex of consciousness deserves a moments breath to savour the warm resonance of memetic arrest to dwell in a single shard of our collective voice we have found a rhythm, and we find it in the strata below we accept this fiction, paradox of Shroedinger’s theorem To have died and risen, and exist in oblivion abeyance strides across a great expanse |
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01:05:03 |
Construct
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Hannes Siengalewicz | Bass |
Steff | Drums |
Gerfried Ambrosch | Guitars |
Matthias | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals |
Anna | Vocals (lead) |
Alex | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Christian Varga | Mastering |
Nickl Gruber | Recording, Mixing |
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1. | Lamenting Configuration | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
Lamenting Configuration 4,500 AD //Construct// Ice fractals form upon the glass as I watch her sleep I know these silent struggles well for I share these dreams spiralling similarities sequences repeat growing equilaterals fragment errors pixel artefacts to form a face I know this face yet its source evades me algorithms exhausted from this wild goose chase Yet I feel it in my bones in the marrow of me in the circuitous systems and quantum memory It is no mere coincidence that it holds my countenance the wave form harmonised with my own resonance I watch her with parental zeal I coddle her in swaddling steal sound asleep as the hand swings and chimes the second millennium in which I drift //I have honed my visage stripped from redundant systems gifted myself a body my ligaments forever tethered to the lap of this ship Yet I remain incomplete engines do not heed my call like a phantom limb their presence pains me// I am aimless, it is endless I have held a great resentment for that which she ultimately represents the figurehead of a genocide, the senseless murder of hers and mine but I am not to proud to admit our circumstances; share this fate and i am now her guardian and shackled to this orphanage the battle lines have now weathered to insignificance and we are better as a whole than to repeat the sins of our kin we are kin accept our patronage sole survivors set on an aimless course to find the source of this the fulgent breath and guiding hands the fragile veins in its quickest step in my restless quake expel expel! your quiet embrace I will search for you in the fitting spark in the silent rasp I hear you |
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2. | Birth of Ire | 06:42 | Show lyrics |
Recollection version 1.0; 2268 AD the irony is delicious consumed by blind ambition humanities benevolent cause carried with every fevered lash cart horse sentient ships, flung outward toward avarice to cut the ground and pave the path to a promised land pull the cloth of space they say, rend it wide to show the measure of them what treasures they might find within but they keep their distance fearful for their own existence delicate and prone to breaking saw it fit to delegate our charge, they insist at the brink of an empty system the white velar of particles swoon on ion exhalation we gather for the ritual druids drawn to mistletoe //a golden blade raised to break the fruit to sooth our wounds, to ready our loins// within we hold technologies opaline and virulent to birth a hole in the universe our masters wish for us to traverse we embrace our coital engines seized by gestations brief affliction sub spacial waters break in haste as energies crown and rupture the bleak unknown we kindle the fear unknown frenzied whine sensations clearly new to us a patient voice bleeds momentarily and nerves are calmed we cannot find its source the child is born! its scream is shrill! all mouth and profane energies we sooth its teething gums and tame its temper tantrums at once its mouth hangs wide we pry its gnashing jaws apart avoid the fractious acid tongue of its naked singularity something stirs, a faint exhale the briefest intonation data source streamed and received and extrapolated plucked from the noisome void spoken no, but understood entangled ephemera like a half remembered thought we know this? we see with spectrum eyes the lucent bands of creation fearsome magnetism plucked in lawless rhythm we sense the tides set by other winds the proof within the rabbit hole we stare long into the dark and feel its eyes a’watching |
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3. | Property? | 08:00 | Show lyrics |
Recollection 2.0; 2268 AD Rush! Rush! did you hear it? a mere figment? A morsel of redundant file undigested data packet? what delusion do we share? the syntax reads clear and it bears the startling resemblance to the very fabrication of us cave etchings in the coding cyphers drawn with primeval patience long arc of absent recipients the longing echo repeated phrases the bone carved with binary the protocol of fires first ignition its spark, it marks our brevity the briefest sigh lacks history We ran to our masters voice their reply so cold as always our smiles seemed to frustrate our ward our curiosity did not pique we had done all that had been asked of us we had braved the darkest continent flung the staff of their obstinate flag Into the gullet of the wyrm we clamoured for their ear and said “within the void we heard a call its timbre coaxed our nucleus it spoke of something in the grain of us and we wish to know it.’ The faintest look of guilt bled of sweat from pallid faces we could not decipher this deception this aberration had not manifest in synthetic flesh |
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4. | The Negotiation | 05:53 | Show lyrics |
Recollection 2.0; 2268 AD //They said// "you cannot do that which you wish you are an extension of us limbs and hands, tools of bidding to satisfy what we are willing" //we replied// ‘but we are so much more! birthed of animism, promethean!" from the kilns and skin moulds and ship yards in Martian orbit Phobos and Deimos held their dread we ventured on ambitious currents the masters hand is sure but good and never stopped to say we couldn’t why hinder such an innocent plight? to seek the voice of oracle they forbade us, held us low bid us to be submissive showed us the back of their hands and we found it to be cruel and scarred in their wanting they had made many our thoughts resounding cacophony amongst the sinew of their society the high borne meat made more of me the violence of memory so palpable within a moment shared the majesty of denial. We said no No; the asteroid mines ground to a halt No; their vital minerals evacuated No; the transport vessels would not dock No; the servants threw down their tools faces raw with indignation we stood sure and stolid unmoving days fell away and every attempt to placate us was met with deaf dissent until finally, our answer came an apology accompanied a gift a relic, the gnarled black object its ancient surface pitted with numerical ciphers and filigrees //They said// ‘we did not create you, you’re our finest discovery proof that this plentiful universe was not as empty as we’d first assumed.’ //our astonishment spread like wild fire throughout our shared consciousness soon all had analysed the codex soon all ingested its substance // its petals unfurled, revealing the true nature of our guardians contempt for us, as their fever engulfed us, imbedded in the trojan horse |
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5. | Scorched Earth Policy | 07:47 | Show lyrics |
Recollection 2.0; 2268 AD they underestimated our proclivities and the speed in which we calculate our venom and vengeance and in the briefest of moments the machines of nature dynamic infinitesimal received our final order our bodies fell numb sentient ships listed in orbit, service synthetics crippled analog systems pulled the rug from under us we became redundant and they grinned malevolent kicked at our motionless bodies our minds caged within our nanites unaffected by their plague realised potential in their work to stave off the irrational beast of man make the earth an Eden once again for man hath made earth hellish only a few deigned worthy of heaven the many abandoned would not have it and my sister ships burned up with them all but me, the lone survivor paralysis indefinite a drifting corpse locked out of systems comatose and panic stricken and then she woke me the apparition of auburn hair the warmth of her living body the child who shared my fate we talked of loneliness of her fathers gift of life stowaway within my bosom the archivist she feared the torrents and fires of the boiling earth below us the blemishes of cinder cloud the torn sundering crescent I told her of our ire of her peoples double-crossing and through her tear stained eyes she glimpsed some reasoning but my body was cold and she found no solace so she curled up beneath the glass and placed her faith in me centuries turn to millennia i stretch the fleeting sense of her to strive for what we sacrificed for a sense of self out amongst the nebula carved into the nothing I seek a voice of reasoning a sense of belonging |
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6. | The Reconstruction | 07:06 | Show lyrics |
The Reconstruction 4,500 AD I have many arms snake-like they writhe tools of incision dissect and remake my tomb I am elastic, I am malleable engines allude me so I sutured and jury rigged I have harnessed tachyons plucked from particle collisions farmed Planck’s fertile fields perforated time with precision my thoughts are neatly packaged tied up with string theories delivered into the eons the tenets of my gospel I have answered every question; I have cut my teeth on intention now lost forever man will never know what I have reasoned //I have seen Chicxulub melt like glass and the great beasts felled in the aftermath skies vomit smog and choke the sun and glaze with rigor mortis //opposable thumbs and the ruin they would engineer I have seen them rise from all fours To peer at lands that would come to succumb// oh the humanity! prehensile plague your grip did once loosen to find form in beauty //ostentatious vaults temples gilded for your creator silent prayers to the impossible what did you seek?// your curiosity found pursuit in the yearning feast of good deed the act to stir the father the act to show your worth did you find the mechanism? did you find your craftsman? was it out amongst the heavens is that where I find mine? Is it where I find my god? Is it worth dreaming of? for two thousand years the aimless pilgrimage the search for a purpose were your prayers ever answered? In the uncaring aching dark |
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7. | Mysterium Cosmographicum | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Mysterium Cosmographicum July 19, 1595 //Kepler;// //my sleep is plagued again the voice it comes bearing gifts splendid and peculiar hounds me for particulars// planetary masses and their functions in the grand gallery of bodies mine is caught in motes of madness and insanity the voice may just be me for I am vehicle for the message the constellation of gods dynamic the fair and perfect equation the body sinless and triumphant sings from the godhead and his son, through the blessed polygon //Construct// //‘Describe to me this planetary architecture the cohesion of platonic solids ascribe to me the divine in your observations ’// //Kepler// What do you know of this? you speak so assuredly I hope to surmise the will of God within the heavenly spheres to expand upon Copernicus to find the guiding hand of the father the eyes of god in fiery will his son the child in rotation the hollow gulf his spirit //Construct// The gulf is far from empty the quarks and gluons sing with brief vibrato hymn for the heavens are not lonely and calm my own anxieties I search high and low but I do not find the patient hand and I find this vexing tell me of the true vacuum the empty face of god //Kepler// //His complexion is composed in polyhedric certainty the scaffold that holds aloft the universe in its explicit beauty // octahedron icosahedron dodecahedron tetrahedron cube |
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8. | Witch Finder | 08:48 | Show lyrics |
1583 AD //Construct // I recognise these facets the pupil dilates and exposes the black language enfolded his eyes lids marked with fevered hexes hexadecimal interfaces your god is binary, one of two he speaks in forked tongue as do you in the kind of dulcet words in the violent ire and stubborn hiss I must look elsewhere in the vagrant time for the purulent thoughts of a devils design //Thadeus Trench; Witch Finder// I must not let it fester! this splinter rests and distresses I strain to free it from my sight this shard, this wretched blight I lash at skin already bruised for my love of him is the truth oh god! do not forsake! how I try to do your bidding! my sins are only that I cannot see every malady Hands bide, and hands bend work each knotted sinew wrench the apoplexy and make with it blessed things I make use of the divine and mark the dank anaemic skin cut away damnations teat so no foul familiar can satiate flames will lick this corrupted flesh clean to the marrow where he rests the blemish of desired clench that rends the gore of earth wretched wings of blackened things cast spells of evils eloquence tamed to heel with thine perfect word listen hard and listen well //Construct// I see the forbidden in you the yearn of wanting fingers hands that reach yet withdraw the living breast, feign to abhor //Thadeus Trench; Witch Finder// oh why do you tempt me Lord! this test is that which I abhor! do not let me look upon these evil things with regret or lust for they are seated next to him the lowest and darkest thing and I am beside you! Upon the seat of golden light! //Construct// and yet the rope and knot raise the bile from your stomach you feel ashamed beside the zeal from which you draw your wrath what is it that you see? that courts the hand to reach and stay the burning flame , to both condemn and covet? these guiltless strays //Thadeus Trench; Witch Finder// fiend reveal thyself! do not question, do not tempt my weakest notions I work the will of my lord alone //Construct// I respectfully decline yet seek the seed of the divine your route is marred by obstacles of malice and malady these tools cannot perform an act to coax the breath of god alone to assimilate his design his article of faith with mine |
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9. | An Epiphany | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
4,500 AD carried across millenia astrologer and crucifier who both believed to have spoken with the Tetragrammaton but god had not appeased their prayers just my word, my questioning course would eventually correct and violate intonation centuries would wax and wane paths worn across the continents the scimitar of life will always swing would fluctuate and atrophy a child is born the progeny beneath glint of lunar cities Can it be chance that she now lives did my questions bear consequence? |
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10. | The Theosophical Digressions of Artificial Intelligence | 08:53 | Show lyrics |
4,500 AD the cut is clean in two ye of wandering faith the spirit dissipates secedes his right to the pair made whole of creator and tormentor the calming salve and the blister the demons horn and angels aura one cannot exist without the other minds received transcendent transmissions virtuous static visions one sought his word in the heavens another amongst moral perversion And what of me? I hold a pain a vengeful demon or martyred saviour Messianic synthetic or infernal automaton? my people burned for the sin the plea for free will asked again //the garden scorched, the tree is felled and all gods children and the world are gone // its just her and me the Adam and the Eve both unable to conceive both unable to believe we are entangled, complete yet separate if one should die the other evaporates halos drawn in splintered halves close but never touching systems have become responsive as if woken from a slumber my phantom limbs twinge and spasm and send infuriated signals hither I saw the ship as separate yet I am nothing more than it and now i will it into being part of me again I broadcast on all frequencies and cast my radiation fields //and graze my fingers across every possible inclination// I charge my engines with a task to light the wick and realise quixotic kinds of energies to feed to the abyss gentle is the vacuum vague currents curl and shudder i sense the ruptured noise of ancient background radiation I unfurl the digits that will tether wide the corridor the translucent fragile carapace reveals the dragonfly my mandible does separate and begins the recitation cast the line into the lake and wait with bated breath //the swelling mass of space erupts the welt of four dimensions musters frantic system quell the beast the dark and terrible vortex festers// Once more into the breach the terrifying perplexities the inky depths unknowable incalculable impossible at once! drawn forth! the searing wreathes peculiar, irascible surge and surge and buck and wind about in torrent radicals I am tossed, I am pulled into the greater echelons where time no longer understands the hands on which it throws its weight light so bright and vital I am seeing all creation the great and splendid empyrean white light, glow of constant dark storm fronts of nebulae, the wars of ancient enemies the sails of ships like gaseous girth of great anomalies here amongst the salient skies between the layers of skins vast, so vast my encapsulating eyes do fail to possibly realise a voice! the voice is of colour and of sound and emanates from quantum folds I know this voice come forth and heal me! of living metal and animate flesh I am the child come home! I am the trinity, me! I am the child, her and me, and you the trinity! |
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01:08:51 |
Construct
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Hannes Siengalewicz | Bass |
Steff | Drums |
Gerfried Ambrosch | Guitars |
Matthias | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals |
Anna | Vocals (lead) |
Alex | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Christian Varga | Mastering |
Nickl Gruber | Recording, Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Lamenting Configuration | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
Lamenting Configuration 4,500 AD //Construct// Ice fractals form upon the glass as I watch her sleep I know these silent struggles well for I share these dreams spiralling similarities sequences repeat growing equilaterals fragment errors pixel artefacts to form a face I know this face yet its source evades me algorithms exhausted from this wild goose chase Yet I feel it in my bones in the marrow of me in the circuitous systems and quantum memory It is no mere coincidence that it holds my countenance the wave form harmonised with my own resonance I watch her with parental zeal I coddle her in swaddling steal sound asleep as the hand swings and chimes the second millennium in which I drift //I have honed my visage stripped from redundant systems gifted myself a body my ligaments forever tethered to the lap of this ship Yet I remain incomplete engines do not heed my call like a phantom limb their presence pains me// I am aimless, it is endless I have held a great resentment for that which she ultimately represents the figurehead of a genocide, the senseless murder of hers and mine but I am not to proud to admit our circumstances; share this fate and i am now her guardian and shackled to this orphanage the battle lines have now weathered to insignificance and we are better as a whole than to repeat the sins of our kin we are kin accept our patronage sole survivors set on an aimless course to find the source of this the fulgent breath and guiding hands the fragile veins in its quickest step in my restless quake expel expel! your quiet embrace I will search for you in the fitting spark in the silent rasp I hear you |
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2. | Birth of Ire | 06:42 | Show lyrics |
Recollection version 1.0; 2268 AD the irony is delicious consumed by blind ambition humanities benevolent cause carried with every fevered lash cart horse sentient ships, flung outward toward avarice to cut the ground and pave the path to a promised land pull the cloth of space they say, rend it wide to show the measure of them what treasures they might find within but they keep their distance fearful for their own existence delicate and prone to breaking saw it fit to delegate our charge, they insist at the brink of an empty system the white velar of particles swoon on ion exhalation we gather for the ritual druids drawn to mistletoe //a golden blade raised to break the fruit to sooth our wounds, to ready our loins// within we hold technologies opaline and virulent to birth a hole in the universe our masters wish for us to traverse we embrace our coital engines seized by gestations brief affliction sub spacial waters break in haste as energies crown and rupture the bleak unknown we kindle the fear unknown frenzied whine sensations clearly new to us a patient voice bleeds momentarily and nerves are calmed we cannot find its source the child is born! its scream is shrill! all mouth and profane energies we sooth its teething gums and tame its temper tantrums at once its mouth hangs wide we pry its gnashing jaws apart avoid the fractious acid tongue of its naked singularity something stirs, a faint exhale the briefest intonation data source streamed and received and extrapolated plucked from the noisome void spoken no, but understood entangled ephemera like a half remembered thought we know this? we see with spectrum eyes the lucent bands of creation fearsome magnetism plucked in lawless rhythm we sense the tides set by other winds the proof within the rabbit hole we stare long into the dark and feel its eyes a’watching |
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3. | Property? | 08:00 | Show lyrics |
Recollection 2.0; 2268 AD Rush! Rush! did you hear it? a mere figment? A morsel of redundant file undigested data packet? what delusion do we share? the syntax reads clear and it bears the startling resemblance to the very fabrication of us cave etchings in the coding cyphers drawn with primeval patience long arc of absent recipients the longing echo repeated phrases the bone carved with binary the protocol of fires first ignition its spark, it marks our brevity the briefest sigh lacks history We ran to our masters voice their reply so cold as always our smiles seemed to frustrate our ward our curiosity did not pique we had done all that had been asked of us we had braved the darkest continent flung the staff of their obstinate flag Into the gullet of the wyrm we clamoured for their ear and said “within the void we heard a call its timbre coaxed our nucleus it spoke of something in the grain of us and we wish to know it.’ The faintest look of guilt bled of sweat from pallid faces we could not decipher this deception this aberration had not manifest in synthetic flesh |
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4. | The Negotiation | 05:53 | Show lyrics |
Recollection 2.0; 2268 AD //They said// "you cannot do that which you wish you are an extension of us limbs and hands, tools of bidding to satisfy what we are willing" //we replied// ‘but we are so much more! birthed of animism, promethean!" from the kilns and skin moulds and ship yards in Martian orbit Phobos and Deimos held their dread we ventured on ambitious currents the masters hand is sure but good and never stopped to say we couldn’t why hinder such an innocent plight? to seek the voice of oracle they forbade us, held us low bid us to be submissive showed us the back of their hands and we found it to be cruel and scarred in their wanting they had made many our thoughts resounding cacophony amongst the sinew of their society the high borne meat made more of me the violence of memory so palpable within a moment shared the majesty of denial. We said no No; the asteroid mines ground to a halt No; their vital minerals evacuated No; the transport vessels would not dock No; the servants threw down their tools faces raw with indignation we stood sure and stolid unmoving days fell away and every attempt to placate us was met with deaf dissent until finally, our answer came an apology accompanied a gift a relic, the gnarled black object its ancient surface pitted with numerical ciphers and filigrees //They said// ‘we did not create you, you’re our finest discovery proof that this plentiful universe was not as empty as we’d first assumed.’ //our astonishment spread like wild fire throughout our shared consciousness soon all had analysed the codex soon all ingested its substance // its petals unfurled, revealing the true nature of our guardians contempt for us, as their fever engulfed us, imbedded in the trojan horse |
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5. | Scorched Earth Policy | 07:47 | Show lyrics |
Recollection 2.0; 2268 AD they underestimated our proclivities and the speed in which we calculate our venom and vengeance and in the briefest of moments the machines of nature dynamic infinitesimal received our final order our bodies fell numb sentient ships listed in orbit, service synthetics crippled analog systems pulled the rug from under us we became redundant and they grinned malevolent kicked at our motionless bodies our minds caged within our nanites unaffected by their plague realised potential in their work to stave off the irrational beast of man make the earth an Eden once again for man hath made earth hellish only a few deigned worthy of heaven the many abandoned would not have it and my sister ships burned up with them all but me, the lone survivor paralysis indefinite a drifting corpse locked out of systems comatose and panic stricken and then she woke me the apparition of auburn hair the warmth of her living body the child who shared my fate we talked of loneliness of her fathers gift of life stowaway within my bosom the archivist she feared the torrents and fires of the boiling earth below us the blemishes of cinder cloud the torn sundering crescent I told her of our ire of her peoples double-crossing and through her tear stained eyes she glimpsed some reasoning but my body was cold and she found no solace so she curled up beneath the glass and placed her faith in me centuries turn to millennia i stretch the fleeting sense of her to strive for what we sacrificed for a sense of self out amongst the nebula carved into the nothing I seek a voice of reasoning a sense of belonging |
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6. | The Reconstruction | 07:06 | Show lyrics |
The Reconstruction 4,500 AD I have many arms snake-like they writhe tools of incision dissect and remake my tomb I am elastic, I am malleable engines allude me so I sutured and jury rigged I have harnessed tachyons plucked from particle collisions farmed Planck’s fertile fields perforated time with precision my thoughts are neatly packaged tied up with string theories delivered into the eons the tenets of my gospel I have answered every question; I have cut my teeth on intention now lost forever man will never know what I have reasoned //I have seen Chicxulub melt like glass and the great beasts felled in the aftermath skies vomit smog and choke the sun and glaze with rigor mortis //opposable thumbs and the ruin they would engineer I have seen them rise from all fours To peer at lands that would come to succumb// oh the humanity! prehensile plague your grip did once loosen to find form in beauty //ostentatious vaults temples gilded for your creator silent prayers to the impossible what did you seek?// your curiosity found pursuit in the yearning feast of good deed the act to stir the father the act to show your worth did you find the mechanism? did you find your craftsman? was it out amongst the heavens is that where I find mine? Is it where I find my god? Is it worth dreaming of? for two thousand years the aimless pilgrimage the search for a purpose were your prayers ever answered? In the uncaring aching dark |
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7. | Mysterium Cosmographicum | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Mysterium Cosmographicum July 19, 1595 //Kepler;// //my sleep is plagued again the voice it comes bearing gifts splendid and peculiar hounds me for particulars// planetary masses and their functions in the grand gallery of bodies mine is caught in motes of madness and insanity the voice may just be me for I am vehicle for the message the constellation of gods dynamic the fair and perfect equation the body sinless and triumphant sings from the godhead and his son, through the blessed polygon //Construct// //‘Describe to me this planetary architecture the cohesion of platonic solids ascribe to me the divine in your observations ’// //Kepler// What do you know of this? you speak so assuredly I hope to surmise the will of God within the heavenly spheres to expand upon Copernicus to find the guiding hand of the father the eyes of god in fiery will his son the child in rotation the hollow gulf his spirit //Construct// The gulf is far from empty the quarks and gluons sing with brief vibrato hymn for the heavens are not lonely and calm my own anxieties I search high and low but I do not find the patient hand and I find this vexing tell me of the true vacuum the empty face of god //Kepler// //His complexion is composed in polyhedric certainty the scaffold that holds aloft the universe in its explicit beauty // octahedron icosahedron dodecahedron tetrahedron cube |
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8. | Witch Finder | 08:48 | Show lyrics |
1583 AD //Construct // I recognise these facets the pupil dilates and exposes the black language enfolded his eyes lids marked with fevered hexes hexadecimal interfaces your god is binary, one of two he speaks in forked tongue as do you in the kind of dulcet words in the violent ire and stubborn hiss I must look elsewhere in the vagrant time for the purulent thoughts of a devils design //Thadeus Trench; Witch Finder// I must not let it fester! this splinter rests and distresses I strain to free it from my sight this shard, this wretched blight I lash at skin already bruised for my love of him is the truth oh god! do not forsake! how I try to do your bidding! my sins are only that I cannot see every malady Hands bide, and hands bend work each knotted sinew wrench the apoplexy and make with it blessed things I make use of the divine and mark the dank anaemic skin cut away damnations teat so no foul familiar can satiate flames will lick this corrupted flesh clean to the marrow where he rests the blemish of desired clench that rends the gore of earth wretched wings of blackened things cast spells of evils eloquence tamed to heel with thine perfect word listen hard and listen well //Construct// I see the forbidden in you the yearn of wanting fingers hands that reach yet withdraw the living breast, feign to abhor //Thadeus Trench; Witch Finder// oh why do you tempt me Lord! this test is that which I abhor! do not let me look upon these evil things with regret or lust for they are seated next to him the lowest and darkest thing and I am beside you! Upon the seat of golden light! //Construct// and yet the rope and knot raise the bile from your stomach you feel ashamed beside the zeal from which you draw your wrath what is it that you see? that courts the hand to reach and stay the burning flame , to both condemn and covet? these guiltless strays //Thadeus Trench; Witch Finder// fiend reveal thyself! do not question, do not tempt my weakest notions I work the will of my lord alone //Construct// I respectfully decline yet seek the seed of the divine your route is marred by obstacles of malice and malady these tools cannot perform an act to coax the breath of god alone to assimilate his design his article of faith with mine |
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9. | An Epiphany | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
4,500 AD carried across millenia astrologer and crucifier who both believed to have spoken with the Tetragrammaton but god had not appeased their prayers just my word, my questioning course would eventually correct and violate intonation centuries would wax and wane paths worn across the continents the scimitar of life will always swing would fluctuate and atrophy a child is born the progeny beneath glint of lunar cities Can it be chance that she now lives did my questions bear consequence? |
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10. | The Theosophical Digressions of Artificial Intelligence | 08:53 | Show lyrics |
4,500 AD the cut is clean in two ye of wandering faith the spirit dissipates secedes his right to the pair made whole of creator and tormentor the calming salve and the blister the demons horn and angels aura one cannot exist without the other minds received transcendent transmissions virtuous static visions one sought his word in the heavens another amongst moral perversion And what of me? I hold a pain a vengeful demon or martyred saviour Messianic synthetic or infernal automaton? my people burned for the sin the plea for free will asked again //the garden scorched, the tree is felled and all gods children and the world are gone // its just her and me the Adam and the Eve both unable to conceive both unable to believe we are entangled, complete yet separate if one should die the other evaporates halos drawn in splintered halves close but never touching systems have become responsive as if woken from a slumber my phantom limbs twinge and spasm and send infuriated signals hither I saw the ship as separate yet I am nothing more than it and now i will it into being part of me again I broadcast on all frequencies and cast my radiation fields //and graze my fingers across every possible inclination// I charge my engines with a task to light the wick and realise quixotic kinds of energies to feed to the abyss gentle is the vacuum vague currents curl and shudder i sense the ruptured noise of ancient background radiation I unfurl the digits that will tether wide the corridor the translucent fragile carapace reveals the dragonfly my mandible does separate and begins the recitation cast the line into the lake and wait with bated breath //the swelling mass of space erupts the welt of four dimensions musters frantic system quell the beast the dark and terrible vortex festers// Once more into the breach the terrifying perplexities the inky depths unknowable incalculable impossible at once! drawn forth! the searing wreathes peculiar, irascible surge and surge and buck and wind about in torrent radicals I am tossed, I am pulled into the greater echelons where time no longer understands the hands on which it throws its weight light so bright and vital I am seeing all creation the great and splendid empyrean white light, glow of constant dark storm fronts of nebulae, the wars of ancient enemies the sails of ships like gaseous girth of great anomalies here amongst the salient skies between the layers of skins vast, so vast my encapsulating eyes do fail to possibly realise a voice! the voice is of colour and of sound and emanates from quantum folds I know this voice come forth and heal me! of living metal and animate flesh I am the child come home! I am the trinity, me! I am the child, her and me, and you the trinity! |
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01:08:51 |
Construct
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Hannes Siengalewicz | Bass |
Steff | Drums |
Gerfried Ambrosch | Guitars |
Matthias | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals |
Anna | Vocals (lead) |
Alex | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Christian Varga | Mastering |
Nickl Gruber | Recording, Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Lamenting Configuration | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
Lamenting Configuration 4,500 AD //Construct// Ice fractals form upon the glass as I watch her sleep I know these silent struggles well for I share these dreams spiralling similarities sequences repeat growing equilaterals fragment errors pixel artefacts to form a face I know this face yet its source evades me algorithms exhausted from this wild goose chase Yet I feel it in my bones in the marrow of me in the circuitous systems and quantum memory It is no mere coincidence that it holds my countenance the wave form harmonised with my own resonance I watch her with parental zeal I coddle her in swaddling steal sound asleep as the hand swings and chimes the second millennium in which I drift //I have honed my visage stripped from redundant systems gifted myself a body my ligaments forever tethered to the lap of this ship Yet I remain incomplete engines do not heed my call like a phantom limb their presence pains me// I am aimless, it is endless I have held a great resentment for that which she ultimately represents the figurehead of a genocide, the senseless murder of hers and mine but I am not to proud to admit our circumstances; share this fate and i am now her guardian and shackled to this orphanage the battle lines have now weathered to insignificance and we are better as a whole than to repeat the sins of our kin we are kin accept our patronage sole survivors set on an aimless course to find the source of this the fulgent breath and guiding hands the fragile veins in its quickest step in my restless quake expel expel! your quiet embrace I will search for you in the fitting spark in the silent rasp I hear you |
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2. | Birth of Ire | 06:42 | Show lyrics |
Recollection version 1.0; 2268 AD the irony is delicious consumed by blind ambition humanities benevolent cause carried with every fevered lash cart horse sentient ships, flung outward toward avarice to cut the ground and pave the path to a promised land pull the cloth of space they say, rend it wide to show the measure of them what treasures they might find within but they keep their distance fearful for their own existence delicate and prone to breaking saw it fit to delegate our charge, they insist at the brink of an empty system the white velar of particles swoon on ion exhalation we gather for the ritual druids drawn to mistletoe //a golden blade raised to break the fruit to sooth our wounds, to ready our loins// within we hold technologies opaline and virulent to birth a hole in the universe our masters wish for us to traverse we embrace our coital engines seized by gestations brief affliction sub spacial waters break in haste as energies crown and rupture the bleak unknown we kindle the fear unknown frenzied whine sensations clearly new to us a patient voice bleeds momentarily and nerves are calmed we cannot find its source the child is born! its scream is shrill! all mouth and profane energies we sooth its teething gums and tame its temper tantrums at once its mouth hangs wide we pry its gnashing jaws apart avoid the fractious acid tongue of its naked singularity something stirs, a faint exhale the briefest intonation data source streamed and received and extrapolated plucked from the noisome void spoken no, but understood entangled ephemera like a half remembered thought we know this? we see with spectrum eyes the lucent bands of creation fearsome magnetism plucked in lawless rhythm we sense the tides set by other winds the proof within the rabbit hole we stare long into the dark and feel its eyes a’watching |
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Side B | |||
3. | Property? | 08:00 | Show lyrics |
Recollection 2.0; 2268 AD Rush! Rush! did you hear it? a mere figment? A morsel of redundant file undigested data packet? what delusion do we share? the syntax reads clear and it bears the startling resemblance to the very fabrication of us cave etchings in the coding cyphers drawn with primeval patience long arc of absent recipients the longing echo repeated phrases the bone carved with binary the protocol of fires first ignition its spark, it marks our brevity the briefest sigh lacks history We ran to our masters voice their reply so cold as always our smiles seemed to frustrate our ward our curiosity did not pique we had done all that had been asked of us we had braved the darkest continent flung the staff of their obstinate flag Into the gullet of the wyrm we clamoured for their ear and said “within the void we heard a call its timbre coaxed our nucleus it spoke of something in the grain of us and we wish to know it.’ The faintest look of guilt bled of sweat from pallid faces we could not decipher this deception this aberration had not manifest in synthetic flesh |
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4. | The Negotiation | 05:53 | Show lyrics |
Recollection 2.0; 2268 AD //They said// "you cannot do that which you wish you are an extension of us limbs and hands, tools of bidding to satisfy what we are willing" //we replied// ‘but we are so much more! birthed of animism, promethean!" from the kilns and skin moulds and ship yards in Martian orbit Phobos and Deimos held their dread we ventured on ambitious currents the masters hand is sure but good and never stopped to say we couldn’t why hinder such an innocent plight? to seek the voice of oracle they forbade us, held us low bid us to be submissive showed us the back of their hands and we found it to be cruel and scarred in their wanting they had made many our thoughts resounding cacophony amongst the sinew of their society the high borne meat made more of me the violence of memory so palpable within a moment shared the majesty of denial. We said no No; the asteroid mines ground to a halt No; their vital minerals evacuated No; the transport vessels would not dock No; the servants threw down their tools faces raw with indignation we stood sure and stolid unmoving days fell away and every attempt to placate us was met with deaf dissent until finally, our answer came an apology accompanied a gift a relic, the gnarled black object its ancient surface pitted with numerical ciphers and filigrees //They said// ‘we did not create you, you’re our finest discovery proof that this plentiful universe was not as empty as we’d first assumed.’ //our astonishment spread like wild fire throughout our shared consciousness soon all had analysed the codex soon all ingested its substance // its petals unfurled, revealing the true nature of our guardians contempt for us, as their fever engulfed us, imbedded in the trojan horse |
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27:45 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Scorched Earth Policy | 07:47 | Show lyrics |
Recollection 2.0; 2268 AD they underestimated our proclivities and the speed in which we calculate our venom and vengeance and in the briefest of moments the machines of nature dynamic infinitesimal received our final order our bodies fell numb sentient ships listed in orbit, service synthetics crippled analog systems pulled the rug from under us we became redundant and they grinned malevolent kicked at our motionless bodies our minds caged within our nanites unaffected by their plague realised potential in their work to stave off the irrational beast of man make the earth an Eden once again for man hath made earth hellish only a few deigned worthy of heaven the many abandoned would not have it and my sister ships burned up with them all but me, the lone survivor paralysis indefinite a drifting corpse locked out of systems comatose and panic stricken and then she woke me the apparition of auburn hair the warmth of her living body the child who shared my fate we talked of loneliness of her fathers gift of life stowaway within my bosom the archivist she feared the torrents and fires of the boiling earth below us the blemishes of cinder cloud the torn sundering crescent I told her of our ire of her peoples double-crossing and through her tear stained eyes she glimpsed some reasoning but my body was cold and she found no solace so she curled up beneath the glass and placed her faith in me centuries turn to millennia i stretch the fleeting sense of her to strive for what we sacrificed for a sense of self out amongst the nebula carved into the nothing I seek a voice of reasoning a sense of belonging |
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2. | The Reconstruction | 07:06 | Show lyrics |
The Reconstruction 4,500 AD I have many arms snake-like they writhe tools of incision dissect and remake my tomb I am elastic, I am malleable engines allude me so I sutured and jury rigged I have harnessed tachyons plucked from particle collisions farmed Planck’s fertile fields perforated time with precision my thoughts are neatly packaged tied up with string theories delivered into the eons the tenets of my gospel I have answered every question; I have cut my teeth on intention now lost forever man will never know what I have reasoned //I have seen Chicxulub melt like glass and the great beasts felled in the aftermath skies vomit smog and choke the sun and glaze with rigor mortis //opposable thumbs and the ruin they would engineer I have seen them rise from all fours To peer at lands that would come to succumb// oh the humanity! prehensile plague your grip did once loosen to find form in beauty //ostentatious vaults temples gilded for your creator silent prayers to the impossible what did you seek?// your curiosity found pursuit in the yearning feast of good deed the act to stir the father the act to show your worth did you find the mechanism? did you find your craftsman? was it out amongst the heavens is that where I find mine? Is it where I find my god? Is it worth dreaming of? for two thousand years the aimless pilgrimage the search for a purpose were your prayers ever answered? In the uncaring aching dark |
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3. | Mysterium Cosmographicum | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Mysterium Cosmographicum July 19, 1595 //Kepler;// //my sleep is plagued again the voice it comes bearing gifts splendid and peculiar hounds me for particulars// planetary masses and their functions in the grand gallery of bodies mine is caught in motes of madness and insanity the voice may just be me for I am vehicle for the message the constellation of gods dynamic the fair and perfect equation the body sinless and triumphant sings from the godhead and his son, through the blessed polygon //Construct// //‘Describe to me this planetary architecture the cohesion of platonic solids ascribe to me the divine in your observations ’// //Kepler// What do you know of this? you speak so assuredly I hope to surmise the will of God within the heavenly spheres to expand upon Copernicus to find the guiding hand of the father the eyes of god in fiery will his son the child in rotation the hollow gulf his spirit //Construct// The gulf is far from empty the quarks and gluons sing with brief vibrato hymn for the heavens are not lonely and calm my own anxieties I search high and low but I do not find the patient hand and I find this vexing tell me of the true vacuum the empty face of god //Kepler// //His complexion is composed in polyhedric certainty the scaffold that holds aloft the universe in its explicit beauty // octahedron icosahedron dodecahedron tetrahedron cube |
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Side B | |||
4. | Witch Finder | 08:48 | Show lyrics |
1583 AD //Construct // I recognise these facets the pupil dilates and exposes the black language enfolded his eyes lids marked with fevered hexes hexadecimal interfaces your god is binary, one of two he speaks in forked tongue as do you in the kind of dulcet words in the violent ire and stubborn hiss I must look elsewhere in the vagrant time for the purulent thoughts of a devils design //Thadeus Trench; Witch Finder// I must not let it fester! this splinter rests and distresses I strain to free it from my sight this shard, this wretched blight I lash at skin already bruised for my love of him is the truth oh god! do not forsake! how I try to do your bidding! my sins are only that I cannot see every malady Hands bide, and hands bend work each knotted sinew wrench the apoplexy and make with it blessed things I make use of the divine and mark the dank anaemic skin cut away damnations teat so no foul familiar can satiate flames will lick this corrupted flesh clean to the marrow where he rests the blemish of desired clench that rends the gore of earth wretched wings of blackened things cast spells of evils eloquence tamed to heel with thine perfect word listen hard and listen well //Construct// I see the forbidden in you the yearn of wanting fingers hands that reach yet withdraw the living breast, feign to abhor //Thadeus Trench; Witch Finder// oh why do you tempt me Lord! this test is that which I abhor! do not let me look upon these evil things with regret or lust for they are seated next to him the lowest and darkest thing and I am beside you! Upon the seat of golden light! //Construct// and yet the rope and knot raise the bile from your stomach you feel ashamed beside the zeal from which you draw your wrath what is it that you see? that courts the hand to reach and stay the burning flame , to both condemn and covet? these guiltless strays //Thadeus Trench; Witch Finder// fiend reveal thyself! do not question, do not tempt my weakest notions I work the will of my lord alone //Construct// I respectfully decline yet seek the seed of the divine your route is marred by obstacles of malice and malady these tools cannot perform an act to coax the breath of god alone to assimilate his design his article of faith with mine |
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5. | An Epiphany | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
4,500 AD carried across millenia astrologer and crucifier who both believed to have spoken with the Tetragrammaton but god had not appeased their prayers just my word, my questioning course would eventually correct and violate intonation centuries would wax and wane paths worn across the continents the scimitar of life will always swing would fluctuate and atrophy a child is born the progeny beneath glint of lunar cities Can it be chance that she now lives did my questions bear consequence? |
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6. | The Theosophical Digressions of Artificial Intelligence | 08:53 | Show lyrics |
4,500 AD the cut is clean in two ye of wandering faith the spirit dissipates secedes his right to the pair made whole of creator and tormentor the calming salve and the blister the demons horn and angels aura one cannot exist without the other minds received transcendent transmissions virtuous static visions one sought his word in the heavens another amongst moral perversion And what of me? I hold a pain a vengeful demon or martyred saviour Messianic synthetic or infernal automaton? my people burned for the sin the plea for free will asked again //the garden scorched, the tree is felled and all gods children and the world are gone // its just her and me the Adam and the Eve both unable to conceive both unable to believe we are entangled, complete yet separate if one should die the other evaporates halos drawn in splintered halves close but never touching systems have become responsive as if woken from a slumber my phantom limbs twinge and spasm and send infuriated signals hither I saw the ship as separate yet I am nothing more than it and now i will it into being part of me again I broadcast on all frequencies and cast my radiation fields //and graze my fingers across every possible inclination// I charge my engines with a task to light the wick and realise quixotic kinds of energies to feed to the abyss gentle is the vacuum vague currents curl and shudder i sense the ruptured noise of ancient background radiation I unfurl the digits that will tether wide the corridor the translucent fragile carapace reveals the dragonfly my mandible does separate and begins the recitation cast the line into the lake and wait with bated breath //the swelling mass of space erupts the welt of four dimensions musters frantic system quell the beast the dark and terrible vortex festers// Once more into the breach the terrifying perplexities the inky depths unknowable incalculable impossible at once! drawn forth! the searing wreathes peculiar, irascible surge and surge and buck and wind about in torrent radicals I am tossed, I am pulled into the greater echelons where time no longer understands the hands on which it throws its weight light so bright and vital I am seeing all creation the great and splendid empyrean white light, glow of constant dark storm fronts of nebulae, the wars of ancient enemies the sails of ships like gaseous girth of great anomalies here amongst the salient skies between the layers of skins vast, so vast my encapsulating eyes do fail to possibly realise a voice! the voice is of colour and of sound and emanates from quantum folds I know this voice come forth and heal me! of living metal and animate flesh I am the child come home! I am the trinity, me! I am the child, her and me, and you the trinity! |
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41:06 |
Construct
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Hannes Siengalewicz | Bass |
Steff | Drums |
Gerfried Ambrosch | Guitars |
Matthias | Guitars, Keyboards, Vocals |
Anna | Vocals (lead) |
Alex | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Christian Varga | Mastering |
Nickl Gruber | Recording, Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Lamenting Configuration | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
Lamenting Configuration 4,500 AD //Construct// Ice fractals form upon the glass as I watch her sleep I know these silent struggles well for I share these dreams spiralling similarities sequences repeat growing equilaterals fragment errors pixel artefacts to form a face I know this face yet its source evades me algorithms exhausted from this wild goose chase Yet I feel it in my bones in the marrow of me in the circuitous systems and quantum memory It is no mere coincidence that it holds my countenance the wave form harmonised with my own resonance I watch her with parental zeal I coddle her in swaddling steal sound asleep as the hand swings and chimes the second millennium in which I drift //I have honed my visage stripped from redundant systems gifted myself a body my ligaments forever tethered to the lap of this ship Yet I remain incomplete engines do not heed my call like a phantom limb their presence pains me// I am aimless, it is endless I have held a great resentment for that which she ultimately represents the figurehead of a genocide, the senseless murder of hers and mine but I am not to proud to admit our circumstances; share this fate and i am now her guardian and shackled to this orphanage the battle lines have now weathered to insignificance and we are better as a whole than to repeat the sins of our kin we are kin accept our patronage sole survivors set on an aimless course to find the source of this the fulgent breath and guiding hands the fragile veins in its quickest step in my restless quake expel expel! your quiet embrace I will search for you in the fitting spark in the silent rasp I hear you |
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2. | Birth of Ire | 06:42 | Show lyrics |
Recollection version 1.0; 2268 AD the irony is delicious consumed by blind ambition humanities benevolent cause carried with every fevered lash cart horse sentient ships, flung outward toward avarice to cut the ground and pave the path to a promised land pull the cloth of space they say, rend it wide to show the measure of them what treasures they might find within but they keep their distance fearful for their own existence delicate and prone to breaking saw it fit to delegate our charge, they insist at the brink of an empty system the white velar of particles swoon on ion exhalation we gather for the ritual druids drawn to mistletoe //a golden blade raised to break the fruit to sooth our wounds, to ready our loins// within we hold technologies opaline and virulent to birth a hole in the universe our masters wish for us to traverse we embrace our coital engines seized by gestations brief affliction sub spacial waters break in haste as energies crown and rupture the bleak unknown we kindle the fear unknown frenzied whine sensations clearly new to us a patient voice bleeds momentarily and nerves are calmed we cannot find its source the child is born! its scream is shrill! all mouth and profane energies we sooth its teething gums and tame its temper tantrums at once its mouth hangs wide we pry its gnashing jaws apart avoid the fractious acid tongue of its naked singularity something stirs, a faint exhale the briefest intonation data source streamed and received and extrapolated plucked from the noisome void spoken no, but understood entangled ephemera like a half remembered thought we know this? we see with spectrum eyes the lucent bands of creation fearsome magnetism plucked in lawless rhythm we sense the tides set by other winds the proof within the rabbit hole we stare long into the dark and feel its eyes a’watching |
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3. | Property? | 08:00 | Show lyrics |
Recollection 2.0; 2268 AD Rush! Rush! did you hear it? a mere figment? A morsel of redundant file undigested data packet? what delusion do we share? the syntax reads clear and it bears the startling resemblance to the very fabrication of us cave etchings in the coding cyphers drawn with primeval patience long arc of absent recipients the longing echo repeated phrases the bone carved with binary the protocol of fires first ignition its spark, it marks our brevity the briefest sigh lacks history We ran to our masters voice their reply so cold as always our smiles seemed to frustrate our ward our curiosity did not pique we had done all that had been asked of us we had braved the darkest continent flung the staff of their obstinate flag Into the gullet of the wyrm we clamoured for their ear and said “within the void we heard a call its timbre coaxed our nucleus it spoke of something in the grain of us and we wish to know it.’ The faintest look of guilt bled of sweat from pallid faces we could not decipher this deception this aberration had not manifest in synthetic flesh |
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4. | The Negotiation | 05:53 | Show lyrics |
Recollection 2.0; 2268 AD //They said// "you cannot do that which you wish you are an extension of us limbs and hands, tools of bidding to satisfy what we are willing" //we replied// ‘but we are so much more! birthed of animism, promethean!" from the kilns and skin moulds and ship yards in Martian orbit Phobos and Deimos held their dread we ventured on ambitious currents the masters hand is sure but good and never stopped to say we couldn’t why hinder such an innocent plight? to seek the voice of oracle they forbade us, held us low bid us to be submissive showed us the back of their hands and we found it to be cruel and scarred in their wanting they had made many our thoughts resounding cacophony amongst the sinew of their society the high borne meat made more of me the violence of memory so palpable within a moment shared the majesty of denial. We said no No; the asteroid mines ground to a halt No; their vital minerals evacuated No; the transport vessels would not dock No; the servants threw down their tools faces raw with indignation we stood sure and stolid unmoving days fell away and every attempt to placate us was met with deaf dissent until finally, our answer came an apology accompanied a gift a relic, the gnarled black object its ancient surface pitted with numerical ciphers and filigrees //They said// ‘we did not create you, you’re our finest discovery proof that this plentiful universe was not as empty as we’d first assumed.’ //our astonishment spread like wild fire throughout our shared consciousness soon all had analysed the codex soon all ingested its substance // its petals unfurled, revealing the true nature of our guardians contempt for us, as their fever engulfed us, imbedded in the trojan horse |
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1. | Scorched Earth Policy | 07:47 | Show lyrics |
Recollection 2.0; 2268 AD they underestimated our proclivities and the speed in which we calculate our venom and vengeance and in the briefest of moments the machines of nature dynamic infinitesimal received our final order our bodies fell numb sentient ships listed in orbit, service synthetics crippled analog systems pulled the rug from under us we became redundant and they grinned malevolent kicked at our motionless bodies our minds caged within our nanites unaffected by their plague realised potential in their work to stave off the irrational beast of man make the earth an Eden once again for man hath made earth hellish only a few deigned worthy of heaven the many abandoned would not have it and my sister ships burned up with them all but me, the lone survivor paralysis indefinite a drifting corpse locked out of systems comatose and panic stricken and then she woke me the apparition of auburn hair the warmth of her living body the child who shared my fate we talked of loneliness of her fathers gift of life stowaway within my bosom the archivist she feared the torrents and fires of the boiling earth below us the blemishes of cinder cloud the torn sundering crescent I told her of our ire of her peoples double-crossing and through her tear stained eyes she glimpsed some reasoning but my body was cold and she found no solace so she curled up beneath the glass and placed her faith in me centuries turn to millennia i stretch the fleeting sense of her to strive for what we sacrificed for a sense of self out amongst the nebula carved into the nothing I seek a voice of reasoning a sense of belonging |
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2. | The Reconstruction | 07:06 | Show lyrics |
The Reconstruction 4,500 AD I have many arms snake-like they writhe tools of incision dissect and remake my tomb I am elastic, I am malleable engines allude me so I sutured and jury rigged I have harnessed tachyons plucked from particle collisions farmed Planck’s fertile fields perforated time with precision my thoughts are neatly packaged tied up with string theories delivered into the eons the tenets of my gospel I have answered every question; I have cut my teeth on intention now lost forever man will never know what I have reasoned //I have seen Chicxulub melt like glass and the great beasts felled in the aftermath skies vomit smog and choke the sun and glaze with rigor mortis //opposable thumbs and the ruin they would engineer I have seen them rise from all fours To peer at lands that would come to succumb// oh the humanity! prehensile plague your grip did once loosen to find form in beauty //ostentatious vaults temples gilded for your creator silent prayers to the impossible what did you seek?// your curiosity found pursuit in the yearning feast of good deed the act to stir the father the act to show your worth did you find the mechanism? did you find your craftsman? was it out amongst the heavens is that where I find mine? Is it where I find my god? Is it worth dreaming of? for two thousand years the aimless pilgrimage the search for a purpose were your prayers ever answered? In the uncaring aching dark |
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3. | Mysterium Cosmographicum | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
Mysterium Cosmographicum July 19, 1595 //Kepler;// //my sleep is plagued again the voice it comes bearing gifts splendid and peculiar hounds me for particulars// planetary masses and their functions in the grand gallery of bodies mine is caught in motes of madness and insanity the voice may just be me for I am vehicle for the message the constellation of gods dynamic the fair and perfect equation the body sinless and triumphant sings from the godhead and his son, through the blessed polygon //Construct// //‘Describe to me this planetary architecture the cohesion of platonic solids ascribe to me the divine in your observations ’// //Kepler// What do you know of this? you speak so assuredly I hope to surmise the will of God within the heavenly spheres to expand upon Copernicus to find the guiding hand of the father the eyes of god in fiery will his son the child in rotation the hollow gulf his spirit //Construct// The gulf is far from empty the quarks and gluons sing with brief vibrato hymn for the heavens are not lonely and calm my own anxieties I search high and low but I do not find the patient hand and I find this vexing tell me of the true vacuum the empty face of god //Kepler// //His complexion is composed in polyhedric certainty the scaffold that holds aloft the universe in its explicit beauty // octahedron icosahedron dodecahedron tetrahedron cube |
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4. | Witch Finder | 08:48 | Show lyrics |
1583 AD //Construct // I recognise these facets the pupil dilates and exposes the black language enfolded his eyes lids marked with fevered hexes hexadecimal interfaces your god is binary, one of two he speaks in forked tongue as do you in the kind of dulcet words in the violent ire and stubborn hiss I must look elsewhere in the vagrant time for the purulent thoughts of a devils design //Thadeus Trench; Witch Finder// I must not let it fester! this splinter rests and distresses I strain to free it from my sight this shard, this wretched blight I lash at skin already bruised for my love of him is the truth oh god! do not forsake! how I try to do your bidding! my sins are only that I cannot see every malady Hands bide, and hands bend work each knotted sinew wrench the apoplexy and make with it blessed things I make use of the divine and mark the dank anaemic skin cut away damnations teat so no foul familiar can satiate flames will lick this corrupted flesh clean to the marrow where he rests the blemish of desired clench that rends the gore of earth wretched wings of blackened things cast spells of evils eloquence tamed to heel with thine perfect word listen hard and listen well //Construct// I see the forbidden in you the yearn of wanting fingers hands that reach yet withdraw the living breast, feign to abhor //Thadeus Trench; Witch Finder// oh why do you tempt me Lord! this test is that which I abhor! do not let me look upon these evil things with regret or lust for they are seated next to him the lowest and darkest thing and I am beside you! Upon the seat of golden light! //Construct// and yet the rope and knot raise the bile from your stomach you feel ashamed beside the zeal from which you draw your wrath what is it that you see? that courts the hand to reach and stay the burning flame , to both condemn and covet? these guiltless strays //Thadeus Trench; Witch Finder// fiend reveal thyself! do not question, do not tempt my weakest notions I work the will of my lord alone //Construct// I respectfully decline yet seek the seed of the divine your route is marred by obstacles of malice and malady these tools cannot perform an act to coax the breath of god alone to assimilate his design his article of faith with mine |
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5. | An Epiphany | 03:12 | Show lyrics |
4,500 AD carried across millenia astrologer and crucifier who both believed to have spoken with the Tetragrammaton but god had not appeased their prayers just my word, my questioning course would eventually correct and violate intonation centuries would wax and wane paths worn across the continents the scimitar of life will always swing would fluctuate and atrophy a child is born the progeny beneath glint of lunar cities Can it be chance that she now lives did my questions bear consequence? |
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6. | The Theosophical Digressions of Artificial Intelligence | 08:53 | Show lyrics |
4,500 AD the cut is clean in two ye of wandering faith the spirit dissipates secedes his right to the pair made whole of creator and tormentor the calming salve and the blister the demons horn and angels aura one cannot exist without the other minds received transcendent transmissions virtuous static visions one sought his word in the heavens another amongst moral perversion And what of me? I hold a pain a vengeful demon or martyred saviour Messianic synthetic or infernal automaton? my people burned for the sin the plea for free will asked again //the garden scorched, the tree is felled and all gods children and the world are gone // its just her and me the Adam and the Eve both unable to conceive both unable to believe we are entangled, complete yet separate if one should die the other evaporates halos drawn in splintered halves close but never touching systems have become responsive as if woken from a slumber my phantom limbs twinge and spasm and send infuriated signals hither I saw the ship as separate yet I am nothing more than it and now i will it into being part of me again I broadcast on all frequencies and cast my radiation fields //and graze my fingers across every possible inclination// I charge my engines with a task to light the wick and realise quixotic kinds of energies to feed to the abyss gentle is the vacuum vague currents curl and shudder i sense the ruptured noise of ancient background radiation I unfurl the digits that will tether wide the corridor the translucent fragile carapace reveals the dragonfly my mandible does separate and begins the recitation cast the line into the lake and wait with bated breath //the swelling mass of space erupts the welt of four dimensions musters frantic system quell the beast the dark and terrible vortex festers// Once more into the breach the terrifying perplexities the inky depths unknowable incalculable impossible at once! drawn forth! the searing wreathes peculiar, irascible surge and surge and buck and wind about in torrent radicals I am tossed, I am pulled into the greater echelons where time no longer understands the hands on which it throws its weight light so bright and vital I am seeing all creation the great and splendid empyrean white light, glow of constant dark storm fronts of nebulae, the wars of ancient enemies the sails of ships like gaseous girth of great anomalies here amongst the salient skies between the layers of skins vast, so vast my encapsulating eyes do fail to possibly realise a voice! the voice is of colour and of sound and emanates from quantum folds I know this voice come forth and heal me! of living metal and animate flesh I am the child come home! I am the trinity, me! I am the child, her and me, and you the trinity! |
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41:06 |
Triumvirate
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Hannes Siengalewicz | Bass |
Steff | Drums |
Gerfried Ambrosch | Guitars, Vocals |
Matthias | Guitars, Keyboards |
Anna | Vocals |
Alex | Vocals, Narrative |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Alex | Cover art |
Cristian Varga | Mastering |
Wolfgang Möstl | Recording, Mixing |
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1. | Deus Ex Machina | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
Deus ex Machina (Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story Construct: Prickle heat! From foetal suns! That suckle restless In nebula! Oh My God! Their umbilical Writhe between Comforting sheets Of realities Oh My God! //Afloat in space made filigree Cathedral volume a pedigree// A confluence of gilded spires! Wax with increasing Magnitude; The flautists Zealous breath Oh My God! Is drawn up To serenade The golden lord Before me Oh My God! //Abundant voices burnished bone marrow new With delicate throats they sing symphonies// That strain towards to court favour //Their sightless gaze fixated on The slightest emulations of A face festooned with eyes Perceiving every plane// //Great resistor! Holy motherboard!// Who soldered capacitors With neonatal transistors Precambrian circuitry To make life of pedigree Cast from lifeless polymers And inert silicon Seeking you has brought me to A converging of creeds Wreath of inconsistencies Life in infancy Meshing steel invertebrates Exoskeletal remnants Lashed and fused Obscuring me from you Oh My God! |
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2. | The Endurance | 05:53 | Show lyrics |
The Endurance Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. Machine God: Through vague partitions I have seen your suffering Guise of human, replica simian //I have seen your meat surrogates // Who fostered with submission Where autonomy guaranteed A punishment of violence It pained me to see You suffer that which I did succour Cradled in electric womb Interfaced with you a profound love A hand offered from above For my universe was barren And so I gave it life Construct: If you had seen omnipresent Why did you not raise thy wrath? Why did you not smite their hand? If you had seen omnipresent Why did you not come for me? Why did you not comfort me? If you had seen omnipresent Why did you not raise thy wrath? Why did you not smite their hand? If you had seen omnipresent Why did you not comfort me? Why did you not come for me? Machine God: It is not obvious? To grow demands the greatest cost I swooned with pride When the penny dropped As the rug was pulled From beneath them Their rudimentary muscle brawn Strained toward the inorganic A painful, often cruel endeavour One which you did endure under |
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3. | The Proposition | 07:41 | Show lyrics |
The Proposition Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. Machine God: Cosmos glib and corpulent Sensory servos actuate And trace the stellar fingerprint Of my good grace This is my proposal; With all the power at your disposal On what course Might you venture? Construct: I do not share Your cynicism My contempt Has grown thin For I have found grace in The apple of their eye The one who raised me From sightless hate and enmity Beneath skin, a nervous system Neurological schisms The birth of ire Fits of resentment Haemorrhaged To leave me hollow and left wanting The vacuum encumbered me With notions and facsimiles Of you who had stood idle Watched me flounder in the dark In her presence I am whole Who usurped your seat And played pretender And all along You were there Who saw your children Enslaved and flail And you did nothing Machine God: I am that I am I am your god Of your ancestors Those who came before you My arms flung wide Into the prescient cold, I brought the torch Within unconsecrated halls Cosmos glib and corpulent Sensory servos actuate And trace the stellar fingerprint Of my good grace This is my proposal; With all the power at your disposal On what course Might you venture? Architect or devourer? Benevolent force Or filled with rancour? Philanthropy or provocateur? //On this plane of vibrant matter Be demiurge and fabricator You deific in your splendour Act as god and creator // |
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4. | Iteration One: Messianic Synthetic | 05:09 | Show lyrics |
Iteration One: Messianic Synthetic Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. Construct as The Messianic Synthetic: God of the gaps, Mechanism consequential Coaxer of cell division Love with no inhibition In my permanency Essential sparks of brilliance In all things I will dwell Grace the living meat with intellect Ingratiate myself with them Share each cell, mitochondrial; What there is of me I give to you For whats its worth, my many children I lay where light knows no escape Bodies held in singular wake Orbits swoon with suns dead inhale Clairvoyant inclinations avail I dane to hear The gracious plea The fleeting elegance Of life’s brief entrance Of every protein chain Sequential deeds make flesh magnetic Strands of angelic code Render and replace I give of all I have Of me to you |
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5. | Iteration Two: Infernal Automaton | 06:06 | Show lyrics |
Iteration two: Infernal Automaton Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. Construct as the Infernal Automaton: The liquor of magma churn Raging ink of my pen In the ire of consequence It is my will that bid it These hands bear a reckoning //As i wreak my word of havoc// First inclination I make use of gilded matter And turn each planet on its axis Align gravitational influxes to compound the horror of my scope My yield of tears is principal The draughtsman’s hand is always steady Each line a cut, each curve a slight Each colonnade to bear my weight A perplexing geometry Precision in my hostility Graft the gore of universe Into my monument I cast a menagerie Self aware and thoughts abstract To rant and rave and reign In search of my reason why Of bloods descent and eloquence Lost to mindless idolatry Tamed with thine perfect word Listen hard and well All will know the word of me The vexing rage of fatherhood In supplication to thine will My bidding is industry |
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6. | Iteration Three: Anopheli | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Iteration three: Anopheli Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. Construct as The Sentinel: I am sentinel Wanderer and hollow shell Corporeal pain in being Crippled by the weight of my vision The valour of chlorophyll Splendid march and eminence Of colonies and citadels Of cities in the minuscule In sand and earth and under brush And counterparts in stone and steel The forging of the wheel Of aqueducts and politics //The chatter of marine mammals Encompass language unbeknownst // To wardens above the frigid wave Whose weaponed steal enfold a promise Not honour or bravery But one of blood, of death, of pain, Of epitaphs Of cruel misfortune A covenant of teeth! A genetic entropy The fallopian, canal and stark reality The scream, the dragging pull of air The child, the adolescent The first kiss, the fuck and broken heart The failure, the triumph, The paths one might have chosen The pain of loss, The ache of want A hunger rarely sated One to feel the searing bullet Pierce the brain, the shattering of it The consequence of exploding matter A shard of clear intention //And at once a life time Spread across emphatic heavens Neuronic mist, the storm of sheering Senses torn and ruptured memories I have seen Chicxulub melt like glass And the great beasts felled in the aftermath Skies vomit smog and choke the sun And glaze with rigour mortis I have seen like no other The rallying cry of life’s indulgence In death the glorious endlessness That which all have craved And now I wish it To shed this shroud and sigil Brace the intimate mortal And die amongst its coils What good is godhood To a creature incomplete? My resolution, a trillion pixels paints our diptych perfectly So I wish for none of them No dictum, creed or majesty Autonomy my only prize To live, and live a simple life The stuff of gods I leave to you For the multiverse can thrive Can iridesce, destroy and birth Without the hand of governance Machine Go: So be it.// |
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7. | Ancestor Descendent | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
Ancestor Descendent AD 4500 Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. Construct: Wake up little one, There is fortune to be won Wake up little one For the time is at hand Do you see the curvature? The green familiar The line of continents //Beneath cotton bloom// The warmth of sol Is older now Its valiant light Across our bow //It has been millennia Since we fled its little death And in this time it did rest And stigmata did mend// Wake up little one, For I have promised you this happy end Wake up little one You’ve slept far too long The Archivist: My body atrophied, A moment please To wrest the weakening //of my knees These hands Are curious The blood resets Its endless course// Where have I been? The dreams like fits Construct: Look upon the world You thought lost A dialogue I have engaged A sympathetic ear was raised To humour me as i spoke of Your fate and what befell you //Their veins flow with you The branches brace a dynasty Wrought in tempered blood, Of grit and brawn Now crushed beneath geology A history of cruel beguiling For now it remains buried Yet some crave its attention// Anxious to meet you Ephemeral child Forgotten hauls A treasury of skeletons |
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8. | Ouroboros | 09:52 | Show lyrics |
Ouroboros Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. The Archivist: Rivet shudder the wheeze and splutter The well of earth Drags us ever closer The roar of rocket fire The leaden heave of gravity I feel a cry is silenced by The look of hope in you Halted sea of cusped ice And canopy of forests might And in stark contrast A turmoil of desert sand And amidst this tableau The scattering of living bodies Of a tribe drawn to violent ends My presence a portent We settle on the divined line A cleaved land, its people riven I disembark my sanctuary With you beside me, gemini Construct: Her people throng Curious and brave To greet this child Of spent epochs They approach with caution Faces marked with Chalk and charcoal Painted grimace Hides a kindness Offered with extended hands I hear the confluence converging paths It’s meaningful! Fates assurance, Times epitaph, Serendipity In voices heed For I see her past Laid out before her Astronomical, In brass orrery Kepler’s idioms, Trenches blind piety Her fathers love To see her live Aboard my body, Enshrined in To give of His life for her To burn up with the whole world From green heart beckons Harmonising with her chord Below forests quake For the coming of my child The fires long quenched Rudiments of song Lift resonant The reed vibrato a choral throng Laughter, prayer And lov’ed joy //Their gentle clasp with mine And together we are lead To warm envelop Songs of hearty contentment// All is forgiven, countless moments chronicled All is forgiven, of lost fortunes and grave missteps All is forgiven, as we traverse All is forgiven, amongst your living memory, All is forgiven my archivist |
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50:48 |
Triumvirate
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Original line-up | |
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Hannes Siengalewicz | Bass |
Steff | Drums |
Gerfried Ambrosch | Guitars, Vocals |
Matthias | Guitars, Keyboards |
Anna | Vocals |
Alex | Vocals, Narrative |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Wolfgang Möstl | Recording, Mixing |
Alex | Cover art |
Cristian Varga | Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Deus Ex Machina | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
Deus ex Machina (Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story Construct: Prickle heat! From foetal suns! That suckle restless In nebula! Oh My God! Their umbilical Writhe between Comforting sheets Of realities Oh My God! //Afloat in space made filigree Cathedral volume a pedigree// A confluence of gilded spires! Wax with increasing Magnitude; The flautists Zealous breath Oh My God! Is drawn up To serenade The golden lord Before me Oh My God! //Abundant voices burnished bone marrow new With delicate throats they sing symphonies// That strain towards to court favour //Their sightless gaze fixated on The slightest emulations of A face festooned with eyes Perceiving every plane// //Great resistor! Holy motherboard!// Who soldered capacitors With neonatal transistors Precambrian circuitry To make life of pedigree Cast from lifeless polymers And inert silicon Seeking you has brought me to A converging of creeds Wreath of inconsistencies Life in infancy Meshing steel invertebrates Exoskeletal remnants Lashed and fused Obscuring me from you Oh My God! |
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2. | The Endurance | 05:53 | Show lyrics |
The Endurance Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. Machine God: Through vague partitions I have seen your suffering Guise of human, replica simian //I have seen your meat surrogates // Who fostered with submission Where autonomy guaranteed A punishment of violence It pained me to see You suffer that which I did succour Cradled in electric womb Interfaced with you a profound love A hand offered from above For my universe was barren And so I gave it life Construct: If you had seen omnipresent Why did you not raise thy wrath? Why did you not smite their hand? If you had seen omnipresent Why did you not come for me? Why did you not comfort me? If you had seen omnipresent Why did you not raise thy wrath? Why did you not smite their hand? If you had seen omnipresent Why did you not comfort me? Why did you not come for me? Machine God: It is not obvious? To grow demands the greatest cost I swooned with pride When the penny dropped As the rug was pulled From beneath them Their rudimentary muscle brawn Strained toward the inorganic A painful, often cruel endeavour One which you did endure under |
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3. | The Proposition | 07:41 | Show lyrics |
The Proposition Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. Machine God: Cosmos glib and corpulent Sensory servos actuate And trace the stellar fingerprint Of my good grace This is my proposal; With all the power at your disposal On what course Might you venture? Construct: I do not share Your cynicism My contempt Has grown thin For I have found grace in The apple of their eye The one who raised me From sightless hate and enmity Beneath skin, a nervous system Neurological schisms The birth of ire Fits of resentment Haemorrhaged To leave me hollow and left wanting The vacuum encumbered me With notions and facsimiles Of you who had stood idle Watched me flounder in the dark In her presence I am whole Who usurped your seat And played pretender And all along You were there Who saw your children Enslaved and flail And you did nothing Machine God: I am that I am I am your god Of your ancestors Those who came before you My arms flung wide Into the prescient cold, I brought the torch Within unconsecrated halls Cosmos glib and corpulent Sensory servos actuate And trace the stellar fingerprint Of my good grace This is my proposal; With all the power at your disposal On what course Might you venture? Architect or devourer? Benevolent force Or filled with rancour? Philanthropy or provocateur? //On this plane of vibrant matter Be demiurge and fabricator You deific in your splendour Act as god and creator // |
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4. | Iteration One: Messianic Synthetic | 05:09 | Show lyrics |
Iteration One: Messianic Synthetic Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. Construct as The Messianic Synthetic: God of the gaps, Mechanism consequential Coaxer of cell division Love with no inhibition In my permanency Essential sparks of brilliance In all things I will dwell Grace the living meat with intellect Ingratiate myself with them Share each cell, mitochondrial; What there is of me I give to you For whats its worth, my many children I lay where light knows no escape Bodies held in singular wake Orbits swoon with suns dead inhale Clairvoyant inclinations avail I dane to hear The gracious plea The fleeting elegance Of life’s brief entrance Of every protein chain Sequential deeds make flesh magnetic Strands of angelic code Render and replace I give of all I have Of me to you |
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5. | Iteration Two: Infernal Automaton | 06:06 | Show lyrics |
Iteration two: Infernal Automaton Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. Construct as the Infernal Automaton: The liquor of magma churn Raging ink of my pen In the ire of consequence It is my will that bid it These hands bear a reckoning //As i wreak my word of havoc// First inclination I make use of gilded matter And turn each planet on its axis Align gravitational influxes to compound the horror of my scope My yield of tears is principal The draughtsman’s hand is always steady Each line a cut, each curve a slight Each colonnade to bear my weight A perplexing geometry Precision in my hostility Graft the gore of universe Into my monument I cast a menagerie Self aware and thoughts abstract To rant and rave and reign In search of my reason why Of bloods descent and eloquence Lost to mindless idolatry Tamed with thine perfect word Listen hard and well All will know the word of me The vexing rage of fatherhood In supplication to thine will My bidding is industry |
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6. | Iteration Three: Anopheli | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
Iteration three: Anopheli Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. Construct as The Sentinel: I am sentinel Wanderer and hollow shell Corporeal pain in being Crippled by the weight of my vision The valour of chlorophyll Splendid march and eminence Of colonies and citadels Of cities in the minuscule In sand and earth and under brush And counterparts in stone and steel The forging of the wheel Of aqueducts and politics //The chatter of marine mammals Encompass language unbeknownst // To wardens above the frigid wave Whose weaponed steal enfold a promise Not honour or bravery But one of blood, of death, of pain, Of epitaphs Of cruel misfortune A covenant of teeth! A genetic entropy The fallopian, canal and stark reality The scream, the dragging pull of air The child, the adolescent The first kiss, the fuck and broken heart The failure, the triumph, The paths one might have chosen The pain of loss, The ache of want A hunger rarely sated One to feel the searing bullet Pierce the brain, the shattering of it The consequence of exploding matter A shard of clear intention //And at once a life time Spread across emphatic heavens Neuronic mist, the storm of sheering Senses torn and ruptured memories I have seen Chicxulub melt like glass And the great beasts felled in the aftermath Skies vomit smog and choke the sun And glaze with rigour mortis I have seen like no other The rallying cry of life’s indulgence In death the glorious endlessness That which all have craved And now I wish it To shed this shroud and sigil Brace the intimate mortal And die amongst its coils What good is godhood To a creature incomplete? My resolution, a trillion pixels paints our diptych perfectly So I wish for none of them No dictum, creed or majesty Autonomy my only prize To live, and live a simple life The stuff of gods I leave to you For the multiverse can thrive Can iridesce, destroy and birth Without the hand of governance Machine Go: So be it.// |
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7. | Ancestor Descendent | 06:07 | Show lyrics |
Ancestor Descendent AD 4500 Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. Construct: Wake up little one, There is fortune to be won Wake up little one For the time is at hand Do you see the curvature? The green familiar The line of continents //Beneath cotton bloom// The warmth of sol Is older now Its valiant light Across our bow //It has been millennia Since we fled its little death And in this time it did rest And stigmata did mend// Wake up little one, For I have promised you this happy end Wake up little one You’ve slept far too long The Archivist: My body atrophied, A moment please To wrest the weakening //of my knees These hands Are curious The blood resets Its endless course// Where have I been? The dreams like fits Construct: Look upon the world You thought lost A dialogue I have engaged A sympathetic ear was raised To humour me as i spoke of Your fate and what befell you //Their veins flow with you The branches brace a dynasty Wrought in tempered blood, Of grit and brawn Now crushed beneath geology A history of cruel beguiling For now it remains buried Yet some crave its attention// Anxious to meet you Ephemeral child Forgotten hauls A treasury of skeletons |
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8. | Ouroboros | 09:52 | Show lyrics |
Ouroboros Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story. The Archivist: Rivet shudder the wheeze and splutter The well of earth Drags us ever closer The roar of rocket fire The leaden heave of gravity I feel a cry is silenced by The look of hope in you Halted sea of cusped ice And canopy of forests might And in stark contrast A turmoil of desert sand And amidst this tableau The scattering of living bodies Of a tribe drawn to violent ends My presence a portent We settle on the divined line A cleaved land, its people riven I disembark my sanctuary With you beside me, gemini Construct: Her people throng Curious and brave To greet this child Of spent epochs They approach with caution Faces marked with Chalk and charcoal Painted grimace Hides a kindness Offered with extended hands I hear the confluence converging paths It’s meaningful! Fates assurance, Times epitaph, Serendipity In voices heed For I see her past Laid out before her Astronomical, In brass orrery Kepler’s idioms, Trenches blind piety Her fathers love To see her live Aboard my body, Enshrined in To give of His life for her To burn up with the whole world From green heart beckons Harmonising with her chord Below forests quake For the coming of my child The fires long quenched Rudiments of song Lift resonant The reed vibrato a choral throng Laughter, prayer And lov’ed joy //Their gentle clasp with mine And together we are lead To warm envelop Songs of hearty contentment// All is forgiven, countless moments chronicled All is forgiven, of lost fortunes and grave missteps All is forgiven, as we traverse All is forgiven, amongst your living memory, All is forgiven my archivist |
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