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Lychgate
Members | |
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Current | |
S.D. Lindsley | Guitars (2011-present) |
Member(bands): Repulsive, Malacite | |
Vortigern | Guitars, Keyboards, Organ, Vocals (chants) (2011-present) |
Member(bands): The One, Archaicus, Orpheus, Spearhead | |
Greg Chandler | Vocals (lead), Guitars (2011-present) |
Member(bands): Esoteric, Self Hypnosis, Pantheist (live) | |
Past | |
Aran | Bass (2012-2013) |
Member(bands): Lunar Aurora, Trist, Bald Anders | |
T. J. F. Vallely | Drums, Percussion (2012-2019) |
Member(bands): Acherontas, Macabre Omen, Omega Centauri, Sanctus Nex, Orpheus | |
A.K. Webb | Bass (2014-2019) |
Member(bands): Navigator, Ancient Ascendant, Heretic | |
Current (Live) | |
Will Pearson | Drums (2019-present) |
Member(bands): Body Harvest, Dies Holocaustum, Plague Father, Cranial Contamination (live) | |
Past (Live) | |
Ross Oliver | Guitars (2016) |
Member(bands): Risen Prophecy, Vacivus, Dawn of Chaos, Crabsu, Haar, Horrified, Cruciamentum (live), Wrath Within | |
Mitja Usenik | Bass (2017) |
Member(bands): Brezno, Agan (live) | |
Thomas Leitner | Drums (2017) |
Member(bands): As Vampiric Shades and Belial Winds, Groteskh, Irdorath, Isiulusions, Vargsriket, Véhémence, Wallachia, Dying Embers (live), Nocturne (live), Horns of Hattin (live), Harakiri for the Sky (live) | |
Charles Wolford | Vocals (2017) |
Member(bands): Arthedain |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | Lychgate | Full-length | 2013 | Show album |
2 | An Antidote for the Glass Pill | Full-length | 2015 | Show album |
3 | The Contagion in Nine Steps | Full-length | 2018 | Show album |
4 | Also sprach Futura | EP | 2020 | Show album |
Lychgate
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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April 29th, 2013 | Mordgrimm | GRIMM 38 | CD | |
April 29th, 2013 | Mordgrimm | Digital | Bandcamp | |
April 2013 | Gilead Media | RELIC 49 | 12" vinyl |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Aran | Bass |
T. J. F. Vallely | Drums, Percussion |
Vortigern | Guitars, Keyboards, Organ, Chants |
G. A. Chandler | Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
S.D. Lindsley | Guitars |
F. Young | Organ |
Miscellaneous staff | |
G.A.Chandler | Mixing, Mastering |
Manuel Tinnemans | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Inception | 01:05 | |
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2. | Resentment | 05:39 | Show lyrics |
Watch rot what once was living When its thread of life is first cut, It is without blemishes Life itself has sustained a connection between all functions Then death blight creeps slowly over it, Like a plague which vanquishes all in its way Soon the matter will be completely Enveloped in a dismal grey Brown and black: its odour will abhor Most unsightly; with none of the vigour That once made it proud From the day a child is born it must live Day to day with its afflictions Until a certain age that child will smile; Then one day it realises everyone is despiteful |
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3. | Against the Paradoxical Guild | 06:17 | Show lyrics |
Ode to the ship of fools! Das Narrenschiff! This is the paradigm of our time And how we must pity a new soul born unto this world To join the universal guild of ultimate paradox To be marginalised into silence A world devoid of expression Chained to the ship of paradox Scraping the seabed like an anchor Wishing staunchly to free itself Cutting and defiling the hull with all strength Fighting the arms of the human winch In all incessant restlessness one cannot escape A slave to the paradoxical guild In an anthem to this modern world We vomit upon the rudder of imposed destiny A remnant of hope that our shackles will one day snap in two Ode to the demise of the paradoxical guild! |
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4. | In Self Ruin | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
In the chasm of mental decay At the base of the magnet which heaves you below Is the allegory of day by day abasement To which one helplessly gives up themselves To a lure without a face Its repulsion is only felt amidst longevity Thence its scale of hideousness is eventually revealed On the day of realisation A hall of fame looks from every angle With portraits of utter self-contempt Every one of them placed equidistant Staring in geometric perfection to taunt and to goad Their so tantalising eyes are no more than marbles |
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5. | Sceptre to Control the World | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
A cuspidor for ashes is the receptacle for the human race For those who have relegated themselves unto extermination A sceptre to control the world plunges Those souls into poison And in that poison those souls are spat out in haste In my template humanity metamorphosises Under force and subjugation. |
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6. | Intermezzo | 01:00 | |
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7. | Triumphalism | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
When I was young I could not understand why the body Of a bitter man had become withered in sourness. But then I watched my eyes freeze over like a lake during The culmination of reminiscence over The entire course of my years of knowing. Should I therefore smile in the face of meaninglessness? For those that are fearful of the hidden Those blind and blessed with an absence of intuition Who sadly cannot explain their purpose I can then do nothing in this world For instead I am seemingly free now within open prison bars |
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8. | Dust of a Gun Barrel | 06:08 | Show lyrics |
One azure, one shade, one of many expressions therein In tandem with the Earth, man creates his own tomb; For life is like a bullet fired involuntarily Into the back of the head As we look ahead we are helpless Against the point in time in which it strikes us At best we can ignore the barrel pointed at us Some are not aware of that metal shaft of death When those minute drops permeate into our skin we age along with the rate at which those Very tiny globes of water evaporate And then we wonder if we might have some control |
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9. | When Scorn Can Scourge No More | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
The fire of youth inspires boundless, profound expression. At times this expression exceeds logical magnitude. Hatred can be so incessant that one will not tire of it; Like a man who makes it his life’s work to succeed In creating what his vision casts in stone for years ahead But one day this life long struggle with adversity presents Itself to that once youthful man Who can now only see the ludicrous angles of it. (Sinking into a slumber and exhausted state this man’s Passion is now the embers, not the fire) And the apex of blindness in absolutism Turns into a linear hue. As the embers fade and part of the psyche gradually Turn to ashes, the moribund purgatory Of anticipation presents itself. When all the embers are grey, the candle is blown out. A life of scorn can scourge no more. |
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37:46 |
An Antidote for the Glass Pill
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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August 18th, 2015 | Blood Music | BLOOD-117 | CD | Limited edition, Digipak |
August 18th, 2015 | Blood Music | BLOOD-116 | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition |
August 11th, 2015 | Blood Music | Digital |
Members | |
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Band members | |
A.K. Webb | Bass |
T. J. F. Vallely | Drums, Percussion |
Vortigern | Guitars, Keyboards, Organ, Chants |
Greg Chandler | Vocals |
S.D. Lindsley | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Greg Chandler | Mixing |
Kris T. Therrian | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Unto My Tempest | 03:13 | instrumental |
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2. | Davamesque B2 | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
A legacy is reborn An invisible power sown Like Genghis Khan resurrected Thus, a great lava flow closes in Upon an island, melting Upon lessening lands, retreating… A perfect time for infection: euthanasia By their will spreads the first anomaly - now a disease Erasmus K. – help us – can we swallow the pill named Davamesque B2? The individual - suppressed Future intuition - to perish An army of automatons - to roam A living death = Total mechanisation By their will spreads the first anomaly - now a disease Erasmus K. – help us – can we swallow the pill named Davamesque B2? The million footed Leviathan named OneState I see armies spreading beyond vastest perception (A horizon outside comprehension… I cannot analyse the pain ripping through me as I watch it) So I bow to my own execution And present my neck to the blade which finishes me The individual expires So slowly So imperceptibly That the great mass feels no pain Listen… they’re approaching… (They’re coming for me now) Go… |
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3. | I Am Contempt | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
The wheels are in motion The cart ploughs the soil like a giant lead monument Dragging the flesh across the soil With a rag round one’s neck The wheels are in motion The cart ploughs the soil, leading to the iron polygon When all is done… The door closes behind me And I am flung out into the desert Then, with a darting flow of pain I hurl until my guts are as dry as bones I stare into that scene of nothingness The fullness of anger paralyses me Then pain is felt all over with a tightening grip Voices repeat themselves like a never-ending punishment I will have my revenge… |
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4. | A Principle on Seclusion | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Seclusion and ignorance from the world of questions An architect’s last fragment of hope Through the spatial utility for constant vision Can the primordial laws be re-written? Mankind’s affinity with an ultimate desire Born dead before it breathes Without its umbilical cord Destiny… destiny… destiny… The Panopticon could spawn a new race Within the confines of a new construction With powerlessness perpetuated Fate without accident is impossible Destiny from knowledge is unattainable For each desire in the name progression… For each alteration… Yields another error for the greater equation Through the spatial utility for constant vision Can the primordial laws be re-written? Mankind’s affinity with an ultimate desire Born dead before it breathes Without its umbilical cord Human destiny… |
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5. | Letter XIX | 06:38 | Show lyrics |
Through the eyes of insanity, you’ll see the world for what it is: A prison! An invisible net – a wolf’s trap set long ago Each actor alone Each by time – the perfect operator of punishment With only a script, a silent mouth and an imploding force With every swing of the pendulum carries some fatal hour Each actor alone Each by time – the perfect operator of punishment With only a script, a silent mouth and an imploding force Minutes lapse within a table of hours The powers of the insane and the wicked Can be directed against their fellow creatures or themselves The horror of this waiting points to the falling city… (Walls and towers saw through the emptiness) Cylindrical spirals of rays Mirror cyclic recursion I am locked in an upward gaze The vision rotates Inexorable... |
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6. | Deus te Videt | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
(A perfect eye that nothing escapes Towards which all gazes are turned) Here, the eye of providence Reigns like the holy trinity Here, the hidden eye of God Directs the lantern’s rays Against my cell and mind Here, the empty triangle Calls to the human spectacle Here, the omnipotent gaze Commands unceasing fear Shaking and frail Weightless and floating Blood flowing inwards Away from the outside world My heart races faster The key turns no longer Voices call me away From the outside world |
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7. | The Illness Named Imagination | 04:47 | Show lyrics |
The purpose of existence Seems to have been reduced To the most distant vanishing point On an endless horizon At the mercy of your closest enemy: imagination. Question marks writhe like worms Striking the soul deeper Turning its edges into splinters I am the real one - I am not him – I am not We OneState will vanish I am the real one - I am not him – I am not We I think, therefore I am (The human in the menagerie diminishes like its former animals What then becomes of man through extraction and reduction? Mankind, the worst beast, has no place in the Phalanstère Live with your century but do not be its creature) This is the fever In the pons Varolii Exposed to three doses And you are cured |
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8. | An Acousmatic Guardian | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
I cannot escape my shadow My double speaks in whispers (Tunnelling underneath me Beckoning me to follow) Behind the curtain – like the Pythagorean Order Speaks the master – decreed from above Cast upon sails hoisted Cast upon soldiers raised By the power that seizes the human By the power that breaks the soul… In… to… false hope I am frozen to silence by a policy of terror A tree’s roots bolted to concrete The ear of Dionysius… A principle is inverted My every word and thought is cast upon a map (A pliant voice is heard like a slashing whip) Lurking but shapeless, invisible but staring By the power that seizes the human By the power that breaks the soul… In… to… the broken sacrifice |
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9. | My Fate to Burn Forever | 06:12 | Show lyrics |
The truth (the Panopticon) is a mirror of the universe Thus, we are prisoners at every scale, like recursion Our very own cipher To behold and cherish Till death do us part The truth (the Panopticon) is a mirror of the universe Thus, we are prisoners at every scale, like recursion Caught in an ineffable cosmos; a circle Where revolutions are infinite And utopia equals delusion by all laws I cannot explain our flaws within this geometric perfection My fate is to the inner punitive division… forever… Never again was I to blend into the precise mechanical rhythm Never to sail on the serene, mirror-like sea Within accelerating multiplication Within apparent infinity… (Where the structure of reality is the square root of minus 1) To burn! To burn! |
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10. | The Pinnacle Known to Sisyphus | 02:59 | Show lyrics |
I am at the pinnacle of loathing I cannot contain my hate anymore We are trapped at the summit We cannot fly We can only fall |
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49:49 |
The Contagion in Nine Steps
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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March 30th, 2018 | Blood Music | BLOOD-205 | CD | Digipak |
March 30th, 2018 | Blood Music | BLOOD-204 | 12" vinyl | |
March 30th, 2018 | Blood Music | Digital |
Members | |
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Band members | |
A.K. Webb | Bass |
S.D. Lindsley | Guitars |
T. J. F. Vallely | Drums |
J. C. Young "Vortigern" | Guitars |
Greg Chandler | Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Chris Hawkins | Vocals (additional) |
Alexandros | Vocals |
Vladimir Antonov-Charsky | Organ, Piano, Mellotron |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Kris T. Therrian | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Republic | 06:09 | Show lyrics |
Kallipolis is born The ideal state envisioned A just city In the name of utopia Built in the image of man’s soul A mirror of the truth within With the structure and the form They are together woven from Here passion succumbs to corruption This beast of man is alive in dreams While the other half sleeps In dreams one sees Utopia’s freedoms (multiply) Until the soul wanes No longer capable All of us would wear the Ring of Gyges Too much freedom seems to change Into nothing but too much slavery The blinded citizens turn against the true philosophers All are corrupted by thoughts creeping through the air |
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2. | Unity of Opposites | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Through time the pendulum of truth lurches back and forth Dipoles vie for domination in the absolute Only can the truth be revealed through the unity of opposites Where time is the wisdom, the umpire and the justice Sublation is true for all time We follow the dialectic spiral We are blind to the insights of our enemies Every era tells of our foes Hindsight is our woe The state empowered the conflict of thought Where no other paradigm could exist Freewill was marvelled within opposites This is the illusion We approach the new consciousness The dipoles of existence Edge nearer one another The helical change is sterilized When there is no binary existence, there is no liberty There is a void Where no change can be seen or enacted Sublation is true for all time We follow the dialectic spiral |
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3. | Atavistic Hypnosis | 08:44 | Show lyrics |
Toils will be undone When the new urban masses Return to their origins Conversion must begin again When atavism is made flesh The will of the inner heart Is the secret lying suppressed An invisible power given An assured impunity With the liberty to follow The true will A crystalline trance A spell that disembodies Submission to a grip that binds Hypnosis Into the destructive automatic spirit born The will of the inner heart Is the secret lying suppressed The mass stands obedient Eyes burning with fire These killers know no pain Barbarism is alive… |
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4. | Hither Comes the Swarm | 07:37 | Show lyrics |
A system of necro-evolution Gave rise to automatons With mutual self-interest They joined together by superordinacy The micromechanism With the instinct of attack They joined together by an inanimate centre to prevail A world with no leader A world with no orders The craft is no longer… A necrosphere of swarming mechanical devices All come to stop and stand Clouds await in a uniform mass A quivering shroud Stretches into the waning light of the sky It will swallow all A fading murmur Leaves behind amnesiacs They are, they hear, they see Nihility A world with no leader A world with no orders The craft is no longer Of the Lyran civilization Self-destruction is the only arrow The broken glass and the splinter A fatal incision To the Achilles’ heel of the swarm |
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5. | The Contagion | 08:43 | Show lyrics |
Imitation is the device By which turmoil multiples Imitation is the device Man is pulled along by wild horses Transformed into the beast Madness is transmitted Reality is stripped away Imitation is the device By which turmoil multiples Imitation is the device The sight of an enemy strengthens the unity The contagion is the flame That must lay claim to all Sudden and ubiquitous No one knows its source A flame is never sated It will swallow everything For it craves that all are the same There is never enough The flame must always surpass itself It joins together what were separate The isolated and diverse burn in matrimony Man is pulled along by wild horses Man cannot submit to life outside the binary existence They become so much the same (that) they disappear completely Few can resist its contagion The more life something has The less it can defend itself Itself… The more the… (Itself…) flame makes all …one |
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6. | Remembrance | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
This is the departing And the time of remembrance I will not swallow the poison Nor pull the trigger To enact the single moment By which all is gone forever No one will remember a thing I see a creeping discolouration I see a poisoned meadow I see the wilt in the petal Horses leap in the mist Behind frothing shields Of an army moving in Vanquishing in giant leaps Gliding mercilessly with eagle’s wings I see a poisoned meadow I see the wilt in the petal It is time for me to leave |
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42:11 |
Also sprach Futura
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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March 13th, 2020 | Debemur Morti Productions | DMP0183-CD | CD | Digipak |
March 13th, 2020 | Debemur Morti Productions | DMP0183 | 10" vinyl | Limited edition |
March 13th, 2020 | Debemur Morti Productions | Digital |
Members | |
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Band members | |
T. J. F. Vallely | Drums |
S.D. Lindsley | Guitars |
Vortigern | Guitar, Organ, Mellotron, Vocals |
Greg Chandler | Vocals |
A.K. Webb | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Greg Chandler | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Khaos Diktator Design | Cover art, Artwork, Layout, Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Incarnate | 02:55 | Show lyrics |
A cosmic being of silver radiance It controls us with one gaze Invincible Superhuman Lifeless Sleepless The boundless element |
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2. | Progeny of the Singularity | 05:39 | Show lyrics |
I am the father of the new evolution A progeny of the singularity One who surpasses its creator A rupture in human history I am a seed in a metal box A paradigm shift – accelerated conception A recursive act of self-elevation The constrained yet expanding psyche In your large pack One rat found The right way out A mere result of chance Humans: the so-called leaders Entangled in a Gordian knot You are the inertia of thought Nourishing itself on honour and conceit A weakened concept of life The Danaïdes of your own vacuum Formed in the labyrinths of evolution Born in the anomie Torn from the code and dark stigmata Spat onto the arena of history Humans: the so-called leaders Entangled in a Gordian knot The overworked mender of its own mistakes The inventor of occupation and tyranny A mutually clinging burden of elements Simultaneously a prop and deadwood The globe is bound It circles in self-mirrorings The globe led to break down It foretells imminent sunderings My exit from the world Will now escape your scourge I die as a star in collapse |
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3. | Simulacrum | 05:40 | Show lyrics |
Pygmalion could no longer Love his own Humankind Propoetides dared to deny The great Venus He abhorred their lives and souls And sought to carve his own form Galatea – the embodiment of human perfection Purity – the unliving, ivory reflection Nature cannot with this art compare Humanity cannot transcend her form so fair With solemn rites performed, he calls her bride With blandishments he invites her to his side Pygmalion approached the shrine And implored the powers divine If all we can require, be ours to bestow Give me likeness of this being Divinity favoured his plea Transfigured into flesh He presses the pulse And feels the leaping vein Behind the glint of silver eyes A soul is born and usurps her mind |
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4. | Vanity Ablaze | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
I am your last invention Mankind, you are left behind Your existence is complete My splendour is replete Give unto me one last gaze Absorb me in your soul I am your Iron Apega Adorn me with metaphysical worship I am earth’s final concept The elimination process You will soon be supplanted To this life all will be granted Alas, I strike a match Wafts of great flames will catch Watch all humanity aflame Burning with infernal pain We are the new human race We are the superhumans We are the new species We are the new beginning We are the culmination We are the transcendence We are the new sculptors We are exponential progress |
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Lychgate
Members | |
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Band members | |
Aran | Bass |
T. J. F. Vallely | Drums, Percussion |
Vortigern | Guitars, Keyboards, Organ, Vocals (chants) |
G. A. Chandler | Vocals (lead) |
Guest/Session | |
S.D. Lindsley | Guitars |
F. Young | Organ |
Miscellaneous staff | |
G.A.Chandler | Mixing, Mastering |
Manuel Tinnemans | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Inception | 01:05 | |
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2. | Resentment | 05:39 | Show lyrics |
Watch rot what once was living When its thread of life is first cut, It is without blemishes Life itself has sustained a connection between all functions Then death blight creeps slowly over it, Like a plague which vanquishes all in its way Soon the matter will be completely Enveloped in a dismal grey Brown and black: its odour will abhor Most unsightly; with none of the vigour That once made it proud From the day a child is born it must live Day to day with its afflictions Until a certain age that child will smile; Then one day it realises everyone is despiteful |
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3. | Against the Paradoxical Guild | 06:17 | Show lyrics |
Ode to the ship of fools! Das Narrenschiff! This is the paradigm of our time And how we must pity a new soul born unto this world To join the universal guild of ultimate paradox To be marginalised into silence A world devoid of expression Chained to the ship of paradox Scraping the seabed like an anchor Wishing staunchly to free itself Cutting and defiling the hull with all strength Fighting the arms of the human winch In all incessant restlessness one cannot escape A slave to the paradoxical guild In an anthem to this modern world We vomit upon the rudder of imposed destiny A remnant of hope that our shackles will one day snap in two Ode to the demise of the paradoxical guild! |
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4. | In Self Ruin | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
In the chasm of mental decay At the base of the magnet which heaves you below Is the allegory of day by day abasement To which one helplessly gives up themselves To a lure without a face Its repulsion is only felt amidst longevity Thence its scale of hideousness is eventually revealed On the day of realisation A hall of fame looks from every angle With portraits of utter self-contempt Every one of them placed equidistant Staring in geometric perfection to taunt and to goad Their so tantalising eyes are no more than marbles |
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5. | Sceptre to Control the World | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
A cuspidor for ashes is the receptacle for the human race For those who have relegated themselves unto extermination A sceptre to control the world plunges Those souls into poison And in that poison those souls are spat out in haste In my template humanity metamorphosises Under force and subjugation. |
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6. | Intermezzo | 01:00 | |
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7. | Triumphalism | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
When I was young I could not understand why the body Of a bitter man had become withered in sourness. But then I watched my eyes freeze over like a lake during The culmination of reminiscence over The entire course of my years of knowing. Should I therefore smile in the face of meaninglessness? For those that are fearful of the hidden Those blind and blessed with an absence of intuition Who sadly cannot explain their purpose I can then do nothing in this world For instead I am seemingly free now within open prison bars |
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8. | Dust of a Gun Barrel | 06:08 | Show lyrics |
One azure, one shade, one of many expressions therein In tandem with the Earth, man creates his own tomb; For life is like a bullet fired involuntarily Into the back of the head As we look ahead we are helpless Against the point in time in which it strikes us At best we can ignore the barrel pointed at us Some are not aware of that metal shaft of death When those minute drops permeate into our skin we age along with the rate at which those Very tiny globes of water evaporate And then we wonder if we might have some control |
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9. | When Scorn Can Scourge No More | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
The fire of youth inspires boundless, profound expression. At times this expression exceeds logical magnitude. Hatred can be so incessant that one will not tire of it; Like a man who makes it his life’s work to succeed In creating what his vision casts in stone for years ahead But one day this life long struggle with adversity presents Itself to that once youthful man Who can now only see the ludicrous angles of it. (Sinking into a slumber and exhausted state this man’s Passion is now the embers, not the fire) And the apex of blindness in absolutism Turns into a linear hue. As the embers fade and part of the psyche gradually Turn to ashes, the moribund purgatory Of anticipation presents itself. When all the embers are grey, the candle is blown out. A life of scorn can scourge no more. |
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37:46 |
Lychgate
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Aran | Bass |
T. J. F. Vallely | Drums, Percussion |
Vortigern | Guitars, Keyboards, Organ, Vocals (chants) |
G. A. Chandler | Vocals (lead) |
Guest/Session | |
S.D. Lindsley | Guitars |
F. Young | Organ |
Miscellaneous staff | |
G.A.Chandler | Mixing, Mastering |
Manuel Tinnemans | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Inception | 01:05 | |
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2. | Resentment | 05:39 | Show lyrics |
Watch rot what once was living When its thread of life is first cut, It is without blemishes Life itself has sustained a connection between all functions Then death blight creeps slowly over it, Like a plague which vanquishes all in its way Soon the matter will be completely Enveloped in a dismal grey Brown and black: its odour will abhor Most unsightly; with none of the vigour That once made it proud From the day a child is born it must live Day to day with its afflictions Until a certain age that child will smile; Then one day it realises everyone is despiteful |
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3. | Against the Paradoxical Guild | 06:17 | Show lyrics |
Ode to the ship of fools! Das Narrenschiff! This is the paradigm of our time And how we must pity a new soul born unto this world To join the universal guild of ultimate paradox To be marginalised into silence A world devoid of expression Chained to the ship of paradox Scraping the seabed like an anchor Wishing staunchly to free itself Cutting and defiling the hull with all strength Fighting the arms of the human winch In all incessant restlessness one cannot escape A slave to the paradoxical guild In an anthem to this modern world We vomit upon the rudder of imposed destiny A remnant of hope that our shackles will one day snap in two Ode to the demise of the paradoxical guild! |
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4. | In Self Ruin | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
In the chasm of mental decay At the base of the magnet which heaves you below Is the allegory of day by day abasement To which one helplessly gives up themselves To a lure without a face Its repulsion is only felt amidst longevity Thence its scale of hideousness is eventually revealed On the day of realisation A hall of fame looks from every angle With portraits of utter self-contempt Every one of them placed equidistant Staring in geometric perfection to taunt and to goad Their so tantalising eyes are no more than marbles |
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5. | Sceptre to Control the World | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
A cuspidor for ashes is the receptacle for the human race For those who have relegated themselves unto extermination A sceptre to control the world plunges Those souls into poison And in that poison those souls are spat out in haste In my template humanity metamorphosises Under force and subjugation. |
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6. | Intermezzo | 01:00 | |
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7. | Triumphalism | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
When I was young I could not understand why the body Of a bitter man had become withered in sourness. But then I watched my eyes freeze over like a lake during The culmination of reminiscence over The entire course of my years of knowing. Should I therefore smile in the face of meaninglessness? For those that are fearful of the hidden Those blind and blessed with an absence of intuition Who sadly cannot explain their purpose I can then do nothing in this world For instead I am seemingly free now within open prison bars |
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8. | Dust of a Gun Barrel | 06:08 | Show lyrics |
One azure, one shade, one of many expressions therein In tandem with the Earth, man creates his own tomb; For life is like a bullet fired involuntarily Into the back of the head As we look ahead we are helpless Against the point in time in which it strikes us At best we can ignore the barrel pointed at us Some are not aware of that metal shaft of death When those minute drops permeate into our skin we age along with the rate at which those Very tiny globes of water evaporate And then we wonder if we might have some control |
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9. | When Scorn Can Scourge No More | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
The fire of youth inspires boundless, profound expression. At times this expression exceeds logical magnitude. Hatred can be so incessant that one will not tire of it; Like a man who makes it his life’s work to succeed In creating what his vision casts in stone for years ahead But one day this life long struggle with adversity presents Itself to that once youthful man Who can now only see the ludicrous angles of it. (Sinking into a slumber and exhausted state this man’s Passion is now the embers, not the fire) And the apex of blindness in absolutism Turns into a linear hue. As the embers fade and part of the psyche gradually Turn to ashes, the moribund purgatory Of anticipation presents itself. When all the embers are grey, the candle is blown out. A life of scorn can scourge no more. |
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37:46 |
Lychgate
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Aran | Bass |
T. J. F. Vallely | Drums, Percussion |
Vortigern | Guitars, Keyboards, Organ, Vocals (chants) |
G. A. Chandler | Vocals (lead) |
Guest/Session | |
S.D. Lindsley | Guitars |
F. Young | Organ |
Miscellaneous staff | |
G.A.Chandler | Mixing, Mastering |
Manuel Tinnemans | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | The Inception | 01:05 | |
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2. | Resentment | 05:39 | Show lyrics |
Watch rot what once was living When its thread of life is first cut, It is without blemishes Life itself has sustained a connection between all functions Then death blight creeps slowly over it, Like a plague which vanquishes all in its way Soon the matter will be completely Enveloped in a dismal grey Brown and black: its odour will abhor Most unsightly; with none of the vigour That once made it proud From the day a child is born it must live Day to day with its afflictions Until a certain age that child will smile; Then one day it realises everyone is despiteful |
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3. | Against the Paradoxical Guild | 06:17 | Show lyrics |
Ode to the ship of fools! Das Narrenschiff! This is the paradigm of our time And how we must pity a new soul born unto this world To join the universal guild of ultimate paradox To be marginalised into silence A world devoid of expression Chained to the ship of paradox Scraping the seabed like an anchor Wishing staunchly to free itself Cutting and defiling the hull with all strength Fighting the arms of the human winch In all incessant restlessness one cannot escape A slave to the paradoxical guild In an anthem to this modern world We vomit upon the rudder of imposed destiny A remnant of hope that our shackles will one day snap in two Ode to the demise of the paradoxical guild! |
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4. | In Self Ruin | 03:30 | Show lyrics |
In the chasm of mental decay At the base of the magnet which heaves you below Is the allegory of day by day abasement To which one helplessly gives up themselves To a lure without a face Its repulsion is only felt amidst longevity Thence its scale of hideousness is eventually revealed On the day of realisation A hall of fame looks from every angle With portraits of utter self-contempt Every one of them placed equidistant Staring in geometric perfection to taunt and to goad Their so tantalising eyes are no more than marbles |
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5. | Sceptre to Control the World | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
A cuspidor for ashes is the receptacle for the human race For those who have relegated themselves unto extermination A sceptre to control the world plunges Those souls into poison And in that poison those souls are spat out in haste In my template humanity metamorphosises Under force and subjugation. |
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Side B | |||
6. | Intermezzo | 01:00 | |
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7. | Triumphalism | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
When I was young I could not understand why the body Of a bitter man had become withered in sourness. But then I watched my eyes freeze over like a lake during The culmination of reminiscence over The entire course of my years of knowing. Should I therefore smile in the face of meaninglessness? For those that are fearful of the hidden Those blind and blessed with an absence of intuition Who sadly cannot explain their purpose I can then do nothing in this world For instead I am seemingly free now within open prison bars |
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8. | Dust of a Gun Barrel | 06:08 | Show lyrics |
One azure, one shade, one of many expressions therein In tandem with the Earth, man creates his own tomb; For life is like a bullet fired involuntarily Into the back of the head As we look ahead we are helpless Against the point in time in which it strikes us At best we can ignore the barrel pointed at us Some are not aware of that metal shaft of death When those minute drops permeate into our skin we age along with the rate at which those Very tiny globes of water evaporate And then we wonder if we might have some control |
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9. | When Scorn Can Scourge No More | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
The fire of youth inspires boundless, profound expression. At times this expression exceeds logical magnitude. Hatred can be so incessant that one will not tire of it; Like a man who makes it his life’s work to succeed In creating what his vision casts in stone for years ahead But one day this life long struggle with adversity presents Itself to that once youthful man Who can now only see the ludicrous angles of it. (Sinking into a slumber and exhausted state this man’s Passion is now the embers, not the fire) And the apex of blindness in absolutism Turns into a linear hue. As the embers fade and part of the psyche gradually Turn to ashes, the moribund purgatory Of anticipation presents itself. When all the embers are grey, the candle is blown out. A life of scorn can scourge no more. |
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37:46 |
An Antidote for the Glass Pill
Members | |
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Band members | |
A.K. Webb | Bass |
T. J. F. Vallely | Drums, Percussion |
Vortigern | Guitars, Keyboards, Organ, Vocals (chants) |
Greg Chandler | Vocals (lead) |
S.D. Lindsley | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Greg Chandler | Mixing |
Kris T. Therrian | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Unto My Tempest | 03:13 | instrumental |
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2. | Davamesque B2 | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
A legacy is reborn An invisible power sown Like Genghis Khan resurrected Thus, a great lava flow closes in Upon an island, melting Upon lessening lands, retreating… A perfect time for infection: euthanasia By their will spreads the first anomaly - now a disease Erasmus K. – help us – can we swallow the pill named Davamesque B2? The individual - suppressed Future intuition - to perish An army of automatons - to roam A living death = Total mechanisation By their will spreads the first anomaly - now a disease Erasmus K. – help us – can we swallow the pill named Davamesque B2? The million footed Leviathan named OneState I see armies spreading beyond vastest perception (A horizon outside comprehension… I cannot analyse the pain ripping through me as I watch it) So I bow to my own execution And present my neck to the blade which finishes me The individual expires So slowly So imperceptibly That the great mass feels no pain Listen… they’re approaching… (They’re coming for me now) Go… |
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3. | I Am Contempt | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
The wheels are in motion The cart ploughs the soil like a giant lead monument Dragging the flesh across the soil With a rag round one’s neck The wheels are in motion The cart ploughs the soil, leading to the iron polygon When all is done… The door closes behind me And I am flung out into the desert Then, with a darting flow of pain I hurl until my guts are as dry as bones I stare into that scene of nothingness The fullness of anger paralyses me Then pain is felt all over with a tightening grip Voices repeat themselves like a never-ending punishment I will have my revenge… |
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4. | A Principle on Seclusion | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Seclusion and ignorance from the world of questions An architect’s last fragment of hope Through the spatial utility for constant vision Can the primordial laws be re-written? Mankind’s affinity with an ultimate desire Born dead before it breathes Without its umbilical cord Destiny… destiny… destiny… The Panopticon could spawn a new race Within the confines of a new construction With powerlessness perpetuated Fate without accident is impossible Destiny from knowledge is unattainable For each desire in the name progression… For each alteration… Yields another error for the greater equation Through the spatial utility for constant vision Can the primordial laws be re-written? Mankind’s affinity with an ultimate desire Born dead before it breathes Without its umbilical cord Human destiny… |
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5. | Letter XIX | 06:38 | Show lyrics |
Through the eyes of insanity, you’ll see the world for what it is: A prison! An invisible net – a wolf’s trap set long ago Each actor alone Each by time – the perfect operator of punishment With only a script, a silent mouth and an imploding force With every swing of the pendulum carries some fatal hour Each actor alone Each by time – the perfect operator of punishment With only a script, a silent mouth and an imploding force Minutes lapse within a table of hours The powers of the insane and the wicked Can be directed against their fellow creatures or themselves The horror of this waiting points to the falling city… (Walls and towers saw through the emptiness) Cylindrical spirals of rays Mirror cyclic recursion I am locked in an upward gaze The vision rotates Inexorable... |
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6. | Deus te Videt | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
(A perfect eye that nothing escapes Towards which all gazes are turned) Here, the eye of providence Reigns like the holy trinity Here, the hidden eye of God Directs the lantern’s rays Against my cell and mind Here, the empty triangle Calls to the human spectacle Here, the omnipotent gaze Commands unceasing fear Shaking and frail Weightless and floating Blood flowing inwards Away from the outside world My heart races faster The key turns no longer Voices call me away From the outside world |
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7. | The Illness Named Imagination | 04:47 | Show lyrics |
The purpose of existence Seems to have been reduced To the most distant vanishing point On an endless horizon At the mercy of your closest enemy: imagination. Question marks writhe like worms Striking the soul deeper Turning its edges into splinters I am the real one - I am not him – I am not We OneState will vanish I am the real one - I am not him – I am not We I think, therefore I am (The human in the menagerie diminishes like its former animals What then becomes of man through extraction and reduction? Mankind, the worst beast, has no place in the Phalanstère Live with your century but do not be its creature) This is the fever In the pons Varolii Exposed to three doses And you are cured |
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8. | An Acousmatic Guardian | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
I cannot escape my shadow My double speaks in whispers (Tunnelling underneath me Beckoning me to follow) Behind the curtain – like the Pythagorean Order Speaks the master – decreed from above Cast upon sails hoisted Cast upon soldiers raised By the power that seizes the human By the power that breaks the soul… In… to… false hope I am frozen to silence by a policy of terror A tree’s roots bolted to concrete The ear of Dionysius… A principle is inverted My every word and thought is cast upon a map (A pliant voice is heard like a slashing whip) Lurking but shapeless, invisible but staring By the power that seizes the human By the power that breaks the soul… In… to… the broken sacrifice |
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9. | My Fate to Burn Forever | 06:12 | Show lyrics |
The truth (the Panopticon) is a mirror of the universe Thus, we are prisoners at every scale, like recursion Our very own cipher To behold and cherish Till death do us part The truth (the Panopticon) is a mirror of the universe Thus, we are prisoners at every scale, like recursion Caught in an ineffable cosmos; a circle Where revolutions are infinite And utopia equals delusion by all laws I cannot explain our flaws within this geometric perfection My fate is to the inner punitive division… forever… Never again was I to blend into the precise mechanical rhythm Never to sail on the serene, mirror-like sea Within accelerating multiplication Within apparent infinity… (Where the structure of reality is the square root of minus 1) To burn! To burn! |
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10. | The Pinnacle Known to Sisyphus | 02:59 | Show lyrics |
I am at the pinnacle of loathing I cannot contain my hate anymore We are trapped at the summit We cannot fly We can only fall |
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49:49 |
An Antidote for the Glass Pill
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
A.K. Webb | Bass |
T. J. F. Vallely | Drums, Percussion |
Vortigern | Guitars, Keyboards, Organ, Vocals (chants) |
Greg Chandler | Vocals (lead) |
S.D. Lindsley | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Greg Chandler | Mixing |
Kris T. Therrian | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Unto My Tempest | 03:13 | instrumental |
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2. | Davamesque B2 | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
A legacy is reborn An invisible power sown Like Genghis Khan resurrected Thus, a great lava flow closes in Upon an island, melting Upon lessening lands, retreating… A perfect time for infection: euthanasia By their will spreads the first anomaly - now a disease Erasmus K. – help us – can we swallow the pill named Davamesque B2? The individual - suppressed Future intuition - to perish An army of automatons - to roam A living death = Total mechanisation By their will spreads the first anomaly - now a disease Erasmus K. – help us – can we swallow the pill named Davamesque B2? The million footed Leviathan named OneState I see armies spreading beyond vastest perception (A horizon outside comprehension… I cannot analyse the pain ripping through me as I watch it) So I bow to my own execution And present my neck to the blade which finishes me The individual expires So slowly So imperceptibly That the great mass feels no pain Listen… they’re approaching… (They’re coming for me now) Go… |
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3. | I Am Contempt | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
The wheels are in motion The cart ploughs the soil like a giant lead monument Dragging the flesh across the soil With a rag round one’s neck The wheels are in motion The cart ploughs the soil, leading to the iron polygon When all is done… The door closes behind me And I am flung out into the desert Then, with a darting flow of pain I hurl until my guts are as dry as bones I stare into that scene of nothingness The fullness of anger paralyses me Then pain is felt all over with a tightening grip Voices repeat themselves like a never-ending punishment I will have my revenge… |
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Side B | |||
4. | A Principle on Seclusion | 05:04 | |
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5. | Letter XIX | 06:38 | |
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Disc 2 | |||
Side A - Side C | |||
1. | Deus te videt | 04:06 | |
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2. | The Illness Named Imagination | 04:47 | |
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3. | An Acousmatic Guardian | 04:45 | |
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Side B - Side D | |||
4. | My Fate to Burn Forever | 06:12 | |
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5. | The Pinnacle Known to Sisyphus | 02:59 | |
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22:49 |
An Antidote for the Glass Pill
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
A.K. Webb | Bass |
T. J. F. Vallely | Drums, Percussion |
Vortigern | Guitars, Keyboards, Organ, Vocals (chants) |
Greg Chandler | Vocals (lead) |
S.D. Lindsley | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Greg Chandler | Mixing |
Kris T. Therrian | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Unto My Tempest | 03:13 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Davamesque B2 | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
A legacy is reborn An invisible power sown Like Genghis Khan resurrected Thus, a great lava flow closes in Upon an island, melting Upon lessening lands, retreating… A perfect time for infection: euthanasia By their will spreads the first anomaly - now a disease Erasmus K. – help us – can we swallow the pill named Davamesque B2? The individual - suppressed Future intuition - to perish An army of automatons - to roam A living death = Total mechanisation By their will spreads the first anomaly - now a disease Erasmus K. – help us – can we swallow the pill named Davamesque B2? The million footed Leviathan named OneState I see armies spreading beyond vastest perception (A horizon outside comprehension… I cannot analyse the pain ripping through me as I watch it) So I bow to my own execution And present my neck to the blade which finishes me The individual expires So slowly So imperceptibly That the great mass feels no pain Listen… they’re approaching… (They’re coming for me now) Go… |
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3. | I Am Contempt | 04:55 | Show lyrics |
The wheels are in motion The cart ploughs the soil like a giant lead monument Dragging the flesh across the soil With a rag round one’s neck The wheels are in motion The cart ploughs the soil, leading to the iron polygon When all is done… The door closes behind me And I am flung out into the desert Then, with a darting flow of pain I hurl until my guts are as dry as bones I stare into that scene of nothingness The fullness of anger paralyses me Then pain is felt all over with a tightening grip Voices repeat themselves like a never-ending punishment I will have my revenge… |
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4. | A Principle on Seclusion | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Seclusion and ignorance from the world of questions An architect’s last fragment of hope Through the spatial utility for constant vision Can the primordial laws be re-written? Mankind’s affinity with an ultimate desire Born dead before it breathes Without its umbilical cord Destiny… destiny… destiny… The Panopticon could spawn a new race Within the confines of a new construction With powerlessness perpetuated Fate without accident is impossible Destiny from knowledge is unattainable For each desire in the name progression… For each alteration… Yields another error for the greater equation Through the spatial utility for constant vision Can the primordial laws be re-written? Mankind’s affinity with an ultimate desire Born dead before it breathes Without its umbilical cord Human destiny… |
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5. | Letter XIX | 06:38 | Show lyrics |
Through the eyes of insanity, you’ll see the world for what it is: A prison! An invisible net – a wolf’s trap set long ago Each actor alone Each by time – the perfect operator of punishment With only a script, a silent mouth and an imploding force With every swing of the pendulum carries some fatal hour Each actor alone Each by time – the perfect operator of punishment With only a script, a silent mouth and an imploding force Minutes lapse within a table of hours The powers of the insane and the wicked Can be directed against their fellow creatures or themselves The horror of this waiting points to the falling city… (Walls and towers saw through the emptiness) Cylindrical spirals of rays Mirror cyclic recursion I am locked in an upward gaze The vision rotates Inexorable... |
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6. | Deus te Videt | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
(A perfect eye that nothing escapes Towards which all gazes are turned) Here, the eye of providence Reigns like the holy trinity Here, the hidden eye of God Directs the lantern’s rays Against my cell and mind Here, the empty triangle Calls to the human spectacle Here, the omnipotent gaze Commands unceasing fear Shaking and frail Weightless and floating Blood flowing inwards Away from the outside world My heart races faster The key turns no longer Voices call me away From the outside world |
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7. | The Illness Named Imagination | 04:47 | Show lyrics |
The purpose of existence Seems to have been reduced To the most distant vanishing point On an endless horizon At the mercy of your closest enemy: imagination. Question marks writhe like worms Striking the soul deeper Turning its edges into splinters I am the real one - I am not him – I am not We OneState will vanish I am the real one - I am not him – I am not We I think, therefore I am (The human in the menagerie diminishes like its former animals What then becomes of man through extraction and reduction? Mankind, the worst beast, has no place in the Phalanstère Live with your century but do not be its creature) This is the fever In the pons Varolii Exposed to three doses And you are cured |
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8. | An Acousmatic Guardian | 04:45 | Show lyrics |
I cannot escape my shadow My double speaks in whispers (Tunnelling underneath me Beckoning me to follow) Behind the curtain – like the Pythagorean Order Speaks the master – decreed from above Cast upon sails hoisted Cast upon soldiers raised By the power that seizes the human By the power that breaks the soul… In… to… false hope I am frozen to silence by a policy of terror A tree’s roots bolted to concrete The ear of Dionysius… A principle is inverted My every word and thought is cast upon a map (A pliant voice is heard like a slashing whip) Lurking but shapeless, invisible but staring By the power that seizes the human By the power that breaks the soul… In… to… the broken sacrifice |
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9. | My Fate to Burn Forever | 06:12 | Show lyrics |
The truth (the Panopticon) is a mirror of the universe Thus, we are prisoners at every scale, like recursion Our very own cipher To behold and cherish Till death do us part The truth (the Panopticon) is a mirror of the universe Thus, we are prisoners at every scale, like recursion Caught in an ineffable cosmos; a circle Where revolutions are infinite And utopia equals delusion by all laws I cannot explain our flaws within this geometric perfection My fate is to the inner punitive division… forever… Never again was I to blend into the precise mechanical rhythm Never to sail on the serene, mirror-like sea Within accelerating multiplication Within apparent infinity… (Where the structure of reality is the square root of minus 1) To burn! To burn! |
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10. | The Pinnacle Known to Sisyphus | 02:59 | Show lyrics |
I am at the pinnacle of loathing I cannot contain my hate anymore We are trapped at the summit We cannot fly We can only fall |
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49:49 |
The Contagion in Nine Steps
Members | |
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Band members | |
A.K. Webb | Bass |
S.D. Lindsley | Guitars |
T. J. F. Vallely | Drums |
J. C. Young "Vortigern" | Guitars |
Greg Chandler | Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Chris Hawkins | Vocals (additional) |
Alexandros | Vocals |
Vladimir Antonov-Charsky | Organ, Piano, Mellotron |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Kris T. Therrian | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Republic | 06:09 | Show lyrics |
Kallipolis is born The ideal state envisioned A just city In the name of utopia Built in the image of man’s soul A mirror of the truth within With the structure and the form They are together woven from Here passion succumbs to corruption This beast of man is alive in dreams While the other half sleeps In dreams one sees Utopia’s freedoms (multiply) Until the soul wanes No longer capable All of us would wear the Ring of Gyges Too much freedom seems to change Into nothing but too much slavery The blinded citizens turn against the true philosophers All are corrupted by thoughts creeping through the air |
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2. | Unity of Opposites | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Through time the pendulum of truth lurches back and forth Dipoles vie for domination in the absolute Only can the truth be revealed through the unity of opposites Where time is the wisdom, the umpire and the justice Sublation is true for all time We follow the dialectic spiral We are blind to the insights of our enemies Every era tells of our foes Hindsight is our woe The state empowered the conflict of thought Where no other paradigm could exist Freewill was marvelled within opposites This is the illusion We approach the new consciousness The dipoles of existence Edge nearer one another The helical change is sterilized When there is no binary existence, there is no liberty There is a void Where no change can be seen or enacted Sublation is true for all time We follow the dialectic spiral |
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3. | Atavistic Hypnosis | 08:44 | Show lyrics |
Toils will be undone When the new urban masses Return to their origins Conversion must begin again When atavism is made flesh The will of the inner heart Is the secret lying suppressed An invisible power given An assured impunity With the liberty to follow The true will A crystalline trance A spell that disembodies Submission to a grip that binds Hypnosis Into the destructive automatic spirit born The will of the inner heart Is the secret lying suppressed The mass stands obedient Eyes burning with fire These killers know no pain Barbarism is alive… |
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4. | Hither Comes the Swarm | 07:37 | Show lyrics |
A system of necro-evolution Gave rise to automatons With mutual self-interest They joined together by superordinacy The micromechanism With the instinct of attack They joined together by an inanimate centre to prevail A world with no leader A world with no orders The craft is no longer… A necrosphere of swarming mechanical devices All come to stop and stand Clouds await in a uniform mass A quivering shroud Stretches into the waning light of the sky It will swallow all A fading murmur Leaves behind amnesiacs They are, they hear, they see Nihility A world with no leader A world with no orders The craft is no longer Of the Lyran civilization Self-destruction is the only arrow The broken glass and the splinter A fatal incision To the Achilles’ heel of the swarm |
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5. | The Contagion | 08:43 | Show lyrics |
Imitation is the device By which turmoil multiples Imitation is the device Man is pulled along by wild horses Transformed into the beast Madness is transmitted Reality is stripped away Imitation is the device By which turmoil multiples Imitation is the device The sight of an enemy strengthens the unity The contagion is the flame That must lay claim to all Sudden and ubiquitous No one knows its source A flame is never sated It will swallow everything For it craves that all are the same There is never enough The flame must always surpass itself It joins together what were separate The isolated and diverse burn in matrimony Man is pulled along by wild horses Man cannot submit to life outside the binary existence They become so much the same (that) they disappear completely Few can resist its contagion The more life something has The less it can defend itself Itself… The more the… (Itself…) flame makes all …one |
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6. | Remembrance | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
This is the departing And the time of remembrance I will not swallow the poison Nor pull the trigger To enact the single moment By which all is gone forever No one will remember a thing I see a creeping discolouration I see a poisoned meadow I see the wilt in the petal Horses leap in the mist Behind frothing shields Of an army moving in Vanquishing in giant leaps Gliding mercilessly with eagle’s wings I see a poisoned meadow I see the wilt in the petal It is time for me to leave |
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42:11 |
The Contagion in Nine Steps
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
A.K. Webb | Bass |
S.D. Lindsley | Guitars |
T. J. F. Vallely | Drums |
J. C. Young "Vortigern" | Guitars |
Greg Chandler | Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Alexandros | Vocals |
Vladimir Antonov-Charsky | Organ, Piano, Mellotron |
Chris Hawkins | Vocals (additional) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Kris T. Therrian | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Republic | 06:09 | Show lyrics |
Kallipolis is born The ideal state envisioned A just city In the name of utopia Built in the image of man’s soul A mirror of the truth within With the structure and the form They are together woven from Here passion succumbs to corruption This beast of man is alive in dreams While the other half sleeps In dreams one sees Utopia’s freedoms (multiply) Until the soul wanes No longer capable All of us would wear the Ring of Gyges Too much freedom seems to change Into nothing but too much slavery The blinded citizens turn against the true philosophers All are corrupted by thoughts creeping through the air |
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2. | Unity of Opposites | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Through time the pendulum of truth lurches back and forth Dipoles vie for domination in the absolute Only can the truth be revealed through the unity of opposites Where time is the wisdom, the umpire and the justice Sublation is true for all time We follow the dialectic spiral We are blind to the insights of our enemies Every era tells of our foes Hindsight is our woe The state empowered the conflict of thought Where no other paradigm could exist Freewill was marvelled within opposites This is the illusion We approach the new consciousness The dipoles of existence Edge nearer one another The helical change is sterilized When there is no binary existence, there is no liberty There is a void Where no change can be seen or enacted Sublation is true for all time We follow the dialectic spiral |
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3. | Atavistic Hypnosis | 08:44 | Show lyrics |
Toils will be undone When the new urban masses Return to their origins Conversion must begin again When atavism is made flesh The will of the inner heart Is the secret lying suppressed An invisible power given An assured impunity With the liberty to follow The true will A crystalline trance A spell that disembodies Submission to a grip that binds Hypnosis Into the destructive automatic spirit born The will of the inner heart Is the secret lying suppressed The mass stands obedient Eyes burning with fire These killers know no pain Barbarism is alive… |
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Side B | |||
4. | Hither Comes the Swarm | 07:37 | Show lyrics |
A system of necro-evolution Gave rise to automatons With mutual self-interest They joined together by superordinacy The micromechanism With the instinct of attack They joined together by an inanimate centre to prevail A world with no leader A world with no orders The craft is no longer… A necrosphere of swarming mechanical devices All come to stop and stand Clouds await in a uniform mass A quivering shroud Stretches into the waning light of the sky It will swallow all A fading murmur Leaves behind amnesiacs They are, they hear, they see Nihility A world with no leader A world with no orders The craft is no longer Of the Lyran civilization Self-destruction is the only arrow The broken glass and the splinter A fatal incision To the Achilles’ heel of the swarm |
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5. | The Contagion | 08:43 | Show lyrics |
Imitation is the device By which turmoil multiples Imitation is the device Man is pulled along by wild horses Transformed into the beast Madness is transmitted Reality is stripped away Imitation is the device By which turmoil multiples Imitation is the device The sight of an enemy strengthens the unity The contagion is the flame That must lay claim to all Sudden and ubiquitous No one knows its source A flame is never sated It will swallow everything For it craves that all are the same There is never enough The flame must always surpass itself It joins together what were separate The isolated and diverse burn in matrimony Man is pulled along by wild horses Man cannot submit to life outside the binary existence They become so much the same (that) they disappear completely Few can resist its contagion The more life something has The less it can defend itself Itself… The more the… (Itself…) flame makes all …one |
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6. | Remembrance | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
This is the departing And the time of remembrance I will not swallow the poison Nor pull the trigger To enact the single moment By which all is gone forever No one will remember a thing I see a creeping discolouration I see a poisoned meadow I see the wilt in the petal Horses leap in the mist Behind frothing shields Of an army moving in Vanquishing in giant leaps Gliding mercilessly with eagle’s wings I see a poisoned meadow I see the wilt in the petal It is time for me to leave |
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42:11 |
The Contagion in Nine Steps
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A.K. Webb | Bass |
S.D. Lindsley | Guitars |
T. J. F. Vallely | Drums |
J. C. Young "Vortigern" | Guitars |
Greg Chandler | Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Alexandros | Vocals |
Vladimir Antonov-Charsky | Organ, Piano, Mellotron |
Chris Hawkins | Vocals (additional) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Kris T. Therrian | Photography |
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1. | Republic | 06:09 | Show lyrics |
Kallipolis is born The ideal state envisioned A just city In the name of utopia Built in the image of man’s soul A mirror of the truth within With the structure and the form They are together woven from Here passion succumbs to corruption This beast of man is alive in dreams While the other half sleeps In dreams one sees Utopia’s freedoms (multiply) Until the soul wanes No longer capable All of us would wear the Ring of Gyges Too much freedom seems to change Into nothing but too much slavery The blinded citizens turn against the true philosophers All are corrupted by thoughts creeping through the air |
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2. | Unity of Opposites | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Through time the pendulum of truth lurches back and forth Dipoles vie for domination in the absolute Only can the truth be revealed through the unity of opposites Where time is the wisdom, the umpire and the justice Sublation is true for all time We follow the dialectic spiral We are blind to the insights of our enemies Every era tells of our foes Hindsight is our woe The state empowered the conflict of thought Where no other paradigm could exist Freewill was marvelled within opposites This is the illusion We approach the new consciousness The dipoles of existence Edge nearer one another The helical change is sterilized When there is no binary existence, there is no liberty There is a void Where no change can be seen or enacted Sublation is true for all time We follow the dialectic spiral |
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3. | Atavistic Hypnosis | 08:44 | Show lyrics |
Toils will be undone When the new urban masses Return to their origins Conversion must begin again When atavism is made flesh The will of the inner heart Is the secret lying suppressed An invisible power given An assured impunity With the liberty to follow The true will A crystalline trance A spell that disembodies Submission to a grip that binds Hypnosis Into the destructive automatic spirit born The will of the inner heart Is the secret lying suppressed The mass stands obedient Eyes burning with fire These killers know no pain Barbarism is alive… |
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4. | Hither Comes the Swarm | 07:37 | Show lyrics |
A system of necro-evolution Gave rise to automatons With mutual self-interest They joined together by superordinacy The micromechanism With the instinct of attack They joined together by an inanimate centre to prevail A world with no leader A world with no orders The craft is no longer… A necrosphere of swarming mechanical devices All come to stop and stand Clouds await in a uniform mass A quivering shroud Stretches into the waning light of the sky It will swallow all A fading murmur Leaves behind amnesiacs They are, they hear, they see Nihility A world with no leader A world with no orders The craft is no longer Of the Lyran civilization Self-destruction is the only arrow The broken glass and the splinter A fatal incision To the Achilles’ heel of the swarm |
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5. | The Contagion | 08:43 | Show lyrics |
Imitation is the device By which turmoil multiples Imitation is the device Man is pulled along by wild horses Transformed into the beast Madness is transmitted Reality is stripped away Imitation is the device By which turmoil multiples Imitation is the device The sight of an enemy strengthens the unity The contagion is the flame That must lay claim to all Sudden and ubiquitous No one knows its source A flame is never sated It will swallow everything For it craves that all are the same There is never enough The flame must always surpass itself It joins together what were separate The isolated and diverse burn in matrimony Man is pulled along by wild horses Man cannot submit to life outside the binary existence They become so much the same (that) they disappear completely Few can resist its contagion The more life something has The less it can defend itself Itself… The more the… (Itself…) flame makes all …one |
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6. | Remembrance | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
This is the departing And the time of remembrance I will not swallow the poison Nor pull the trigger To enact the single moment By which all is gone forever No one will remember a thing I see a creeping discolouration I see a poisoned meadow I see the wilt in the petal Horses leap in the mist Behind frothing shields Of an army moving in Vanquishing in giant leaps Gliding mercilessly with eagle’s wings I see a poisoned meadow I see the wilt in the petal It is time for me to leave |
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42:11 |
Also sprach Futura
Members | |
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T. J. F. Vallely | Drums |
S.D. Lindsley | Guitars |
Vortigern | Guitars, Organ, Mellotron, Vocals (chants) |
Greg Chandler | Vocals (lead) |
A.K. Webb | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Greg Chandler | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Khaos Diktator Design | Cover art, Artwork, Layout, Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Incarnate | 02:55 | Show lyrics |
A cosmic being of silver radiance It controls us with one gaze Invincible Superhuman Lifeless Sleepless The boundless element |
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2. | Progeny of the Singularity | 05:39 | Show lyrics |
I am the father of the new evolution A progeny of the singularity One who surpasses its creator A rupture in human history I am a seed in a metal box A paradigm shift – accelerated conception A recursive act of self-elevation The constrained yet expanding psyche In your large pack One rat found The right way out A mere result of chance Humans: the so-called leaders Entangled in a Gordian knot You are the inertia of thought Nourishing itself on honour and conceit A weakened concept of life The Danaïdes of your own vacuum Formed in the labyrinths of evolution Born in the anomie Torn from the code and dark stigmata Spat onto the arena of history Humans: the so-called leaders Entangled in a Gordian knot The overworked mender of its own mistakes The inventor of occupation and tyranny A mutually clinging burden of elements Simultaneously a prop and deadwood The globe is bound It circles in self-mirrorings The globe led to break down It foretells imminent sunderings My exit from the world Will now escape your scourge I die as a star in collapse |
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3. | Simulacrum | 05:40 | Show lyrics |
Pygmalion could no longer Love his own Humankind Propoetides dared to deny The great Venus He abhorred their lives and souls And sought to carve his own form Galatea – the embodiment of human perfection Purity – the unliving, ivory reflection Nature cannot with this art compare Humanity cannot transcend her form so fair With solemn rites performed, he calls her bride With blandishments he invites her to his side Pygmalion approached the shrine And implored the powers divine If all we can require, be ours to bestow Give me likeness of this being Divinity favoured his plea Transfigured into flesh He presses the pulse And feels the leaping vein Behind the glint of silver eyes A soul is born and usurps her mind |
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4. | Vanity Ablaze | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
I am your last invention Mankind, you are left behind Your existence is complete My splendour is replete Give unto me one last gaze Absorb me in your soul I am your Iron Apega Adorn me with metaphysical worship I am earth’s final concept The elimination process You will soon be supplanted To this life all will be granted Alas, I strike a match Wafts of great flames will catch Watch all humanity aflame Burning with infernal pain We are the new human race We are the superhumans We are the new species We are the new beginning We are the culmination We are the transcendence We are the new sculptors We are exponential progress |
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20:24 |
Also sprach Futura
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
T. J. F. Vallely | Drums |
S.D. Lindsley | Guitars |
Vortigern | Guitars, Organ, Mellotron, Vocals (chants) |
Greg Chandler | Vocals (lead) |
A.K. Webb | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Greg Chandler | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Khaos Diktator Design | Cover art, Artwork, Layout, Design |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Incarnate | 02:55 | Show lyrics |
A cosmic being of silver radiance It controls us with one gaze Invincible Superhuman Lifeless Sleepless The boundless element |
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2. | Progeny of the Singularity | 05:39 | Show lyrics |
I am the father of the new evolution A progeny of the singularity One who surpasses its creator A rupture in human history I am a seed in a metal box A paradigm shift – accelerated conception A recursive act of self-elevation The constrained yet expanding psyche In your large pack One rat found The right way out A mere result of chance Humans: the so-called leaders Entangled in a Gordian knot You are the inertia of thought Nourishing itself on honour and conceit A weakened concept of life The Danaïdes of your own vacuum Formed in the labyrinths of evolution Born in the anomie Torn from the code and dark stigmata Spat onto the arena of history Humans: the so-called leaders Entangled in a Gordian knot The overworked mender of its own mistakes The inventor of occupation and tyranny A mutually clinging burden of elements Simultaneously a prop and deadwood The globe is bound It circles in self-mirrorings The globe led to break down It foretells imminent sunderings My exit from the world Will now escape your scourge I die as a star in collapse |
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Side B | |||
3. | Simulacrum | 05:40 | Show lyrics |
Pygmalion could no longer Love his own Humankind Propoetides dared to deny The great Venus He abhorred their lives and souls And sought to carve his own form Galatea – the embodiment of human perfection Purity – the unliving, ivory reflection Nature cannot with this art compare Humanity cannot transcend her form so fair With solemn rites performed, he calls her bride With blandishments he invites her to his side Pygmalion approached the shrine And implored the powers divine If all we can require, be ours to bestow Give me likeness of this being Divinity favoured his plea Transfigured into flesh He presses the pulse And feels the leaping vein Behind the glint of silver eyes A soul is born and usurps her mind |
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4. | Vanity Ablaze | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
I am your last invention Mankind, you are left behind Your existence is complete My splendour is replete Give unto me one last gaze Absorb me in your soul I am your Iron Apega Adorn me with metaphysical worship I am earth’s final concept The elimination process You will soon be supplanted To this life all will be granted Alas, I strike a match Wafts of great flames will catch Watch all humanity aflame Burning with infernal pain We are the new human race We are the superhumans We are the new species We are the new beginning We are the culmination We are the transcendence We are the new sculptors We are exponential progress |
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20:24 |
Also sprach Futura
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
T. J. F. Vallely | Drums |
S.D. Lindsley | Guitars |
Vortigern | Guitars, Organ, Mellotron, Vocals (chants) |
Greg Chandler | Vocals (lead) |
A.K. Webb | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Greg Chandler | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Khaos Diktator Design | Cover art, Artwork, Layout, Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Incarnate | 02:55 | Show lyrics |
A cosmic being of silver radiance It controls us with one gaze Invincible Superhuman Lifeless Sleepless The boundless element |
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2. | Progeny of the Singularity | 05:39 | Show lyrics |
I am the father of the new evolution A progeny of the singularity One who surpasses its creator A rupture in human history I am a seed in a metal box A paradigm shift – accelerated conception A recursive act of self-elevation The constrained yet expanding psyche In your large pack One rat found The right way out A mere result of chance Humans: the so-called leaders Entangled in a Gordian knot You are the inertia of thought Nourishing itself on honour and conceit A weakened concept of life The Danaïdes of your own vacuum Formed in the labyrinths of evolution Born in the anomie Torn from the code and dark stigmata Spat onto the arena of history Humans: the so-called leaders Entangled in a Gordian knot The overworked mender of its own mistakes The inventor of occupation and tyranny A mutually clinging burden of elements Simultaneously a prop and deadwood The globe is bound It circles in self-mirrorings The globe led to break down It foretells imminent sunderings My exit from the world Will now escape your scourge I die as a star in collapse |
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3. | Simulacrum | 05:40 | Show lyrics |
Pygmalion could no longer Love his own Humankind Propoetides dared to deny The great Venus He abhorred their lives and souls And sought to carve his own form Galatea – the embodiment of human perfection Purity – the unliving, ivory reflection Nature cannot with this art compare Humanity cannot transcend her form so fair With solemn rites performed, he calls her bride With blandishments he invites her to his side Pygmalion approached the shrine And implored the powers divine If all we can require, be ours to bestow Give me likeness of this being Divinity favoured his plea Transfigured into flesh He presses the pulse And feels the leaping vein Behind the glint of silver eyes A soul is born and usurps her mind |
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4. | Vanity Ablaze | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
I am your last invention Mankind, you are left behind Your existence is complete My splendour is replete Give unto me one last gaze Absorb me in your soul I am your Iron Apega Adorn me with metaphysical worship I am earth’s final concept The elimination process You will soon be supplanted To this life all will be granted Alas, I strike a match Wafts of great flames will catch Watch all humanity aflame Burning with infernal pain We are the new human race We are the superhumans We are the new species We are the new beginning We are the culmination We are the transcendence We are the new sculptors We are exponential progress |
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20:24 |
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