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NEURAXIS LYRICS
"Imagery" (1997)
1. Intro
2. A Temporal Calamity
3. Oscilliated to Intelligence
4. Cyberwar
5. Inquisition on Mortality
6. Lid to Your Soul
7. Reasons of Being
8. Atmospheric Holocaust
9. Psycho-Waves
10. A Drift...
11. Driftwood
12. The Drop
1. Intro
2. A Temporal Calamity
Quantum physicists
Works on theories
Time translocation
Destroying eons
Past, present, future
Era's coincide
Technological advances
Now our demise
The unbridled rage of (in)human nature
Will ring out for all eternity
The sheer audacity of this crime
Will ring out for all eternity
KNOWLEDGE- A quest that plunges us deeper
POWER- The unquenched thirst that's never satisfied
PARADOX- Absurdity, a two-headed scape goat
DEVASTATE- Annihilation of wich no one shall know the out come
A silent whisper tells the story
A desolate landscape stands remorseless
Take a step forward, then take two back
Another brillant victory in the name of
technology
Pandora's box has been unleashed
The spilt second decline of man (un)kind
Mass genocide of the time/space continuum
Extreme consequences of our paradise lost
3. Oscilliated to Intelligence
Victimized in silence on wavy spells
Affects and vibrates all brains cells
Optimising the mind to new thrills
Shivering frequences gives the skill
Exposed to this unpredictable force
Imposed stress on the cell's course
Vulnerable adenomas processes...activated
Stranges results from vitals...detected
Magnetism is a form of frequency that oppresses
every life form in trade of degeneration
Upgrade the stimulation in a positive manner
to oscilliate the mind into progression
Calibrate ideas and thoughts
with fully operational controls
Complete the sarcastic evolution
of the puzzled brains tools
The key to boost intelligence is the way
to conquer the unknown intercellular sectors
Demystified territories based on, sensorial
telekinesic views and virtual mind warp
Hack the brain, a scientist's dream
Manipulate the memory density capacity
Rating upper levels, makes the game extreme
A joy of madness chanting insanity
Consider that we're not yet there
but our imagination is...
Rememberance of a logical explanation
to questioning our existence
4. Cyberwar
Animated, sequantisised and computerized
through a blinding winds of avidity
Synthetised, robotized and dehumanized
hybriding flesh with technology
Relapse of a lecherous humanity
Contemptuous cupidity
Rigor sustains charity
mass degradation almost completed
Eulogized, neurologised...ascetisised
a world emaciated by malevolence
Materialised, idealised...monopolised
violate greed and senses
Unto the surviving humanity
...the final epitaph
Caustic depression of avidity
the cyberwar is coming
Countdown to imminent annihilation
Effluvium of cupidity
Dreary hopes of emptiness
cyberwar is the answer
5. Inquisition on Mortality
Sadness fills this empty void
Feeling bitter for this loss
Depression fills the vacant slot
I know that you are gone
Could this have been averted?
Death- intricate beyond compare
Why is it so hard to accept?
I can't believe your gone
Ascended into heaven?
Where are you know?
Your soul will remain immortal
In our hearts, you'll never die!
I ponder daily
Why did you have to die?
So much shit walks the earth
Why did you have to die?
Do you look over us from time to time?
What was the justification?
Your mortal body was massacred
Your celestrial body will reign
Was death your purpose in life?
6. Lid to Your Soul
Malevolent creature of hatred
One that feeds on emotions
Psychologically unsound and very unstable
Bent on destruction of integreity
Tell him what he wants to hear
He'll twist it to his advantage
Victims are left susceptible to...
Further remorseless attacks, from these vulgar
preying parasites
Delirium caused paranoia
Scars never healing
Malignant moral cancer,
Societies standards- Die
Hopes and dreams
Smashed and destroyed
Fault and fears
Used as weapons
Malignant moral cancer,
Societies standards- Die
Hopes and dreams
Burnt and charred
Fault and fears
Withering self-esteem
Fade- now a shell of your former self
Derogatory comments leave you empty
Insecure- Self-conscious of appearance
Cunning- Attacking insecurities
Subconscious- Forever in denial
Lost- All faith and hope
7. Reasons of Being
Fucked for life
Consequencial events
Father just abused me
Mother you never loved me!
I abhore the very thoughts of my parents
I've often questioned the reasons of my being
Why was I brought into existence
Shackled down never to be
I abhore the very thought of my parents
I've often questioned the reason of my being
Shackled down never to be
Maybe then I'll set myself free
8. Atmospheric Holocaust
9. Psycho-Waves
Realm of mental connections
Psychics sense open horizons
Psychological emanation
Soul traveling...Mind warping
Thought releasing...Psycho-Waves
Pondering my dementia
Talking about critisism and technical perfection
Nothing compares to neurotical activities
Sensorial compilation and thought interactions
Bring me virtual emotional perturbances
Things seem to change, but turn out to be the same
Like an enigmatic stone, drawing circles in a pond
Eternal? Immortal?
Atmospheric holocaust
Denigrating paradox
Dimension of self entity
Welcome paranoia in deity
Realm of mental connections
Psychic senses open horizons
Psychological emanation
Soul traveling...Mind warping
Thought releasing...Psycho-Waves
10. A Drift...
11. Driftwood
Welcome to my oxymoronic world of pain
A world where truth and lies are for the insane
Like driftwood on the shores of my foggy life
I've drifted not knowing truly who or what I am
I find refuge in things of other irrelevance
For in the darkest dept of my volatile mind
Everything is clearer and more beautiful than a sunny day
Ponder and ponder, dable in my dementia
Equate and balance theories that never were
And I ponder and ponder my loquent animisity
The two halfs now become one, everything makes sense
But I am sill confined, I must acomplish my task
My companions aid me and tell me what to do
I now know what I must do (I do too)
I lash out declaring war and vengance
The driftwood is now engulfed by a raging sea
Everything now swallowed by black
Serity calms my rage
My head filled with inexplicable knowledge
A fragrance of mountain air now polinates my vibrant senses
I ponder and ponder my perhaps next subjugating attack
For in the realm of madness everything is relative
In solitude I will remain for ever more
12. The Drop
Medieval torture
Psychological trauma
Strapped down
Drill through my head
Kill me soflty
While I agonisingly die
Ironically dying
By the very substance
That keeps me alive
Slowly dying
Drop by Drop
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