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A Gaze Unending
03:53
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What is most precious, is exactly where we all belong
What is most precious to us is exactly where we all belong.
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2. |
It's Always Cold Up Here
04:34
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I am Hypocrates
The god of whom does not exist
How dare you push your thoughts on me?
As I jump at the chance to debase you entirely
I know that you’ll never know of a status infallible
I am the oracle
With judgment devoid of experience
Try and climb to me
An entrapment to fill your tattered shoes with hindsight
I bid you the very worst on your tumble back down
I dare you
Try and climb to me
An entrapment to fill your tattered shoes with hindsight
I bid you the very worst on your tumble back down
I crave you backing down
(I am the tendency to dissolve you and I)
I am of flawless retrospect
Rejecting any opposition
As it is incorrect
My place above common ground
You said it yourself
A mask to masquerade around
Unaccompanied - but won't you still need
Someone to hear you?
I am absorbing their warmth
However temporary
So specious in creed
This casuistry
My torches alight
They’re blinding your sight
I have a gaze that's unending
Misanthropocene
Where the terms are my own
I exit this world
I’ve made this trip many times before
Using you to boost myself up higher and higher
No regrets, moving on to the next
And the next down the line refuses my request
I have acquired everything
Inside I hold the blueprints
To the gears I’ll never grind
And as mortality surfaces at day’s close
It’s always, always cold up here
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3. |
Starcycle
05:11
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I can be explained by the cycle of a star
Losing energy as I evolve
Collect from my surroundings try to make sense
Children filtered down into remnants of me
Degeneracy with no resolve
Until rivers pour out of their mouths
There always will be a purpose ill-defined
As logic is based on what is known
And capable in a mind
Lights of the past, you are the nebulous
Mirroring your design
Within a blink in a sliver in time
The nature of reality - truistic nature
A merge of spirit and substance
Elliptical galaxy
The Vitruvian man - intended to carry out my potential
Yet slipping through recycled faith
Bound for delusional despair
Ill-defined
All knowledge is based on what we’ve learned
Can you design a constellation for me in time?
Ill-defined
All knowledge is based off of what we have learned
Can you design a constellation for me?
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4. |
The Myside Bias
04:51
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Building from similar words from a similar you
Persuade the man you strongly oppose
Mirrored in similar ways from a similar him
Poison takes to the sky
Where delusion dilutes and divergence devolves
Precipitates down to earth
Masking errors in judgment
Fail to see one’s own failures
It only gets worse from here
All alone ultra-dog
A prophecy self-fulfilled
Woven into modern man
Convictions set in stone born of circumstance
Deadlocks imply that brick walls talk to other brick walls
Epistemic humility
Tie me up to save me
Epidemical casualty
From their song alluring
Epistemic humility
Tie me up to save me
Epidemical casualty
From their song of tempting
Manage the irrational with the rational
Significance found amongst insignificance
Challenged in rational ways by different means
Breathe the best of both worlds
Where collection concludes and collusion confides
Rejuvenates all who seek
Mending errors in judgment
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Finding Up
08:47
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There is much to learn from the view down here
Reaching for something or someone to pave the way
That vulnerable state of simple reality
In shaping what we’ve sown
It’s redefined calling home
Overcharged and underwhelmed
Most have abandoned
Man is the purpose, they are the sign
One life away from losing our minds
Stop waiting around
Codependent; naturally growing spellbound
I desire to start again, find another way, or ways
Recalling the story of a time
When I was a little boy
I desire to start again, I’ll find a way
If only we could see as them
Reverse disintegration
Synthetic providers, virtual dividers
Recollection - a fossil fuel
Energy to never share
This we know is dying with us
Bridge the generation gap
Laying foundation by a thread of hope
Imparting sentiments of true connection
I desire to start again, find a better way, or ways
I’ll recite the story burning bright
When I was a little boy
"He who can no longer pause to wonder
And stand rapt in awe
Is as good as dead
His eyes are closed"
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Exist
07:25
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Exist right now, exist right here
Conscious of the subconscious
Craving still, everything
Flying in from the peripheral
Of where I stand unbounded in the here and now
A constant struggle to remain grounded
Erasing any evidence of conversation
Attendance is forever stuck in the Elsewhere
Known, I am disconnected from the earth
Take back to my introspective and I learn
No rite in comparison
Of influence and forging echoes
When all mystery resigns,
Who will be the judge to draw the line?
Every moment, every breath
Opens the heart of the existentialist
From time to time, these outlets, they grab me, entrap me
And this has only shown me they own me
Known, we are disconnected from the earth
Take back to our introspective and we learn...
...that what is most precious to us later on
Is exactly where we all belong
So we...
Exist right now, exist right here
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8. |
Illustration of Self
07:34
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I know I know you
Swear I’ve seen your face
Apparitions in the bottom of the hourglass
These chapters weighted down by the sands of yore
Travel back to how it used to be
Memory is the gateway
To reason with what I am today
Have to tell myself my recollection can play tricks
Only then will I ever find
I am the eyes - the transcendental
Looking inward, reaching outward, moving forward
Secure the channels reminiscent
But I mustn’t stay here
To dwell is dangerous
As I shed my skin of sleep
Travel on to how it’s meant to be
Memories are in pieces
Imperfect clones of who I am today
Are acknowledged as what they are and then reformed
Only then will I ever find, that I...
I am the eyes - the transcendental
They’ll try to take our voices
We’re traveling too fast
They’ll try to make our choices
We’re traveling too fast
They’ll try to take our voices
No we’re traveling too fast
On our way towards the sun
On our way towards life
They’ll try to make our choices
No we’re traveling too fast
Adjusted axis in a bolder direction
Just don’t think that in any instance
We are invincible
This must be insured before
We are out of control
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9. |
Ascend [Instrumental]
10:17
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