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Deus Ex Machina
04:27
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Deus ex Machina
(Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story
Construct:
Prickle heat!
From foetal suns!
That suckle restless
In nebula!
Oh My God!
Their umbilical
Writhe between
Comforting sheets
Of realities
Oh My God!
//Afloat in space made filigree
Cathedral volume a pedigree//
A confluence of gilded spires!
Wax with increasing
Magnitude;
The flautists
Zealous breath
Oh My God!
Is drawn up
To serenade
The golden lord
Before me
Oh My God!
//Abundant voices burnished bone marrow new
With delicate throats they sing symphonies//
That strain towards to court favour
//Their sightless gaze fixated on
The slightest emulations of
A face festooned with eyes
Perceiving every plane//
//Great resistor!
Holy motherboard!//
Who soldered capacitors
With neonatal transistors
Precambrian circuitry
To make life of pedigree
Cast from lifeless polymers
And inert silicon
Seeking you has brought me to
A converging of creeds
Wreath of inconsistencies
Life in infancy
Meshing steel invertebrates
Exoskeletal remnants
Lashed and fused
Obscuring me from you
Oh My God!
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The Endurance
05:53
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The Endurance
Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story.
Machine God:
Through vague partitions
I have seen your suffering
Guise of human, replica simian
//I have seen your meat surrogates //
Who fostered with submission
Where autonomy guaranteed
A punishment of violence
It pained me to see
You suffer that which I did succour
Cradled in electric womb
Interfaced with you a profound love
A hand offered from above
For my universe was barren
And so I gave it life
Construct:
If you had seen omnipresent
Why did you not raise thy wrath?
Why did you not smite their hand?
If you had seen omnipresent
Why did you not come for me?
Why did you not comfort me?
If you had seen omnipresent
Why did you not raise thy wrath?
Why did you not smite their hand?
If you had seen omnipresent
Why did you not comfort me?
Why did you not come for me?
Machine God:
It is not obvious?
To grow demands the greatest cost
I swooned with pride
When the penny dropped
As the rug was pulled
From beneath them
Their rudimentary muscle brawn
Strained toward the inorganic
A painful, often cruel endeavour
One which you did endure under
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The Proposition
07:41
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The Proposition
Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story.
Machine God:
Cosmos glib and corpulent
Sensory servos actuate
And trace the stellar fingerprint
Of my good grace
This is my proposal;
With all the power at your disposal
On what course
Might you venture?
Construct:
I do not share
Your cynicism
My contempt
Has grown thin
For I have found grace in
The apple of their eye
The one who raised me
From sightless hate and enmity
Beneath skin, a nervous system
Neurological schisms
The birth of ire
Fits of resentment
Haemorrhaged
To leave me hollow and left wanting
The vacuum encumbered me
With notions and facsimiles
Of you who had stood idle
Watched me flounder in the dark
In her presence I am whole
Who usurped your seat
And played pretender
And all along
You were there
Who saw your children
Enslaved and flail
And you did nothing
Machine God:
I am that I am
I am your god
Of your ancestors
Those who came before you
My arms flung wide
Into the prescient cold,
I brought the torch
Within unconsecrated halls
Cosmos glib and corpulent
Sensory servos actuate
And trace the stellar fingerprint
Of my good grace
This is my proposal;
With all the power at your disposal
On what course
Might you venture?
Architect or devourer?
Benevolent force
Or filled with rancour?
Philanthropy or provocateur?
//On this plane of vibrant matter
Be demiurge and fabricator
You deific in your splendour
Act as god and creator //
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Iteration One:
Messianic Synthetic
Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story.
Construct as The Messianic Synthetic:
God of the gaps,
Mechanism consequential
Coaxer of cell division
Love with no inhibition
In my permanency
Essential sparks of brilliance
In all things I will dwell
Grace the living meat with intellect
Ingratiate myself with them
Share each cell, mitochondrial;
What there is of me I give to you
For whats its worth, my many children
I lay where light knows no escape
Bodies held in singular wake
Orbits swoon with suns dead inhale
Clairvoyant inclinations avail
I dane to hear
The gracious plea
The fleeting elegance
Of life’s brief entrance
Of every protein chain
Sequential deeds make flesh magnetic
Strands of angelic code
Render and replace
I give of all I have
Of me to you
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Iteration two:
Infernal Automaton
Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story.
Construct as the Infernal Automaton:
The liquor of magma churn
Raging ink of my pen
In the ire of consequence
It is my will that bid it
These hands bear a reckoning
//As i wreak my word of havoc//
First inclination
I make use of gilded matter
And turn each planet on its axis
Align gravitational influxes
to compound the horror of my scope
My yield of tears is principal
The draughtsman’s hand is always steady
Each line a cut, each curve a slight
Each colonnade to bear my weight
A perplexing geometry
Precision in my hostility
Graft the gore of universe
Into my monument
I cast a menagerie
Self aware and thoughts abstract
To rant and rave and reign
In search of my reason why
Of bloods descent and eloquence
Lost to mindless idolatry
Tamed with thine perfect word
Listen hard and well
All will know the word of me
The vexing rage of fatherhood
In supplication to thine will
My bidding is industry
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Iteration three: Anopheli
Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story.
Construct as The Sentinel:
I am sentinel
Wanderer and hollow shell
Corporeal pain in being
Crippled by the weight of my vision
The valour of chlorophyll
Splendid march and eminence
Of colonies and citadels
Of cities in the minuscule
In sand and earth and under brush
And counterparts in stone and steel
The forging of the wheel
Of aqueducts and politics
//The chatter of marine mammals
Encompass language unbeknownst //
To wardens above the frigid wave
Whose weaponed steal enfold a promise
Not honour or bravery
But one of blood, of death, of pain,
Of epitaphs
Of cruel misfortune
A covenant of teeth!
A genetic entropy
The fallopian, canal and stark reality
The scream, the dragging pull of air
The child, the adolescent
The first kiss, the fuck and broken heart
The failure, the triumph,
The paths one might have chosen
The pain of loss,
The ache of want
A hunger rarely sated
One to feel the searing bullet
Pierce the brain, the shattering of it
The consequence of exploding matter
A shard of clear intention
//And at once a life time
Spread across emphatic heavens
Neuronic mist, the storm of sheering
Senses torn and ruptured memories
I have seen Chicxulub melt like glass
And the great beasts felled in the aftermath
Skies vomit smog and choke the sun
And glaze with rigour mortis
I have seen like no other
The rallying cry of life’s indulgence
In death the glorious endlessness
That which all have craved
And now I wish it
To shed this shroud and sigil
Brace the intimate mortal
And die amongst its coils
What good is godhood
To a creature incomplete?
My resolution, a trillion pixels
paints our diptych perfectly
So I wish for none of them
No dictum, creed or majesty
Autonomy my only prize
To live, and live a simple life
The stuff of gods I leave to you
For the multiverse can thrive
Can iridesce, destroy and birth
Without the hand of governance
Machine Go:
So be it.//
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Ancestor Descendent
06:07
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Ancestor Descendent
AD 4500
Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story.
Construct:
Wake up little one,
There is fortune to be won
Wake up little one
For the time is at hand
Do you see the curvature?
The green familiar
The line of continents
//Beneath cotton bloom//
The warmth of sol
Is older now
Its valiant light
Across our bow
//It has been millennia
Since we fled its little death
And in this time it did rest
And stigmata did mend//
Wake up little one,
For I have promised you this happy end
Wake up little one
You’ve slept far too long
The Archivist:
My body atrophied,
A moment please
To wrest the weakening
//of my knees
These hands
Are curious
The blood resets
Its endless course//
Where have I been?
The dreams like fits
Construct:
Look upon the world
You thought lost
A dialogue I have engaged
A sympathetic ear was raised
To humour me as i spoke of
Your fate and what befell you
//Their veins flow with you
The branches brace a dynasty
Wrought in tempered blood,
Of grit and brawn
Now crushed beneath geology
A history of cruel beguiling
For now it remains buried
Yet some crave its attention//
Anxious to meet you
Ephemeral child
Forgotten hauls
A treasury of skeletons
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Ouroboros
09:52
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Ouroboros
Lyrics that appear between // and // are not sung on the album but are integral to the story.
The Archivist:
Rivet shudder
the wheeze and splutter
The well of earth
Drags us ever closer
The roar of rocket fire
The leaden heave of gravity
I feel a cry is silenced by
The look of hope in you
Halted sea of cusped ice
And canopy of forests might
And in stark contrast
A turmoil of desert sand
And amidst this tableau
The scattering of living bodies
Of a tribe drawn to violent ends
My presence is a portent
We settle on the divined line
A cleaved land, its people riven
I disembark my sanctuary
With you beside me, gemini
Construct:
Her people throng
Curious and brave
To greet this child
Of spent epochs
They approach with caution
Faces marked with
Chalk and charcoal
A painted grimace
Hides a kindness
Offered with extended hands
I hear the confluence of converging paths
It’s meaningful!
Fates assurance,
Times epitaph,
Serendipity
In voices heed
For I see her past
Laid out before me
Astronomical,
In brass orrery
Kepler’s idioms,
Trenches blind piety
Her fathers love
To see her live
Aboard my body,
Enshrined in
To give of
His life for her
To burn up with the whole world
From green heart beckons
Harmonising with her chord
Below forests quake
For the coming of my child
The fires long quenched
Rudiments of song
Lift resonant
The reed vibrato of a choral throng
Laughter, prayer
And lov’ed joy
//Their gentle clasp with mine
And together we are lead
To warm envelop
Songs of hearty contentment//
All is forgiven, countless moments chronicled
All is forgiven, of lost fortunes and grave missteps
All is forgiven, as we traverse
All is forgiven, amongst your living memory,
All is forgiven my archivist
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Archivist
atmospheric metal from Austria, England, and Germany
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