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Spiritual Vertigo

by Sonus Umbra

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1.
Kneel deep in your mind Pray for light in the darkness Tug the cold chains that bind No escape from this madness Every man's a tool Cheap corporate fuel Dead souls plead, meek and supine As the whip crack feeds on his scars Dead souls toil deep in the mine Of the human abattoir Lost, nowhere to go Stuck fast in the quagmire Costs starting to grow Lives caught in the crossfire Crushed by global rule Burnt corporate fuel Dead souls plead, meek and supine As the whip crack feeds on his scars Dead souls toil deep in the mine Of the human abattoir Every door an illusion Every promise a lie Spoken with eloquence by the men Who built the machine In poverty and confusion Millions of children will die And all we do is feed every carcass To the machine That feeds on bone machines
2.
Standing at the edge of the precipice Looking for a way to endure Feed the monstrous tube at the orifice Knowing there's no hope for a cure How could you ever believe Their pain wasn't in vain? Torn by their silent screams I'm just going insane Numb in a torrent of memories Bad case of déjà vu Headless horses leading the cavalry He could have stopped their pain But we chose to save you Clutching their remains In a haze of blue... Look into my eyes Cross the great divide Spread your wings and fly Let my inner darkness be your guide See them through my eyes Touch them with my hands Listen to their cries Help me find a way to understand Why we had to watch them waste away How could we have gone so far astray? I can't pretend that things Will ever be the same Somewhere inside I feed A gnawing, ravenous shame I can't deny I bet against them In your game I can't deny I wish I had someone I could blame For my fall... For every dream That ever lingered out of reach For every thought Of djinni bottles lost in the beach For every stain That all those tears could never bleach For every lesson Those two wasted lives had to teach But I'm falling, thinking Of thinking of you Every rule we made we have broken Most of what we shared has been lost Every word that we've ever spoken Twisted by betrayal of trust How could I ever think We would live through the crash, When everything we've known Has been lost in a flash? Lost, like our nation of two Torn by civil war Looking for the road we once knew To lead us back to the time and place We shared before When we were just a nation of two Bound by warmth in the cold Drunken on a magical brew Old children chasing rainbows Looking for gold A fool's Arcadia we were sold Two young fools...
3.
Frail soul in a shroud of flame Fear grows with every step he takes Waiting for someone to call his name Gasping for air inside a pit of snakes All alone, eyes of stone In silent protest He will not rest Until you set him free From this world of hatred Free from a world where injustice is king And the pale, sly serpents Snap and coil and hiss Promise joy and bliss Open wide and get your Judas kiss He's the sincere assassin He is a fury, forsaken and reborn As a human time bomb Hidden in plain view Just like me and you Broken halo battered black and blue Bound by the chains Of hope and despair His mortal remains Float through the air No secret plan No second sight Only a man Of anger and light No crown of thorns No reasons why Naked and torn You'll make him die "Price you pay When you play!" Drowning in a tangled heap Too bad, he got in way too deep Crossing the rivers where angels weep A frail soul, laid to sleep.
4.
Fascinoma 07:10
5.
Self-Erosion 06:03
Something inside me lies broken Injured, it hides away Lines are drawn to isolate the pain Keep all the wolves at bay Howling with hateful derision Lost in the dark I fear their cries How can I flee from this prison Shackled by my own vice? Crippled inside by self-erosion I have thrown my life away All that remains is sound and motion But I can't find the words I need to say; The notes I need to play To help you lay me to rest Buried with the dreams of yesterday Wounded by each passing hour I wait for the killing blow Keeping silent vigil in the dark Kissed by the falling snow Making me tremble and shiver Watching the trail of every breath Eddie past flakes that deliver The icy chill of death Crippled inside by self-erosion I have thrown my life away All that remains is sound and motion But I can't find the words I need to say; The notes I need to play To help you lay me to rest Buried with the dreams of yesterday Born of lower caste Not even gods may change the past I climbed the mast Reaching for the stars But I hit the ground fast Deaf iconoclast Nowhere to run, the die is cast Shock wave blast Tearing through the bubble Of a lie that couldn't last
6.
Four year cycle begins Big surprise, and idiot wins! Tax cuts go a long way To obscure their sins, yeah! New agenda is clear Watch your liberties disappear Sold by rich old men Who grow fat on your fear So sure Amnesia will cure The poisoned facts; Make then pure Amnesia will help you feel secure... Better dead than read Die-hard bigotry fills your head 19th Century Fox Helps the virus spread So sure Amnesia will cure The poisoned facts; Make then pure Amnesia will help you feel secure... It's the same old song And the notes are wrong Sung by Uncle Sam And he don't give a damn Gaze into the embers Sift through the ash of the free Find your spark and remember: Smoke their pipe Smile and shake hands Turn and snipe Steal all their lands Bring them disease and betrayal Rye suicide This nation's erected upon genocide This "great democracy" Reeks of death and hypocrisy Built on broken backs and slavery, BOY! So stand proud! Amnesia will cure The poisoned facts; Make then pure Amnesia will help you feel secure... It's the same old song And the notes are wrong Sung by Uncle Sam And he don't give a damn
7.
Children of the tribes, Do you sleep at night? How could you forget The centuries of plight? Victims of blind hate Fear and persecution Do you really have So little shame? Now the tide has turned You deal the same Fascist game. You're so good with words, Throw them left and right: "Vengeance; Holocaust; Now's our turn to fight!" All six million lost Pearls thrown to the swine Nothing but a waste of human life When you feed the hate in Palestine Can you draw the line? Recognize the vicious circle? See your naked self in Palestine? Can you draw the line in Palestine?
8.
Timequake 05:31
Timequake deep in the dead of night Free will chained at dawn Daybreak; second hand crimson light Painting circles around the sun Time skipped a beat The past plays old refrains Blue and bittersweet We will suffer the pain Again and again... Timequake deep on the dead of night Vision turning red Taurus thrown in a ring to fight Blindly charging the past ahead Time tipped the scale Age made me conform Will to fight is frail Cast away in the storm Inertia is strong... My time has passed Lost with ashes at my feet Deceived, and now All those dreams taste bittersweet Can't you see? Life is just a dumb re-run In circles we orbit the sun All this pain We have suffered in vain While God had his fun Timequake at the eleventh hour Free will, free to go We don't follow it down the tower Bound by spiritual vertigo Frightened we grope, Afraid to stand up and choose: Asphyxia or hope Feel the tug of the noose Just climb up the rope Climb, monkey, climb! Climb, monkey, climb! Climb! Abandon all hope As you grope Up the rope
9.
Looking up through the water Sinking down in the gutter Drowning deep in the comfort Of my dreams Lost the compass of reason Victim of my own treason Water swallows the panic Of my screams In too deep Walls too steep No way to break free From the gilded cage of fantasy Dreaming... Made a pact with the reaper The coma keeps getting deeper Think I'm well on my way To Xanadu The wine is turning sour The clock is ticking the hour The time is here But I don't know what to do In too deep Walls too steep No way to break free From the gilded cage of fantasy Lost in denial Lies wryly spoken Echo my calls Downward spiral Everything's broken No way to break this fall Don't give me your bullshit Dime store therapy Spare me your crap And your "sympathy" I'll dream my pain away (Let me rust in my sleep) Sleep the pain away (Rust in my sleep) Sleep the pain away...
10.
The chemicals swarm to dance The blueprint of man Keeping step with the bleak Natural plan Evicting us out of the womb Doing our time Making us think we'll be able To reach the sublime But we are just glorified molten clay That can breathe and can laugh and can play We're just DNA A chance array Of stardust gone astray And we'll fade away Gone! When our clay returns to clay... Snake God, giver of life Makes mud rise from the mud Double helical knife Kills the weak among the flood Brand new form? Trim the mud! Acid storms Brew strong blood Rivers where hatred will spawn Breeds that kill those who oppose them Blood that will feed upon blood On the canvas of life Sodden with strife The brushwork is deft and sure Sharp, lethal and pure Every stroke helps you learn Feed the chemical burn Beautiful maladies Grow inside you and me... We're only clay Soft, lonely clay Snakes at the foot of the ladder Poisoned our minds Making us climb up the rungs Deaf, dumb and blind Acrobats dancing on tightropes Braced for the fall But all we have Is the illusion of control One bad throw And down, down you go! It's only a game And the rules are plain: You make a bad throw And down you go! So play without shame Roll the bones in vain We're moths Lured towards the flame That burns our hearts When they yearn We reach for the sky Looking for signs That we are part Of the grand, master design NO DICE! The darkness of heaven Is deaf to our cries We are the eyes of the universe Raised from the loan and silt Living is dying, there's no reverse On engines chaos built
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Bonus 00:06

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released January 27, 2004

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We are a progressive rock band: currently geographically dispersed between Chicago and Abu Dhabi, but established in Mexico City, back in the 20th century. If you want to hear shadows made of sound, we invite you to join us, take the great fall inwards and listen. ... more

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