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Intro
00:40
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2. |
Mantra
05:42
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My deprivation is only subjective generally speaking
Sensations merge in a memories vortex, I don't know my feelings
Speculations about your subject
Packing and leaving
Destination is always there waiting for recognition
Stimulations
Let all go
Burnt creations
I'm not sure
They ignore me
They don't know
I feel empty
but I am pure
Stomach aching inside and I'm hating your life
lazy and selfish
I am burning inside but I'm staying alive
stronger and stronger
I'm not going to stop, I'm not going to die
I will live forever
I am all that I've done, I am all that I think
and you are nothing
Mating with the darkness there is something I can't see
Anything I've ever wanted is not something that I need
Falling into darkness there is something I can't take
The universe is expanding, but I am still the same
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Taking On
05:17
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Consciousness arising some kind of peaceful control of everything in this room
I need some clean air to get rid of this putrid feeling
Room is getting smaller everytime I need to breath
Sharp needles and shiny blades are slowly stuck into my skin
Our life has been stolen since the great shadow came here to deceptively take care of our lurid time; my mind vortically recovers pieces of my past;
I need to see the future but it is not clear at all
I need to see the future but it is not clear at all
My aching stomach presages an imminent danger coming from that flickering corner, nearby that red window. I need something to restore my original eyesight that is now blurred and twisted
Water gets down my throat like a black pitch river
No, don't touch me, you little horror, contorted face of doom!
Is taking on
Is taking on me
Now, you are, clean path, get ready to step beside my lost lifeline, measure the wall, the mirror is watching that rancid skin pile of yours getting out of those fissures
My eyes crawl down beneath my bones;
control over feelings, control overflow
It's time to get lost, it's time to get fine,
while chirping bugs crawl all over me...
Show me your goal
Show me your path
Show me your soul
Show me your death
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What Is Real
05:11
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Just calm down, slow down, breathe in fresh air
'cause you can't get anything around this time
Start again, wash it
Automatic thoughts crawl all over your perfect mind,
crawl all over your sensitive skin
Anything you've ever believed in,
anything you thought to be true
is bending under your perception of space
Strict logical consequences lose themselves
in fractal images that rotate
behind your closed eyes
Since my mind went through time to explore those fields
I don't grasp the reality, 'cause nothing is real
I don't know what the truth is like
In this parallel universe you're getting through
mind patterns that you'll want to understand
Control your own feelings, control your mind,
objectivity of space is only something
we have been taught
Everyone is changing the world,
any action accomplished
any single thought is definitely going to change the world
Just because we're used to something,
that doesn't meaz that anything different couldn't be equally real
Since my mind went through time to explore those fields
I don't grasp the reality, 'cause nothing is real
I don't know what the truth is like
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Rotor
04:29
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Controlled
Fireworks
Bleeding
Masks
Close
Disciple
Expanding
certainties are wrong
Rotating
Floating
Clattering
Steel
And if your soul is broken
I promise l'll repair
Please tell me what is wrong
my workshop will serve you well
You'll be good as new
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6. |
He's Coming
04:45
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I am still waiting, waiting
for darkness to come again
I am still crying on my little piece of floor
Control my feelings
Blood is on the floor
Getting on
Getting on
In this modal sex getting on
Slow down, slow down
Here I am standing, sure to be stronger now
Slow down
Nobody's so fast to make me fall down
You should not be so fast to make me fall down
Here I am naked, naked
Hiding as you walk away
I think I am stronger stronger
I am stronger now
Looking at heaven through the ceiling
Laying down and never getting up
Spaces spaces blank spaces I'm staring into
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Lay down
Just think about the consequences
of your actions
Drill your brain with
Something your body hates
Satisfaction
You were my friend
Come over me
Help me to stand
Set me free
Calm down, relax
Open some window
Step into this wondrous place called mind
Grey smell of dullness
You were my friend
Come over me
Help me to stand
Set me free
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I don't like you
I really don't
Surely you see
The disgust as I turn away
My muscles tighten
My belly hardens
As you invade
Back pressed in the clutch
Cry out
Tears sliding down my soul
Red hot
Deep inside
A groan
A grunt
All done
You pass me a tissue
Don't say a word
It's burning
Sore and bruised
I shift
I wiggle
Swallow the pain
My skin itches
Long to be clean
You never even said please
Others shake their heads
Give me a long hard stare
They don't care
The disgust crawls across their face
As I turn up in your car
Push me
Shove me into the back seat
Another man
More hands
Everywhere
Clutch my bottle
Hold it close
Seek comfort
From the smooth cold glass.
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9. |
Flux
06:15
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La mente si sgretola in onde nere, che formano un caleidoscopico imbuto di cristalline e intangibili forme dinamiche di liquido nerastro, che fuoriesce e si dissolve nel tetro e malsano aere logoro e decadente.
The mind crumbles into black waves forming a kaleidoscopic funnel of crystalline and intangible forms...
Lasciato in una gabbia di meticolosi garbugli logici che si districano intuitivamente per procedere poi inarrestabili verso una percezione più elaborata della struttura della realtà...
Non appena una parte del codice sorgente viene compreso, la mente passa a un livello successivo di trascendenza, avvicinandosi sempre più a un quasi divino livello di comprensione della matrice originaria.
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10. |
Nunki
05:50
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I'm still here
Caressing your soft skin
You feel safe
While you're sleeping in my arms
Warm and beautiful
You can be sure
I will protect you
And you feel I'll be there for you
And you see I am proud of you
And you know I rely on you
And you know I would die for you
Gently
You're hugging me
You look at me
We merge in a stare
We dream a world where
We could live happy forever
We dream a future Made of magic and poetry
We dream a life that is free
So let's be happy, let's be magic, let's be free now
And you feel I'll be there for you
And you see I am proud of you
And you know I rely on you
And you know I would die for you
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11. |
Spinal
06:22
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I'll make it clear
You need to understand
You don't be a great issue
Feelings are something you don't get
Social conventions are something you can't set
Life is good, just learn how to live
Don't be afraid, I'll teach you how to breath
You'll be fine, just follow the path you feel
It's not your problem, it's not your fault
You're an incredible human being
You hate sensations,
you think they are some kind of weakness
to control to suppress to bring yourself to death without them
Your rationality, your uniqueness
are your double edged weapons
Underrated denigrated frustrated
Now get up and bring yourself to stage
Stop hurting you are beautiful as you are
Stand up let others see what you are made of
I can already hear the applause to your light,
That's a standing ovation
Life is good, just learn how to live
Don't be afraid, I'll teach you how to breath
You'll be fine, just follow the path you feel
It's not your problem, it's not your fault
You're an incredible human being
Oh let me die
Let me die
Oh please won't you let me die
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Niccolò Rovelli Italy
Italian eclectic songwriter and alternative eletronic music composer.
Providing various kinds of electronic music, from downtempo and ambient, to industrial.
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