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Don't budge
Turn it over
Flip the stone
Expose the bugs beneath
Watch the Cockroaches Turn their heads and Flash their teeth
Beneath the soil
Consume the mud
Rise an army from the dirt
March in the cold
Warriors of justice
March to unpack their load
They'll wave your flag but not for you
Unshaken
Lost and Disillusioned
Cruel and Vile
Primitive and Loyal
You'll see
Your thoughts are not your own
The hivemind will carve them to fit their mold
With speed the wasps consume the wood
Make a nest in your neighborhood
March in the cold
Warriors of justice
Rise and unpack their load
They'll wave your flag but not for you
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2. |
On The Verge
05:23
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A man stands hiding a large machine
His hand is stuck, you can see it in the way he tries to fight his own pose
The verge is close
The body's in vacancy, The last part of his decency struggles to regain control
It's taking its toll
The next few seconds will
Determine the nature and colour of his legacy
The Last Straw to break the
Back of the camel is being clutched and tucked away
Taking the blow once more creating an itch - you're withering
(Wet rug - accumulating grit in on your record spiraling out of touch)
Scratching, infecting, the rash on your skin - it's creeping
(Blank stare - concealing within all the recent you feel inside)
Talk to me please! Tell me about all of the burns you always hide
Is it hard to keep lying?
How many times? Have you barely been able to keep your wrath at bay?
Lost your way without saying
A slip of a nerve was all it took for our Circumstances to be turning upside down, her face disfigured in the carpet
Regret swells up and your desperation reveals itself, for the first seconds in a while you spoke your mind
Now you're scared of the marks you made - do you think that there are those
Who can look at you once and shake your hand and see what you've been doing?
The sweat runs down your side
You're open wide
The moment's passed and the blow is dealt
You crossed a threshold steep enough separate the world from your burdens
It'll never return
The stains on the living room floor
Speaks of a mind lost once and for all
Pushing far beyond the limit and speeding away past the point of no return
Taking the blow once more - scratching the plates that covers the
(Wet rug - accumulating grit in on your record spiraling out of touch)
Basement in which it lurks - does she deserve it?
(Blank stare - concealing within all the recent you feel inside)
How do you feel? Lost and disposed as your rage converts to fear
Is your eyesight clearer?
When did you turn?
Deranged to the point where your mother won't meet your gaze?
Don't say it's just a phase
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Coming up the staircase
A face I know
Graceful otherness
Takes my place to save face
Shields me from the shame
Holds up my head and sprains my back
Moves me forth and upwards
Take away the shivers
Cut me off
Shield me from these stains of filth
Take away the things I feel
Keep me dry
Hide me till no one's there
A firm hand shake
A smirk to kill
A work done well to back it up
I wonder, could he see me?
They say that you can feel
A tremor as your senses don't match
The presence of the other
Take away the shivers
Cut me off
Shield me from these stains of filth
Take away the things I feel
Keep me dry
Hide me till no one's there
In between the Acts I play
As my senses set in
A feeling creeps up - reminding me
I pull through but I am stuck within
The static ache, this clattering
That I alone hear
Amplified by obscurity
Only dims when you're near
Resting
All within
Feeling the pulse change
Never
Hold
Not even Breathing
Or Feeling
Cold
Longing for crying
Bursting
Out
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4. |
Moths & Leaves
06:19
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Like a caravan of moths
We fly towards the light
Since it only seems right
Stuffed in a line where we can't see the path ahead till it takes us down
I guess we're hoping for the ocean gods to drown
Like leaves fall, into the autumn breeze
We tumble towards the ground and pray that the
Wind will take us down with gallant ease
And everything resolves in the end
The heat is pleasant till
Your wings catch fire
And you desperately close your eyes
And only from a distance can we see that the path we seek
Requires us to explore the floors beneath
Like leaves fall, into the autumn breeze
We tumble towards the ground and pray that the
Wind will take us down with gallant ease
And everything resolves in the end
Where echoes of reality is haunting our charade
And forces us to turn against the parade
In an effort to shine light upon the foolish and the blind
They're hoping for a solution they'll never find
Like leaves fall, into the autumn breeze
We tumble towards the ground and pray that the
Wind will take us down with gallant ease
And everything resolves in the end
We always admire, the people who sacrifice
It's always a crime, to slothfully find, the thin red line on which we're passers by
But when did we stop to think outside of us?
To see the rust, on the pillars we trust, and and resist the lust that tells us not to judge
Your conscience's not the mind or an all-seeing eye, your world is but a reflection on the neurons of your eye
The consequence of the flaws, that you hide for a righteous cause is destined to doom us al
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5. |
Abstract Bliss
04:02
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Red sea
Drained again
Circles on the table marks a confidence back in place
Abstract bliss in equilibrium
Until the table top tilts
Concealed by liquid
The seed is sown
You didn't even notice as you're too stuck up in your ways
Of losing touch with your reality
While the vines starts to grow
Within your mind, did you think you could make us all believe?
That the hurt beneath the varnish was never there?
And though you drown yourself with the your lust as yield
There's a world you won't know
It hurts, to see you on this low
For a moment
Your guard is down
The voice start to change and the mask start to fade away
It's quite refreshing to see your purities
These obscurities
A slight prick
But don't succumb
Please talk to me before the vines grow and start to drain you away
It's not easy to be approachable
And not feel expendable to you
Within your mind, did you think you could make us all believe?
That the hurt beneath the varnish was never there?
And now you drown yourself with your lust as yield
Cause you don't want to know
Stone cold proximity
Yet feels warm, touching me
Freezing cold cold vicinity
Yet Burn right into me
Stone cold proximity
Yet feels warm, touching me
Freezing cold vicinity
Scorching me from inside out
Within your mind, did you think you could make us all believe?
That the hurt beneath the varnish was never there?
And now you drown yourself with your lust as yield
Cause you don't want to know
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6. |
Dots
03:03
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Papers in piles
Heaping up in the corner of my eye
Places you've been
Ignored like a stone in a movie scene
It's easier it seems
To live on and grow old in your daydreams
Mistaking my self for a man of means
Waking up feeling empty
I'm in a sad phase of being
Like I'm Deaf dumb and paralyzed in bed staring at dots in the ceiling
Hanging on to this good old passive desperation
Afraid of regression
There's not much more to say
I think my feet have grown roots that connect to the fibers of the bed
Pictures and experiences of an old tree runs through my head
They speak of a life of content, with simple desires.
A life spanning decades
The connection makes you high
I just can't shake this feeling
Like I'm deaf dumb and paralyzed in bed counting the dots in the ceiling
I'm in this immense borrowed recollection
Feel The connection
Feel the connection
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Coming Down through the Cloudburst
Raising the Snow
It's the enemy
The other me
Coming Down the Mountainside
Leaving traces of Blood
Machine of Cattle fed
And Grudges held
Towards everything we knew
Let me feel the shivers
Take me in
Cover me with filth and
(How do you feel? Lost and disposed)
Let me feel the pain I've fed
(As your rage converts to grief)
Hold me still
(Did you find some relief?)
Punch me till I wake up
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8. |
The Last Stone
09:52
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Disbelief
Leaks out from the blob behind your teeth
It's in the air of which we breath
Conducts our lungs and minds to keep us on our feet
And Suppresses the thoughts you thought you owned
Strips the language to the bone
And retains the paranoia - never assume you're alone.
Dissect defect disconnected brains of those, who
Degrades, creates disarray in the mass
It'll last till
We unmask it
Look out for thieves
Keep your belongings close to your skin
Check for poison before you dig in
Hang on to the feeling, keep on living turned within
But keep the suspicion on the high
Let your conspicuous thoughts take flight
All to live the life that you'll never really have
Dissect defect disconnected brains of those, who
Degrades, creates disarray in the mass
It'll last till
We unmask it
Dissect defect disconnected brains of those, who
Degrades, creates disarray in the mass
The last stone - put in place to replace unclosing eyelids for those who choose see
The rapid self-destruction, deconstruction, reposition of a life we thought we knew
It's all up in the blue
All up in the blue
A false glimpse - given to please and comfort us at our stations
To help us pass the time
As slackers plead and beg for more, but refuse to push the wagon forth
They jump on and off the train
Telling us to stay away
And we stay away
The tracks in which we thread along fade away as we make our way
It's at branching point, where our predecessors fell that we turn our heads
Waiting for someones eyes to faint and turn red
Pass the blame along
Till Someone's dead
Dissect defect disconnected brains of those, who
Degrades, creates disarray in the mass
It'll last till
We unmask it
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Quantum Stockholm, Sweden
Quantum is a progressive rock band formed by Bass player and singer Anton Ericsson, drummer Olof Simander and Guitarist
Fredrik Reinholdsen
Influenced by music ranging from progressive rock akin to Genesis and King Crimson, to extreme metal bands like The Dillinger Escape Plan, to jazz fusion in the vein of Mahavishnu orchestra .
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