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Scissors/Knot
04:25
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i try to control and evacuate all my cells
... to choose my bones
i try to invoque the spirits in order not to feel choke
cry.
in your eyes there is blood
trying to resolve
all the mysterious links wich are attaching me
the chains cannot be broken
there is an invisible power
petal begins to open
the toxic color
is connecting each elements
creates unseperable links
trying to make a shape
with the liquid in the air
trying to regulate
and to understand what it is fake
when there' s frustration
to bear the burden...
a jail of connections
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2. |
Unstable Weakness
02:54
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suspended in a box with a changeable gravitation
a factor, a stimulation
wich blur the consciousness
suspended by the neck (unstable)
suspended by the neck (unstable rope)
when the fist reaches the wall
to mitigate the reliefs
it creates bumps in the other side
when the signs are against the choice
there is a tension, an oscillation
there are different attractions
to have to find with a balance now
this is a system
to paralyze your brain
every commitments implies
a contradiction
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trigger control
02:42
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a growing pression is imposed
without a good floor construction will implose
when will i push the trigger?
when will i push?
there' s two sides on the picture
an obligation to be blind
the most beautiful cage is born
the foots are going to take roots on the floor
is it a poison flowing on the bones?
when will i push the trigger?
to lead the machines on the walls
...afraid to loose control
the radiation of the door, disturb the choice
helps the voice, closes the bolt, strokes the senses
the head is bouncing, we have to hide the blood
to limit the damage of a vicious circle
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4. |
Indecisive System
04:52
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In search of a device
to regulate the colors of reflections
nothing is inert, nothing is sure
each target leads to an other one
a balance inside the rules
and for its perceptions
a control a storm
to justify the actions
and to create something wich seems to be real and right
doubt
is just destroyed by the dead
the fear of the different modes
seems to show
spirits and numbers
the future is the shadow
connected, linked, and the
the skeleton of system is behind the glass
articulations, unstable pressure
creates a lack of transmission
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5. |
Golden Barbed Wires
03:00
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a link prevents the movments
frustrations are blooming
it' s a frame, a system
it' s an environnment to play
a link in order to allow
a right, wich is transformed into an obligation
addiction.
closed in a circle
nourishing by what you possess and what possess you
distances reduce and time accelerate
a black light illuminate the world when you' re blind
a reflection of pleasure pierces the mind
acid flakes, caress the face, waiting for a sign...
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6. |
Stigma Screen
03:51
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the flies turns around the bodies
and the sand fall
it begins to irritate the skin
and the flesh speaks
this screen can be seen by everybody
images are projected upon souls
creating a buckle of fear
a blur in the exchange rule
insects allowed the content to be seen
stigmas are a proof
appearence become a pierced roof
to reject the symptoms of the time and trying to deny
an infected mirror is the sign of what is absorbed
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7. |
Breath
03:43
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a stream, a flood tide
between environnment and soul
swallowing the context
you are a reflector
it' s a choice or not,
it could be a possession
when there' s no control
absorption, without rejection
in a perpetual transformation, it' s impossible to inform
alienation without creation
some entities are coming in an energetic springs
contamination/mutation
then, an infected organ is spreading
inhale
exhale
some connections between different fleshes and souls
as a carnal exchange with a pleasure of the score
some influences to win an universal congratulation
the food of creation?
(an action could lead to a reaction
and the shit could be eaten
abstract or concrete evolution
some reasons to be here)
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run, run, run until you have a lot of possibilities
choose divide and restrict yourself
there' s no escape
by going inside the funnel,
you have to see the corrosive laughter
the time grazes the skin and there are golden stitches
a construction made by tears
it' s a bitter taste of a victory
the comfort of a complaint..
a gestation in pain
disorder imposes to create systems
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9. |
Visceral Attraction
03:38
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Time has to be licked
a taste defines the passage
something not to see
with eyes in a cage
but the device
could be a vice
but their shining eyes
could burn yours
could burn your flesh
blind, alive at the same time
but the scene could turn to fire
with a threatening weather
rain could put out the fire
alive, burn then flooded
brain is in disorder
something as the end?
conditionned by
what makes us human
attracted by
an illusory land
even if all
could be virtual and lie
all explode
in order to feel better
feel the storm
attacking your nerves
all experiences,
and all the actions seems to be
just a picture
feel the storm
could burn your flesh
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10. |
SIGN
02:38
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A flame
a picture to create a spark in the soul
a reason to say a word
a signal
triggering off existence
it reflects the darkness in an other context
fire exults
creates arguments
for a state of conscioussness
experiences become food for the signs to grow
experiences become ... abstracts signs, now
no satisfaction
in a gloomy grotto
without an apparent wall
the taste has to take a shape
it comes for connexion with the world
codes and rules to express but,
maybe to reduce
an abstraction in a hole
without a wall
fire exults
creates arguments
for a state of conscioussness
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