LYRICS


Journey to the center of the slime.

Chapter 1

And so our intrepid travellers set out on their perilous expedition.

They had decided to stop along the way to points of note in history, not the kind you would hope to witness and definatly not to partake in.

Not to intervene in any way, the fate of this timeline was settled, and their cautionary tale was to be peppered with what does not bode well.

Their journey was enabled by the flux ambassador who kindly offered her services as guide, often taking the shape of heavily moons and celestial beings.

Her presence was calming, for their ten collected senses were about to be shattered and at once put back together again.

But how far back to go? Mistakes were made by humans, but so by too many others before with an eye on dominance.

Her emmenance, attache to the flux, recommended the first clap of thunder...


1.Slime brothers


Slime brothers travelling through time

We aim to reconnect with the primordial slime.

We're slime brothers travelling through time

to the goo

to the goo


We're gonna take you back in time before me and you

To the goo

To the pool of primordial barely molecular never mind cellular with electricity in the air

When the water and the discharge both take hold and here we are

And in my almost 4 decades ive seen nothing to convince me we should continue down this course

So we'll take you back to the game start

With 5 new lives and a gameplan yea

Shakin' hands with some jelly like creatures

Mostly bags of water reconnect we're mostly water

Yea me and my man monster we're gonna take you home

Slime brothers

Youre slimin' about the place

You think your head was never above in any other oriface

You resemble the mess that got us here in the first place

If we could reach back i think you could be left out of the selection process


Slime brothers travelling through time

We aim to reconnect with the primordial slime

We're slime brothers travelling through time

We aim to reconnect with the primordial slime


Goddam the world is in a shit

Gaze upon the horrors that our leaders have wrecked upon it

Behold the lies that we've been told

We're the motherfuckers that are gonna take you home to the slime

eaaaaap

We aim to reconnect with the primordial slime

We're slime brothers travelling through time

We aim to reconnect with the primordial slime


There's poison in the food we eat

I wanna let the slime feed me , bring me to a place of peace

And nourishment for my soul

The slime is all around we gotta let it take hold

Swampy swampy swampy siblings

Oozing lyrical teachings upon you

Yes i am the nodman and i point you in the direction that you thought that you would never see

My man monster he is so scary to the supreme showing you routes to the roots of a human being

Being sentimental for the good old days before the monkey threw a bone up the air we have tried and tested all the frontiers of this particular timeline

Now we're gonna take you home


Slime brothers travelling through time

We aim to reconnect with the primordial slime

We're slime brothers travelling through time

We aim to reconnect with the primordial slime

Slime brothers travelling through time

We aim to reconnect with the primordial slime

We're slime brothers travelling through time

We aim to reconnect with the primordial slime


Goddam the world is in a shit

Gaze upon the horrors that our leaders have wrecked upon it

Behold the lies that we've been told

We're the motherfuckers that are gonna take you home to the slime

And here he comes now begod

The man of the hour

The slime monster

Comin about the outside at about 0.0005 miles an hour

Thats 0.0008 kilometers an hour if your so inclined


There's poison in the food we eat

I wanna let the slime feed me , bring me to a place of peace

And nourishment for my soul

The slime is all around we gotta let it take hold


Slime brothers travelling through time

We aim to reconnect with the primordial slime

We're slime brothers travelling through time

We aim to reconnect with the primordial slime


There's poison in the food we eat

I wanna let the slime feed me , bring me to a place of peace

And nourishment for my soul

The slime is all around we gotta let it take hold


Coming out of the ground like a swamp thing in the plural

With a keen interest in chronology

Directly connected by our course

We're gonna take you home (to the slime)

Bring me back before the baser side of humanity took hold

Before race before greed before hate before the before was invented

You have been chosen and you will be represented

Yea my man Monster he takes you home


So let go my slimey brother on the hard night

The enemy is massive

The insanity is rife


Theres tradgedy every day

The path of maximum resistance is the road to wicked ways

Fiends consume what is not for them

Motherfuckers are starved of a future to thrive in


Slime Brothers

Slime Brothers

Slime Brothers

Slime Brothers

Slimey Slime Brothers

Slimey Slime Brothers

Slimin', slimin' about the place


Bring that in to your bank manager now on Monday and say "are you gonna give me a mortgage? Have you listened to this?"


yes yes yes


Chapter 2


As they set out, they could hear the sirens faintly screaming under the low rumble of the rupturing terrain.

Though their eyes welled with the salted lamentations of what lay behind, their eyes remained fixed on the proverbial road ahead.


2 Fall on the alarm


I have beginnings of the fall on the alarm

We are gliding to the ending of the world

Bloody victors wax upon historys score

Peace is fallen peace is fallen tis no more


The alarm rings - my ears sting

The harbinger sings - Our world is ending


It is early hours of tomorrow morn

The moon it is bloody red the futures born

Stars are shining gracefully from the expances

Messages from times before our wicked dances


The sky is alive, sunlight bends around our mass

Our world is dust , last call raise your glass


I have beginnings of the fall on the alarm

We are gliding to the ending of the world

Bloody victors wax upon historys score

Peace is fallen peace is fallen tis no more

fallen peace is fallen tis no more more

fallen peace is fallen tis no more more

fallen peace is fallen tis no more more

fallen peace is fallen

Many of us are mired in the quandry of existence

More are quite the opposite as they wallow in their indifference.

With the flip of the switch I see a sinking ship for what it is.

Like a son of a bitch I burst your bubble wrapped reality.

Your eyes pop out of your head like some cartoon shock calamity

Take some time to focus on the picture present here unblinkered.

I'm a little stinker, i took my finger from the dam to reveal the deluge that is pending, heads up this is the ending.

I rip the band aid off so we can watch it burn together. I rip through walls of optimism bias hell for leather.

The hoi paloi politely take the cure for mass

hysteria in the form of pacification of a purchase or higher power.

The bigger the piece of the pie I have the better my chance of survival. I'll stockpile my stocks while you call me Superficial

The bigger the piece of the pie I have the better my chance of survival. I'll stockpile my stocks while you call me Superficial

call me Superficial

call me Superficial


Officially, the embodied representation of a labotomy in this capacity genreflect in front of me,

no don't listen to that fella look at me


Troubled are the many faces of defected

Rubble lay where noble gestures were enacted

Gone to ruin are the houses of contentment

In their tombs they that strove to provide plenty


The alarm rings - eyes are now wide open

The harbinger sings - the control we had is broken

The lie it was rained upon us since the start

It has bourne upon us pain and chained our hearts

Shackled still collective psyche can feel the fall

Gliding closer to the ending of the world


The alarm rings - ill miss the bliss

The harbinger sings - its fear that makes you want this


Fire impacts with the sky mercy bereft

It does cascade from unfathomable depths

Alarm ringing it is ringing through the flame

The world crashes down around us once again


Amoungst fertile demise life excells it does not slow

New worlds we will build their nature not yet known

Chapter 3.

The monstrous one among them began to experience the chronological equivalent of the bends,

still clinging to the remains of humanity as he was flung to the other end of history.

He Flailed his arms wildy over his head, a shaman attending to his own beginning.


3 Mad Dancer


Forged amoung the furious flames of discontent

When the skies are poisened black from the fumes of fires spent

Freed by fear and flung towards the end of the earth

His mind was feral and sharp his body hardened by hurt


The forth cycle was the one that felled the horizons

Zenith of sky to subterrainian caverns

The few remaining earthlings faced toward their demise

But for one of the forgotten humans frenzy flashed in his eyes


End of earth was now ,it was the work of his breathern

The knowledge of its orchestration wounded his leathered phyche

His sorrow soared to magnificent heights

It took flight to the cosmos

And that was then

A solomn warning to his universal kin

And that were then

A solomn warning to his universal kin


He knew then he wasn't ready to let go of life or regret

He knew he didnt know how he could only feel its hold

Shame burrowed deep furrows all along

his weary face and his brow upon contemplation

He wasn't ready to yield this inherited mantle

Nor had the desire

Shame consumed every thought and so conclusion forgone

T'would be his funeral pyre


Twitchy Machines of men lay idle , the tools of dead cretins

Skelital melodies of madness danced amongst the dead metal

Maladied ears moved toward the mindless din

He would march toward the sound of his breatherns deadly sin


The madness was consuming he became the mad dancer

Upon Discarding all thoughts his legacy became romancer

It was then the seas boiled and the skies became heavy and full

An incredible rain would remove all


This ravonous downpour holds the promise to undo humanitys endevour

All reminders of our empire would be washed til they became something other

Shining beacons of the new peoples, no longer remants of the old gatekeepers

All histories written would be lost , committed to the dark vaults of the things that are no more


In the final moments he found clarity returned fast thus causing

Thought to resume the painful march down regrets path wandering aimless

His darkening vision it was portraying both the terrifying and strange

And so began the wild dance of unbridled new life in deleterious rain


And low and behold as he let go what he beheld was

Something else taking hold and he saw

No disernable emotion mark no face and no brow

And as he discarded this mantle that was no longer his

Slimey fingers took hold

New earthlings live

Gone are the us !

Gone are the old !

New earthlings live

Gone are the us !

Gone are the old !


The forth cycle was the one that felled the horizons

Zenith of sky to subterrainian caverns

New blobular earthlings faced toward their desires

The mad dancer unknown

His bones

A fossil in mire

His bones

A fossil in mire

Chapter 4

Their guide now took the form they were surprised to recognise, but told not to believe in.

Her skin turned a translucent emerald , and her eyes grew bulbous and dark.

they gazed into this stillest night , enveloped in her presence as she told them tales of pyramids from long ago on a planet she once called home.

4.Litle Green beings


oh my darling, my dearest, the nearest, the farthest, facecious, hilarious,

secreted from the goo from which we crawl.

androgenous, precarious, pretentious, eccentric,

selected to be the homonoid with whom we became enthralled

you're a hot little piece of crumpet, you fluster, you fooster, a winner, a loser,

some say you shouldn't have come at all

unnerving, unprecidented, under-rated

under the spell of the congretated


drop down from the heavans above

call out with something to say

the crowd that gathers they push and they shove

drop down from the heavans above


drop down from the heavans above

call out with something to say

the crowd that gathers they push and they shove

I'm calling out to the heavans above


and if you're lost

i'll come across

for to find you

take you home


and if you're found

ill come around

to annoy you

welcome you home

again and again and again and again


I'm poised , sequestered , self centered, ennamoured, dejected,

respectful of the spectacle that is hidden from us all

inclined to extemities, the enemy of the enemy,

introspective, existentially neglected.

I specifically asked to be seated in the present amoung the people.

I repeat, I specifically asked to be seated in the present amoung the people.


Oh could you just

drop down from the heavans above

call out with something to say

the crowd that gathers they push and they shove

drop down from the heavans above


drop down from the heavans above

call out with something to say

the crowd that gathers they push and they shove

I'm calling out to the heavans above

I'm calling out to the heavans above

I'm calling out to the heavans above

I'm calling out to the heavans above

I'm calling out to the heavans above


and if you're lost

i'll come across

for to find you

take you home


and if you're found

ill come around

to annoy you

welcome you home

again and again and again and again and again and again and again


Little Green Beings from the before and the after

Comin' on down in their spaceship or whatever

the gift of technology can be found in our archiology

unconciously imprinted on the palate of our phychology


Little Green Beings from the before and the after

Comin' on down in their spaceship or whatever

the gift of technology can be found in our archiology

unconciously imprinted on the palate of our phychology


Little Green Beings from the before and the after

Comin' on down in their spaceship or whatever

the gift of technology can be found in our archiology

unconciously imprinted on the palate of our phychology

Chapter 5

A Week before, the others had propped up a beer splashed bar in a sparce old back room, staring blankly at the desolation blasting from the TV screen.

The feed shuddered, and through brief spikes of static the newscaster broke the news no one want to hear from an unknown date in the future.

This was the start of their premonition, and set in motion the journey that was to follow.

5 The Fear


Excuse me please I'd like to voice a concern

When I open my eyes I have to look at the world

To realise trouble I've no power to quell

To feel the barren surrender of a people on the way to hell


I'd like to voice a further concern

When I open my ears the screeching war machine makes 'em burn !

Sqeeling piggies trough slopping adds the nauseating din

Of the dawn of the future, of the godawful mess we're in


When I reach out my hands they feel the rough terrain

Where billions of people build a mural of pain

"Toil for the system is the key to release"

Say petroleum warlords who deny the world peace


When I open my mind it feels the psychic dread

Of the unconscious fear of the 99%

told comfort will come from the products they own

As they get into line to go where they're told to go


Yes of course I have another complaint

Holy men ask us to worship but their hearts are full of hate

I feel hesitation , are we to believe

These supposed chosen mammals words from "God" do receive ?

These supposed chosen mammals words from "God" do receive ?


Scram scram scram stage two kicking off and the streets look a little stranger. Dangerous men vying to be our saviour.

Badam Badam Badam blows the trumpet man, blowing the charge over the local lands. And the change and the price we pay for the remainder.

Hey they're pushing prams up the last hill around as the waves crash down. Sounds abrupt but clear in purpose take purchase upon our bowing crowns

A mystified misfit finds kinmanship among those choosing sides in the penultimate round.


Perhaps I'm mistaken , are my senses defunct ?

My observations tainted? My head full of junk ?

Perhaps it's all conspiracy and I'm paranoid

My eyes and ears lie to me and my mind is soiled

The war machine brings justice

And the bad guys get foiled

A loving god will greet us at the gates to the void

Assume all polititions are up to nothin' but good

They just want to get us home 'fore we fall foul to the woods

All coppers do their jobs kids never get abused

No one ever went to prison for speaking the truth

Corporations serve the people not the other way around

Anyone says different got their head in the clouds

Anyone says different got their head in the clouds

How are you feeling there monster?


I feel much better now

Think I'll have a beer

Booze is the recommended drug for the Fear


Intermission ( unresolved )


No one is the same before or after anything

What does that even mean ?

End of side one

Please turn over tape


Side 2


Chapter 6

Their goal was simple, find a way to make things better. As it was the ground that surrendered below, it was the ground they would learn from the most.

They wished to plug into life itself, from the mycelium networks at their feet to the beings living on the fringes of existence.

By nuturing such a symbiosis, they could understand and improve the hive mind connected to, and for the benefit of all.


6 We don't have long


Backwards is the cure believe me

Heshin sacks for sure, with staple

Buried beneath the ground,

a gaping hole in our existence

Backwards forwards simultaneously

Backwards forwards simultaneously

The future melts away in front of me

Tighrope walk towards catastrophe

Cant see my two feet in front of me

Must be another way there has to be


We substitute sustenence for luxery

Must be another way there has to be


We don't have long.

Hold out your hand,

We don't have long

oooh oh oh oh


We don't have long.

Hold out your hand,

We don't have long

oooh oh oh oh


Hoax you call my bluff believe me

Wolf you cry or its gonna happen anyway

The concept of acceleration

Applies to more than man's ambitions

Applies to more than man's inventions

Downward spiral change direction

Actions irrattic impact consequential

Plastic pulled over my face essential

I breath, I eat, I sleep, I dream.

Actions irrattic impact consequential

Plastic pulled over my face essential

I breath, I eat, I sleep, I dream.

I breath, i eat, i sleep, i dream.


We don't have long

Hold out your hand

We dont have long

oooh oh oh oh


We don't have long

Hold out your hand

We dont have long

oooh oh oh oh


We Sit on the streets, the little girl speaks

We yearn for the whalesong

Woe that now we are living in a time when the kids are the grown ups in the room.

On this chosen course, all species - plant and beast - in mortal danger

On this chosen course i chose reverse spare me your insolence spare me your

Cognitive dissenence lacking in principles

If you take the behavior of our species and apply it to an individual you would say that individual is insane

If you take the behavior of our species and apply it to an individual you would say that individual is insane

We don't have long

Hold out your hand

We don't have long

oooh oh oh oh


We don't have long

Hold out your hand

We don't have long

oooh oh oh oh

Chapter 7

The film flashed back to the bar. They discussed the sense of detachment from the present. How the sense of fight or flight made no sense in the the modern day.

The stagnence of invention, consumerism, they noted the pitfalls of their times. They heard the tole of the closest bell and shuffled back to their lodgings.

It was late evening, a quarter past something, and there was much work to be done.


7. Out of touch


As soon as the lefty left me fuming it felt like blood was boiling listless literally useless

until along came a righty wrongly righteous shouting over-simplified slogans slow on the uptake piss taking piss artists


Happily out of touch. Sloppily slipping from the edge of consensus. Contentious at best, content with the worst of mankind,

renewed by sense of nonsensical skepticism for the culturally in crowd-I'm crowded out,

I'm crouched on the ground with my fingers in my ears singing la la la la la la la la


Violent resolution

Furious mental frenzy

Verbally masticated

Politically exasperated

Provoked to the point of crashing

Physically coiled and ready for thoughtless reaction

Control unwinding

Ears and thoughts burning

Fists blurring

Crazed masses cheering/condemning

Calls for reward/retribution

Violent resolution


Happily out of touch

Don't care as such

Nothing said of note

Contrived rhetoric drooled or spat

Blurred babble dominates,

Willfull ignorance in tow

Patience gone now and distance maintained

The notion of control comes back

Thoughts calm, relaxed

The fevered crowd retracts

The fevered crowd retracts


I'm alligned to the clock tower bell

I'm alligned to the clock tower bell

I'm alligned to the clock tower bell

I'm alligned to the clock tower bell

I'm alligned to the clock tower bell

I'm alligned to the clock tower bell

I'm alligned to the clock tower bell

I'm alligned to the clock tower bell


The sound of stuttered silence stammering sticatto, makes me sway in a particular way, makes my brow lines smooth and puts a smile across my face.

Takes the edge off the world. Calms me down and takes the edge off the world.


Swaying forcefully

Surrounded by the town

Attached by state of being

But states of mind and will separate

purposeful movement without intention.

This is a spiritual intervention

This is a spiritual intervention


The sound of screeching tyres in the neighbourhood burroughs thoroughly splits my sleep in two, soothed by sirens

I'm aligned to the the tower clock bell on the quarter past the hour

I'm aligned to the the tower clock bell on the quarter past the hour


The sight of flowers withering within the teacup perched on the window sill brings me back to reality

takes the whist-fullness centre stage to the side

replaced with a dread for the impending hum drum of the day

but in my mind I'll be here for eternity


Sincerely, I'm happily out of touch, tough enough to withstand jumping on the band wagon

Hanging in the box bedroom on a saturday evening

Hanging in the box bedroom on a saturday evening

Hanging in the box bedroom on a saturday evening


I'm alligned to the clock tower bell

I'm alligned to the clock tower bell

I'm alligned to the clock tower bell

I'm alligned to the clock tower bell

I'm alligned to the clock tower bell

I'm alligned to the clock tower bell

I'm alligned to the clock tower bell

I'm alligned to the clock tower bell

8.High dive


High dive off

Make your own way down

High dive off

Dont land too awkward you clown


Chapter 8

There was a loud knock on the door, startled, the braver of them jumped up and peered outside.

The slight figure silhouette in the rain explained her presence and was immediately agcepted in.

She detailed her position, how she too saw the newsfeed and could be of service to their cause.

But she did not sugar coat the severity of the transition to the unitiated.

No one is the same before or after anything, but especially not this.


You intrude on my exclusion

Bring unruly confusion

Mental sputum brain coughs

The minds eye is gone blind

Conflict of emotion reminds

Ive left all sense of reason behind

In the proverbial glove box of a car that was driven

At a hundred miles an hour over the edge of oblivion

A fine viking funeral twas given

A fine viking funeral twas given


High dive spinning

Centrafugal motion

A fear of the unknown

An instinctual devotion

The underlngs hold back for all that they know

The devils gonna tell them everyone gets a go


High dive terror

Well youre never gonna know until you feel the rushing air against the body in free flow

Speeding towards the tense water surface

Lamb to the slaughter for all intents and purpose


High dive ecstacy

Well we're gonna tell you so but you only get one look at the universe's greatest show

Untimely demise or the greatest run on earth

The futures already happened so smash and grab for all its worth

The futures already happened so smash and grab for all its worth

The futures already happened so smash and grab for all its worth


High dive off

Make your own way down

High dive off

Dont land too awkward you clown

Chapter 9

Our heroes returned to their original point in history , but in the reimaged timeline they had nurtured.

They chose to leap forward, to let man guide his own fate, equipped with a deeper insight into his surroundings.

Their plan did not work.

They found an alternative dytopian reality far darker than their old eyes could fathom .

Their vision though now too changed, they wondered if this reality was indeed of their own making, a fracture present only in their own minds...

9.Autre Disco Future reset


Autre Disco Future reset


The default mode is text book prima donna

Fingers-would-stink of coal except for time and pressure

The default pose is broken hips and angles.

They dally in the dali-est corners of the early mornings


They manifest in the default mode

Modelling perfection of the strictest of insisted codes

They dwadle in the default space

Tired of the rest of us staring at a blank face


It's a discotheque showdown in the middle of the street, as the metal and rubber swerves around the dancing meat.

apocalyptic autre culture at its most chic,

less than suggested is left in this world for the meek


We hide in the shadows, frozen in position.

We Spectate upon these propsterous exhibitions.

They wonder how they got this far, disconnected from the disenchanted despots they once were.


They manifest in the default mode

Modelling perfection of the strictest of insisted codes

They dwadle in the default space

Tired of the rest of us staring at a blank face


Autre disco future reset

The default thought is to struggle back and forth

Stagger strip eachother down for the false perception of worth

Rock encrusted disco dancers display the default anger

As the ragged and the naked proceed to the entangle


And it was so it was that war was their besoted lover

They moved from era to era spilling blood and fecal matter

down upon Control the patriarch who bows for no one other

Than the genocidal killers beneath these fleshy covers


The movement from we to they it is sequential

The Disparity twixt us Stokes my tempremental

Nessesary that I wax lyrical forthwith transcendental

Counter culture preferential non conventional mess


They manifest in the default mode

Modelling perfection of the strictest of insisted codes

They dwadle in the default space

Tired of the rest of us staring at a blank face


Old is the fray that ensues throughout the ages

Strictly Strong is the will that presumes to build our cages

Savage is the pillage so inflicted on their kin

We must strip imposed restrictions and then revel in the primal sin


The default mode is reset back to zero

Ancient codes are first destroyed to reconstuct the manifesto

Records written conscript to the books of lore

And when we dare to forget we fall to disco revolution whores


Autre disco future reset

Chapter 10

They fled the scene, finding shelter in their old haunt. Though everything else had changed utterly, that shit hole was still the same,

the static from that old TV still telling its broken stories.

They wondered how morality works with or in contrast to the images of familiar beasts adorning the walls.

As they nodded off the nodman made sense of his day through the strangest of dreams.


10 Sign of the goat


Everyday when you close your eyes

The winged goat is seen to surface disresplendant in its purpose

Your head in the sand does not equate to peace in hand

Many silent voices allow for times of violent choices

When your eyes are closed machine continue deadpan prose

To them our sole purpose hitting buttons then be corpses

I was undertaken to the point of nearly breakin'

By the sign of the goat it was soaring unrelentant

Now in this distopian new actuality alternate symbols suggest immorality, hope when I wake in the morning the goat is no longer oooooh

This is What you Get When You Fuck With Reality chaos unleashed on this path of humanity our intervention has led to this folly

I stare in his eyes and I wonder why we play deity

Simultaneously denouncing divinity we ride roughshod and with impunity, until the clock stops tocking eternally.

When will the dawn greet me, feed me light and sooth my soul.

Oh I must have been mistaken cos the dawn is never breaking and my soul it is forsaken to the wretched, wretched


Wretched the wings that it beats

Fallow the fields that it steals

Over all rulars it bleats

This is the work of the beast


It comes out of darkness unfettered

Into deep pits we all are headed

Behind it all harmony ceased

This is the winged goat released


Wretched the wings that it beats

Fallow the fields that it steals

Over all rulars it bleats

This is the work of the beast


It comes out of darkness unfettered

Into deep pits we all are headed

Behind it all harmony ceased

This is the winged goat released

Everyday when you close your eyes

The winged goat returns to prominence its resolution ominous

Unsteady our stance upon the grounds where devils dance

Dark is the sacrifice that will these devils pacify

Chip in the brain then our love forever changed

I feel it is time to go back towards to the slime

Cos i was undertaken to the point of nearly breakin'

By the sign of the goat it was soaring unrelentant

Everyday when you close your eyes and

Every centuary since its dark epipheny

The goat held us down fear forever us bound

A sire of hatred in human hearts was created

Undone are things true in its shadow is rue

Undone to be rendered the much that has been sundered

Cos i am undertaken to the point of nearly breakin

By the sign of the goat it is soaring unrelentant


Sordid its long history

Ultimate is the decree

Give up the will of the free

All of this has been forseen


This was a terrible sin

A pact with the evil within

We have been brought to our knees

Now stand up and snatch victory


Everyday when you close your eyes and

Every centuary since its dark epipheny

The goat held us down fear forever us bound

A sire of hatred in human hearts was created

Undone are things true in its shadow is rue

Undone to be rendered the much that has been sundered

Cos i was undertaken to the point of nearly breakin

By the sight of the goat it was soaring unrelentant

Chapter 11

Slumber owned this night; The nodman continued to envisage strange pasts and stranger futures, while the monstrous one began to ponder upon the duality of man.

In his dream he arose. The keys already in his hand , he entered a spectral vehicle, and started heading for the motorway...


11 Deranged man


Deranged man

Coming up behind you

Hes looking at you in the rear view mirror

Deranged man

Driving down the motorway

With all the windows open

Screaming

Deranged man

Youre stressfully confused

Hes coming up behind you on the motorway

Deranged man

His eyes are locked upon you

Hes looking at you in the rearview mirror

Hes punching the dashboard and screaming


Deranged man

Hes coming up behind you

Hes looking at you in the rear view mirror

Deranged man

Driving down the motorway

With all the windows open

Hes punching the dashboard and screaming

Deranged man

Youre stressfully confused

Hes coming up behind you on the motorway


Deranged man

His eyes are locked upon you

Hes looking at you in the rearview mirror

How is that possible when you are in front of him


Deranged man

The road streches out in front of my eyes

The deranged man devours behind

I didn't see an exit

Maybe i have missed it

Where am I going?

I don't remember leaving

Are we even moving ?

Deranged man


He's looking at me with a strange inflection

He is my own reflection

I am my own deranged man

I'm winding up the windows

I dont know where this road goes


Normal man

Normal man

Deranged man


(screaming)


Normal man

Normal man

Deranged man


Normal man

Normal man

Deranged man


Normal man

Deranged man

Chapter 12

The morning brought the feast of a new day. Our journeymen awoke, the experiences of the dreamstate already fading in memory,

but leaving behind a deeper understanding of self and the transmutating roads of before, and what was yet to be ...


12 Beyond the vale


What is it that we call reality ?

Is it an illusionary effigy ?

Dying eyes watch passively

As gods fall from the imaginary

Into the void that is there effortlessly

From their conception in falsity

We venture far from certainty

Pay no attention to history

As our leaders create a legacy

Of rape and shame and calamity

The lesson is hard every centuary

What the fuck is this tradgedy ?

What the fuck is this tradgedy ?


What can lie beyond the vale?

Perhaps there etheral creatures prevail

Our senses present what lies at our feet

Deeper intelligence dwells underneath

An atom exists on its own and in unison

A creature the same , each piece beautiful

Electrons live twice , at the same time

Unseen realities, all is sublime

All our eyes see are the walls of the hive

Hearts and minds feel the depth behind

Cut deep for answers , our phyche is a knife

Somewhere in space is an end to the strife

Perhaps it is found when our asses sit down

Macro amd micro, one body one crown

There are creatures that dwell in the inards of beasts

Sing to them softly , thet make us complete


All life is beautiful disorder

But where do we go for a decent pint of porter ?

Being alive takes all the strenght that we muster

When im drinkin plain i never falter or fluster


So i pray to saint blaze

I just dont ask him to listen

Through a smokey haze

Observe my mind glisten

I can still touch your face if im blinded by fision

To live free of disgrace is a worthy ambition

When you cant take the pace

Cant face the contrition

When we live through dark days

Pushed into position

Pray to my man saint blaze

Embrace the end of religion

Let this be our fate

Let this be our mission


All life is beautiful disorder

But where do we go for a decent pint of porter ?

Being alive takes all the strenght that we muster

When im drinkin plain i never falter or fluster


All life is beautiful disorder

Being alive takes all the strenght we muster


I aim for the future

Though it may not have us

The death of our culture

Will bring something enormous

A new way to live perhaps a new way to exist

Unforseen terrors found

While searching for bliss

Troubled humans will strive

For an unspecified prize

Buried deep in the universe

Buried deep in their hide

All cycles continue

Or perhaps they all end

How would we know ?

How could we tell ?


All life is beautiful disorder

But where do we go for a decent pint of porter ?

Being alive takes all the strenght that we muster

When im drinkin plain i never falter or fluster

All life is beautiful disorder

But where do we go for a decent pint of porter ?

Being alive takes all the strenght that we muster

When im drinkin plain i never falter or fluster


So i pray to saint blaze

I just dont ask him to listen

Through a smokey haze

Observe my mind glisten

I can still touch your face if im blinded by fision

To live free of disgrace is a worthy ambition

When you cant take the pace

Cant face the contrition

When we live through dark days

Pushed into position

Pray to my man st blaze

Embrace the end of religion

Let this be our fate

Let this be our mission


All life is beautiful disorder

Being alive takes all the strenght we muster


Are ya comin'?

Are ya comin' for a pint?


All life is beautiful disorder

Being alive takes all the strenght we muster

End of side two

Go to Bed