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Psychosis, and the Silence that Prevails (2012)

by Mindpath

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My thoughts have been scattered There's nothing else to do But watch
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It started long ago When truth became extinct We melted reality To forge a hideous wall It can’t resist much longer Dissonance will - pass through it all! These chains of madness will break And so their gates will be made They’ll raze establishment To erase the scar from the scourge of frustration Unleash these beings, release them all Let them spread through our world Let them face our true self We will finally sit on our own throne We will finally wear our crown I can almost hear the crack on the wall The same that is dripping our silent tears Our silent tears! In the arms of lunacy! The insane will be their banner Distortion of impressions Our eyes will reflect our fear Of knowing what we have done We’ll strike with negation to resist This wave of desperation These chains of madness have to break For their gates to be made They have to raze our establishment And erase the scar of frustration Unleash these beings, release them all We will finally wear our crown Let them spread, let them break our wall! We have to sit on our throne Let them come, set them free to distort Our already sick reality! I can almost hear the crack on the wall The same that is dripping our silent tears Oh! Let’s dry out this silence of tears Distortion of impressions
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Dreadplate 05:00
Absence of classical roughness Shunning the actual mishap Ah! Cloning misfortunes! Shielding ourselves with dreadplates Trying to find significance That might be never ever found Detaching force and will to excel Just to equal the standard Of artificial meaning in society Fearful face Dramatic mask Fake ungrace To mend our lives Absence of classical roughness Shunning the actual mishap (Underestimate your mind) I can see through your dreadplate! Shielding ourselves with dreadplates Trying to find significance That might be never ever found It won’t be ever found by those underneath this mask! These beings begin to realize how empty their lives are, and in response they've created a system in which everyone’s supposed to wear lies as cloaks to reality, and to pretend to believe each other’s lies. Sadly, in the end these cloaks have become their skin, and silence has prevailed over reason, while they cannot escape anymore from their own deceit. Everyone has been dragged into mass psychosis. Absence of classical roughness Shunning the actual mishap Ah! Cloning misfortunes!
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Misanthrope 05:00
Walking in ruins His knowledge in pain For all he had fought against Now has been lost in triumph He fed in need for stuggle From the spinal of calm perfection “Nothing, nothing mattered, and I knew why. So did he. Throughout the whole absurd life I'd lived, a dark wind had been rising toward me from somewhere deep in my future, across years that were still to come, and as it passed, this wind leveled whatever was offered to me at the time, in years no more real than the ones I was living.“ - "L'Etranger" by Albert Camus He claimed for years uniqueness With rage destroyed in vain For leaves can’t live In the absence of trees And trees will die In the need of their leaves Ah! For what he stand All these years Did only exist to our world! For all he had fought against Now has been lost in triumph He achieved all goals amongst us Amazed he found out that It didn’t matter Once humanity is lost Nothing ever mattered Nothing ever had value
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Negation of unexistence Last howl to despise our dusk Attempt to survive our flesh Last chance to defy oblivion Final grasp for the unattainable Forever conscious of dying Giving meaning to our demise To ignore futility of mankind I’ve looked death into her eye Through voids of ignorance and fear To give pleasant meaning to my life Why don’t we just stay alive? Why do we seek for something more? ‘Cause we’re afraid Afraid of dying And not being important at all. Negation of unexistance We won’t let ourselves fall into Omission for we think we have to mean Something to the vast universe We’ve claimed this deathdrawn manifesto Since we have knowledge of time For it is all we’ll ever have. Fought To Remain Even after death Even when everything is lost Fought To Scatter All my thoughts Every one of them And let them live in all of you Let’s clean the sky forever now No god, no purpose, nothing Just actions to live and Actions to justify our lives Let’s clean the sky forever now No god, no purpose, nothing Just atoms in the aether Nothing but blood in heart Negation of unexistence Last howl to despise our dusk Attempt to survive our flesh Last chance to defy oblivion Final grasp for the unattainable Forever conscious of dying Giving meaning to our demise To ignore futility of mankind Why don’t we just stay alive? Why do we seek for something more? ‘Cause we’re afraid Afraid of dying And not being important at all. In denial of unexistence Last howl to shatter darkness
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Infected with dreams of shrouded sorrow Deciever nightmares that whisper other nights Shrewd spiders of decay are weaving solace webs To inyect their venom and spread it through perception Appreciation of the environment has been compromised Toxins have reached the consciousness of the subject Inducing him into cronic deception We no longer live among real humans Onirical Plague has spread to them all The only way to avoid living death Is to know that there are no spiders after all To come seeking for your primal mind To tear up your roots Infected with dreams of fake redemption Avoiding nightmares, assuming future damage Frail spiders that consume our whole identity Leaving behind pieces for us to reform as they want We no longer live among real humans Onirical Plague has spread to them all The only way to avoid living death Is to know that there are no spiders after all
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Resilient 05:00
From the highest mountain Dripped down its dawn Doubtful it found its way Through rocks and reckless spikes Journey has now begun And it won’t ever stop Put aside all fears and get prepared To endure your own path Coming from the sky relentless Winter overcame Frozing thoroughly its adamant trip But it just beared strong Until spring came on to blossom Bringing back its hope Then thawed it solely to Face the fearsome, mighty waterfall Shatter in a million drops Just to overcome the fall Rise from the grand blast As seeds of an improvement River flows again its course To finally merge into grandeur Oh, river flows again its course To everlasting growth.
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Echopraxia 05:00
Surrounded by clones of themselves An archetype that has built them all There are rules to be human Rules to be part of this (Rules to be human, rules to be part of this) We are locked in a cage of morals Of submission and habituation Why do we stand every morning? Why do we put so much effort To obtain what is futile, And not what remains? We’ve been victims of an illusion That makes us reject enlightenment We don’t know how to build ourselves We’ve been given models and nothing else To see and repeat, and to live To accept, to prepare to die with Constant plagiary Constant plagiary Constant plagiary Constant plagiary To conceive your mind To conceive my mind To conceive your mind To conceive yourself Why do we stand every morning? Why do we put so much effort To obtain what is futile, And not what remains? Oh, this fatal error We’ve been victims of an illusion That makes us reject enlightenment
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Echolalia 05:00
This is the same Profusion of What already Has been said now There’s a lack Of what will torn This little world Into the dust That will then form The shining corpse That was once our Projection of Desires and Im-pul-ses All we receive and give Is not even from our own It flows in one direction Through voiceless empty braincells To stay in minds that have been Cleared up to death Echo All we receive and give Is not even from our own Echo! Echolalia! We will not hatch, We will not break our Shell made of mirrors! We will repeat Until we find The very core Of what had been Frightening us We will not hatch We will not break Our shell made of Mirrors and fake Conceptions of What dwells by our Side and what is Our inner truth Stop for ten seconds And hear what we plagiarize! (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10) Ah! Echolalia! We can’t stand to watch How our world is torn apart Shredded into pieces of False information Ramifications of what We have been told That will spread this fever Of deadly stuckness Echo Shredded into pieces of False information Ah! Echolalia!
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They fought with strength They showed us who we were To rip the curtain That blocked our sight from ourselves They broke our walls And every brick was shattered They brought our crown But it ended forgotten We’ve forgot our power! From beyond our stares Comes a scream of frightened need Of not being carriers Of our own nothing We’ve lost our chance Dissonance fades into normal We’ve lost our chance With our empty stares Dissonance is fading into normality They fought with strength They showed us who we were To rip the curtain That blocked our sight from ourselves They broke our walls And every brick was shattered They brought our crown But it ended forgotten Forgotten! We stand in awe watching silence… prevail.

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Second full-length by Mindpath (Iván Stevens).

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released September 22, 2012

Iván Stevens

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