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Meshuggah
Meshuggah




Альбом Meshuggah


Catch Thirtythree (16.05.2005)
16.05.2005
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Reaching for the inner bright, the very essence-sun of my
dreaming bliss
Guided by a fear blinded outside all shades of the perfect
black


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The scattered jigsaw of my redemption laid out before my
eyes
Each piece as amorphous as the other Each piece in its
lack of shape a lie


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Me the paragon of fear, an immobile skein of tangled
nerves exposed
Hastily clawing my way into the darkest of my inner scenes
of torture

I stay my breath to escape this slavery
I stay my breath to re-awake and face it encore
The struggle to free myself of restraints, becomes my very
shackles


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Non-physical smothering. Asphyxiation by oxygen hands
Drowning in the endless sky. An ever-downward dive, only to
surface
the sewage of indecision, on which all sense of self is
afloat
The vortex-acceleration a constant. Resolute in purpose its
choking flow


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My ignorance cast in the mold of all things absolute
I sustain forever my gaze. A stare fixed on the distant
oblivion
Resting in the inverted state of being dead, non-sensory
matter
As all the earth, the wind, the fire, the sea behold and
learn to pity me


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Mutiny of self. Insurrection games convincingly performed
Incapacitated by physical thoughts acting out the will of
tendon and bone
Have the bridges of insanity been crossed and forever
retracted?
Am I standing among a thousand selves? Is the multitude of
laughters mine alone?


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The feeding frenzy of my starving soul, gnawing voraciously
at the bones,
the exo-skeletal patchwork protecting my own reflection
within;
The twin-and-same engaged in the mirrored act of chewing
away
at the shell of my attacking self. The paradox unseen

Treacherous this deceit to make no choice matter
To have and yet lose yourself, until finally all reasons why
are forgotten
To live through ones own shadow. Mute and blinded, is to
really see
Eclipse the golden mirror and the reflection is set free


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So imminently visible this cloaked innocent guilt
Sentenced to a lifetime, a second of structured chaos
Trampled by the ferocious, raging crowds of solitude
I m the soil beneath me soaking up the sustenance of my own
death

Extradited to the gods of chance, the deities of all things
random
Alive, multicolored, twitching in their dead monochrome
world


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Iridescent to the searhing eyes, I m all things vivid in a
world of grey
So easily spotted, so easily claimed in this domain where
all is prey

My thoughts a radiant beacon to the omnidirectional
hunter-god radar
I m a markerlight of flesh to these subconscious carnivores
I am them. I am teeth. I m their arousal at the kill
Feasting on self. A schizoreality warp. The contradiction
fulfilled

Focus the only means to see me back to life s unending swirl

A reversal of passing away, as the world of dead, as away is
now my origin


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I float through physical thoughts. I stare down the abyss of
organic dreams
All bets off, I plunge - Only to find that self is shed


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A lie to maintain equilibrium, to hold me in this dead realm
this last ever dream
I m the thought that never crossed my mind disguised in
the evident. Forever unredeemed


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A new level reached, where the absence of air lets me
breathe
I m inverted electrical impulses. A malfunctioning
death-code incomplete
All things before me, at first unliving glimpse undeciphered

Its semantics rid of logic. Nothing is all. All is
contradiction

Grinding, churning the sweetest ever noises
Decode me into their non-communication
A soundtrack to my failure, one syllable, one vowel

A stagnant flow of endings. Un-time unbound. Merging to form
the multi-none
A sickly dance of matter, malignantly benign. Greeting the
chasm unbearable, sublime


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Vision will blind. Severance ties. Median am I. True are all
lies


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