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The awe it instills
How grand this revolting spectacle
Beyond what we can fathom
So far detached from reason
I quiver before it, I tremble
I see your vision
This bleak truth you contrive

It's time to go into the me below
My morbid self beneath
A peril trip the last way out
I spin as I let go
In spirals down the narrow lines
Passing through my aura
Spit me out into my mind
A journey through disease

Beams of fire sweep through my head
Thrusts of pain increasingly engaged
Sensory receptors succumb
I am no one now -- agony

My crimson liquid so frantically spilled
- the ruby fluid of life unleashed

We are origin
We are increate
You will see our coming for a thousand years
Every violent element incarnate made flesh and fused to one

You may call us Remnant,
as we are all that will be left

Tremors, reverberating
Frequency of doom
How strongly the violent thoughts of vengeance echo
Setting in motion the strings of hate

Shudder
Shudder
Vibrate

Tremors, reverberating frequency of doom
How strongly the violent thoughts of vengeance echo
Setting in motion the strings of hate
Shudder. Shudder. Vibrate.

This is the soundtrack to our hostility,
To our malicious intent, to the pointless grudge forever held,
The callow dream, the dismal wish to harm.

Here we are to stay
We all can see the purblind day
Assail the cause
Defray the ogre, the insubordinates

Restrained to live
Bring me home
Confronting mutants

Пятый студийный альбом шведской метал группы Meshuggah, выпущенный 16 мая 2005 года, лейблом Nuclear Blast. Этот альбом также как и EP'ишка "I" имеет всего одну композицию.

По текстам песен это концептуальный альбом, основанный на романе Джозефа Хеллера «Уловка-22»

Сюжет "Уловки-22 " такой: 1944 год. На островке Пианоза в Тирренском море расквартирован бомбардировочный полк ВВС США (летающий на бомбардировщиках North American B-25 Mitchell), в котором служат капитан Йоссариан, главный герой романа, и его сослуживцы. Командование авиаполка раз за разом увеличивает норму боевых вылетов, тем самым продлевая службу пилотов, отлетавших свою норму, после которой они имеют право вернуться домой. Таким образом, отлетать норму становится практически невозможным.

Йоссариан, с точки зрения автора — отчаянный трус, с которым любили летать на задания экипажи бомбардировщиков, так как, будучи бомбардиром, то есть наводчиком, при заходе на цель он производил сумасшедшие противозенитные манёвры в память о том случае, что когда-то он дважды зашел (и единожды — успешно) на цель (мост) в начале своей пилотской карьеры. Это стало причиной гибели стрелка Сноудена из его экипажа, который мучительно долго умирал на его руках; сей подвиг стал причиной награждения самого Йоссариана, получения наград, которых он избегал весьма экстравагантными способами…
Йоссариан пытается убраться подальше от театра военных действий, ссылаясь то на боль в печени, то на сумасшествие, и каждый раз терпит неудачу. Сумасшествие является официальной причиной для отстранения от полётов, однако для освобождения от воинской обязанности сначала необходимо подать официальное заявление. При этом, согласно некоему правительственному постановлению, о котором говорится только как об «Уловке-22», всякий, кто заявляет о себе, что он сумасшедший, с целью освободиться от военной обязанности, тем самым доказывает, что он не сумасшедший, так как такое заявление явно говорит о здравомыслии. Парадоксальная ситуация усугубляется множеством различных факторов бюрократического и морального характера, что превращает действие в абсурдистский фарс, построенный на перекликающихся и приумножающихся парадоксах.

Melting hands, as in fear they've ruled
but will not anymore
Determination now only a coagulating fluid
burning its pathes down the sad soil

Clouds pregnant with heavy rain
opens up its portals and pour upon earth,
the moist of a lost childhoods

Unbound to the pale and lifeless day by the multi-colored, multiform
A spinning anti-dream unthought. Exceeding the obsolete reality
Overheated inner shape generator. Blowing every cerebral fuse
Insanity filtered and systematized. Feeding the tools of mind abuse

Mind signal transmission peaked, distorted, bent, unrestrained
Neuro receivers short circuit. System parameters over gained
Nerve threads decoding the stream of the reality inverting revolution

A STALE ORGANIC CAGE. INCARCERATION. I'M IN THE STRANGER: ME. (LOST IN CORPOREAL INANITY)
THE USER OF MY FACE; BENEATH ITS GUISE I ROT. A PARADOX IN TERMS. (I AM NOW WHAT I'M NOT)
INTERCONNECTED, FUSED. MY WORDS ARE ITS THOUGHTS. I NOW SHARE MY SELF WITH MY REFLECTION.
STRAINING TO DIVIDE OUR TWINED FORMATION. DUALITY WITHIN SINGULARITY.

(I'M FORLORN IN MY OWN WITHERING SOUL, RACKED BY CONTINUOUS WAVES OF DISSOLUTION
MY GEMINI MIND THE CREATOR OF THE UNDULATION. I STRAIN TO UNTANGLE THESE MALIGNANT BONDS,
TO BECOME AGAIN THE ONE THAT I WAS)

Corridor of chameleons

We're the carriers of a new anomaly; Fold, unfold. Bend, shift color.
Always turning our backs to the wind. Deaf to the inner voices screaming.
Purpose, profit, act only to gain. Blistered tounges from licking greedward.
Taste the enemy. Throw up their means. Swallow the bits that fit your needs.

Keep your eyes searching in all directions, scanning for opportunities

[Lyrics: Tomas Haake, Music: Fredrik Thordendal]

Listen to the hidden tune
- The essence of lies in notes defined
As we dance to the dissonant sway
- The choreography refined
Will subdued and shackled
Reason washed aside

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

Strive, strive, surmount the obstacles
Become the essence of your goals
Hereditary dream
Pray that you may attain that destiny
Fall into the coveted line
Where life is but a theme
Of pretense in lustrous guise

An inwrought irksome rabbit
is washing my stomach
I can't stop thinking about my tonsils
how they are pendulating between my toes
slowly suffering from liberty
I'm naked on a TV-set and it's running wild,
fast, sweet and heavy penetrating in to my
grandparents pupils out of reach but with a

An even stobe
A pulse of flashing
Hatelights of synthetic souls
Massproduced, hammered into shape
A sign of times
Dreams turn into systems
A new way - a new breed
Implanted in our minds

An even stobe a pulse of flashing
Hatelights of synthetic souls massproduced
Hammered to shaped a sign of times dreams
Turn into systems a new way a new breed
Implanted in our minds

Here I am in the hand of a sterile hate the
New control I can not wake I m not a sleep

I FEEL TORN APART A VILE MISFIT FALLEN DEEP INTO AFFLICTION OF MY
HOLLOW MIND THE SENSE OF SUFFOCATION GROWS INSIDE MY LUNGS
WHEN I WAKE INTO TRUTH I'M BACK AMONG THE BLIND THE TRUTH OF
LIES DISENCHANTING MY EYES HOW CAN I SURVIVE I CAN'T STAND BEING
ALIVE GODS OF RAPTURE ENSHROUDING MY EYES A TRY TO HIDE THAT
SLOWLY I DIE MY PAST LAUGH AT ME FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF NEGATION
UNTYING THE LASTING FEW CORDS OF COMMON SENSE SUBMERGED INTO
THE FLOW THE RAPIDS OF ADDICTION TOO WEAK TO PUSH IT BACK A

Vitalize your benevolent thoughts today
Encrust the encumbrance that encroach your brain
A devastated world we'll see in tomorrow's society
crushed by our own alternatives we've got ourselves to blame

Tons of death's spreading out violent solitude
WE OBLITERATE OURSELVES
Procrastinated measures decrease our chance to save

I'M THE CONCRETE LEPER SICKNESS REPULSION EMBODIED BUT HEAR THE
SERMON ESCAPING MY VERMIN MOUTH YOU MIGHT EVEN STAY WITH ME
IN THE DIRT I'M SOAKED IN PUTRID SEWAGE RISEN FROM EMPTY WORDS
TO YOU A LEGION OF NAUSEA I'M YOUR SINS I'M YOUR CROWN OF THORNS
I'VE SEEN THE BLOOD OF GENERATIONS THE RAVENOUS MOUTH CALLED
SYSTEM WE'RE ALL SHAPED BY VULGAR HANDS THE GRIP OF HATE AND
LIES THE SUSTENANCE TO OUR BELLICOSE WAYS AN IGNORANCE ALMOST
JUSTIFIED AS THE GAP OF HUMANITY FRACTION GROWS THE SKULL OF

I'm the great Leviathan, insatiable colossus
Titanic engulfer of lives, I reward you, absorb you
I'm the monstrous mouth that hungers for your awe
Immense construction of lies. I own you, disown you

I am life. I'm death. You empower me

I'm a mammoth king evoked, conjured by your dreams

Look at him yearning, desirous
His craving, his hunger
Constant needs, constant wants
Nothing will quell, nothing will slake
Insatiable, vacuous man

Hollow and see-through
His emptiness has made him frail

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

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

This could've been a good day
to enjoy how life can be
But instead I wake up in myself
look down ashamed to understand
what we ignore insanity
We wait for the problems
to solve themselves

Why mourn this travesty
Hide this slow degradation
Claw and compete mindlessly
All things undone too late

Craving our waking sleep
Is binding us to this ivory tower
Serves to complete the truth that we cling onto

[Lyrics: Tomas Haake, Music: Marten Hagstrom]

The void clenches its determined jaws
A lethargic, careless motion to kill
Monstrous, prodigious, indifferent
Slow and deliberate its torturous skills

Its molars grind and shatter

So here we are
Tearing at flesh to scar
Carving a mark
In servitude of the dark
Realign the weaponry of your mind
A surgical strike
Nothing left to find

Blinded, gagged and bound by confirmation
On this premise we iterate a lie
Why? Will stay unasked
They know, we know
It doesn't matter
Barren hollow words
No information
We're led to believe

Lasciviously they move
Two powers bound for unity
Like magnets, they align, under immunity
The product of their congress, their libidinous deed
Insatiable mouth of conflict and greed

Beware the soon to be born bringer of pain

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

Skyline draped in shimmering red
Irradiant and treacherous
Neon prophecies hail the end, the capital of piety

Totalitarianopolis, city of dread
The glorious streets of dystopia continuously running red
This is where self is relinquished
Autonomy sacrificed

Drowned in this screaming silence
Embraced by shadows, they tear me
The wormholes free my eyes

The blood boils - it knows
My thoughts burn as minds liquefy, vaporize
Reality scorched by this fixed state

I'm A Carnal, Organic Anagram.
Human Flesh Instead Of Written Letters.
I Rearrange My Pathetic Tissue.
I Incise.
I Replace.
I'm Reformed.
I Eradicate The Fake Pre-Present Me.
Elevate Me To A Higher Human Form.

I'm a carnal, organic anagram
Human flesh instead of written letters
I rearrange my pathetic tissue
I incise, I replace, I'm reformed

I eradicate the fake, pre-present me
Elevate me to a higher human form
The characters I am

The glued-on sheet of self control. The pity of
sense, of sanity
-Cracking at the seams. Torn from my reality
The motion of thoughts subdued. Overcome, suppressed
by terror
The mouth of fear overfed by dread beyond measure

Pounding waves of overload running through my every

Hear the mourners
The earth is gasping for air
Sneering at this thoughtless ravage
If we don't wake we'll massacre ourselves

Sneaking skullduggery
Slaughter the lungs of humanity
Spreading devastation through this world

Trapped in a ceaseless fever of spite,
an unending fit of resentment and anger
Caught in a moment of unforgiveness
In the snapshot of a hate filled second

The speechless flickering of uncomprehending eyes
Dilated in disbelief
Your vacant gaze distorted

Redundant cruelty
Children are shoveled into enclosed solitude
in lack of value cause by minor defects
Each one an unsuitability
Outside the publics field of vision

Left to die on a bed of concrete
While the rich swallows ostentation

Squint your eyes to see clearly. Blur reality to make
it real
Let focus go from your deceiving eyes to know what's
been concealed
We've all been blinded - Subjects to visual
misinformation
A systematic denial of the crystalline

I ALONE I FILL MY HEAD WITH EVERYTHING I HAVE SEE INTO MY EMPTY
FACE SCARRED I KNOW I'LL NEVER BE YOU'RE ALL THE POWER IN MY
FUCKED UP FEELINGS WORN OUT BY FRAYED OLD VISIONS I KNOW I AM
YOU TOO SO I WEAR YOUR MISSION MARK MY EVERY STEP AND I CHOKE
MY LONELY BREATH SO I CAN BEAR MY SEED SLAY WELL I DO KNOW MY
HAND OBEY I LOOK INTO MYSELF CRAWLING RAGGED IN MY BRAIN I'M NO
ENEMY TO ME I AM THE HATE YOU MADE OF FLESH AND BLOOD I AM THE
MAN YOU ATE NOW LEFT TO SOUR EMBARK MY SOLITUDE FILL UP WITH

Come and hear my twisted lies
The way I bend and falsify
A master of deception
User of an untrue smile

A rapist of the truth
Adapting it to fit my cause
I'm the human lie

NOONE KNOWS THE SOUL OF TEARS AND WHY CAN'T WE SEE HUMAN
INDIGNITY WHO WILL LAUGH AT THE GROWING SUFFERING THE BLEEDING
RAPIDLY BREEDING INCREASING THE CLOCK IS TICKING ON BEFORE US
CONSTANTLY RUNNING HYPNOTIZED ENERGIZED BY NAIVETY TAKE A PICK
AT RANDOM CHOOSE OUR FUTURE TO BE CRAWLING IN THE MESS OF
STUPIDITY WE WON'T HEAR WHEN WE'RE DEAD AND GONE WE TRUST IN
LIES OR A FAKE PARADISE ARE WE BLINDED TIL' THE BITTER END DECIDED
OR MAYBE VERY MISGUIDED TRAVELLING THROUGH ENDLESS TIMES

Inner perception trapped in a soul cage
human wreckage i leave my liquid face
who am i sense blurred who's my mind
in this life obscured
visual progressions leave me no peace
subliminal merger clutch the
fence of needs
what's there in desperation what's real

Lacerating pains of degeneration speed through your
trembling mind
Still, in machine-like strife you gain another mile
The temporary elusive goal: To reach the solace, to
feed once more
upon the synthetic reaper of loss. No matter the
outcome. No matter the cost

What solace lies in the arms of fate
-The ill embrace of uncertainty
When did I leave this in other hands
-To be pulled down at chance

Ripped away by destiny-claws
Am I another of fate's possessions
Dwelling the lie of freedom

tortured soul ripping skin into ashes
blind by pain deaf by lies
smell of freedom violently cuts
forgiveness
power to a being never dies
suffer in truth's narrow passage saw
weak solutions stabbed to now know
the smile of obliterations face

Insectine man, carnivore. The shape of us, the conduct of flies
All-consuming swarm in inconspicuous disguise
Bloodseeking, parasitic. Ecstatically tracing decay
Thriving in the glow that death emits, the warm perfume it radiates

Revolting conformity. Hive mind unity

Excitedly their madness grind, aroused by vile ambition

Mechanical compound eye
Imposed observance. Sentries in the sky
Vigilant lenses. Objectives belied
In blackened heavens covertly they hide

They see you. They see all. They know all indiscretions
Compiler of your dreams, your indignations
Following your every single move

A sustained static gaze
Oblivious to surroundings
Empty, strained, unmoving eyes
Introverted, paralyzed

A burning mass of emotions denied
Enraged by years of silencing
An accumulation of feelings suppressed

A slow violence of words
This injurious game you play
Spiteful, syllable strings arranged
And tied into weapons, weapons (weapons)

The incisions of your tongue
The slashing, the deliberate cuts
Run deep and wide

End this debate. No need to dream of solace
I'll be your truth in this game that is life
Your will withering away
Among the comatose but insight's not your fate
Minds align to fire the sequence
You will feel the knife as it turns
Taste visions of ruin and thirst
Make for save haven but I will find you first

I'M THE SHALLOW, THE SUPERFICIAL. I'M THE COMMON MAN. FAITHLESS, NARROW MINDED, INDIFFERENT, IMPASSIVE.
A SYCOPHANTIC LEECH. TANTAMOUNT TO DISINTEGRITY. I'M THE VULTURE FEEDING ON MALIGNANCY.

I'M THE SIN, THE LECHEROUS SNEERING AT PROSTRATION. I WALLOW IN DISEASE. I REJOICE AT DEGRADATION.
I YAWN AT MISERY. SPIT AT OTHERS HAPPINESS. AN ADVOCATE OF MANIPULATION. I EMBRACE THE SICKENING.

I'M THE LOST. I'M AVERAGE. I'M COMMON. I'M INFECTION. I'M HUMAN. I'M COMMON
A WORM THRIVING IN SEAS OF DISGUST. I'M COMMON. THE MOUTH LICKING WHAT YOU'VE BLED. I'M COMMON

Reality, this spiteful snake
Rearing its ugly head
Venom dripping from its grin
As it tosses yet another obstacle in our way

Given a thousand years to collect
To process, to portray
We could never encompass the voracity

Trapped in a gaze where time stand still
Connected to a blur sensations deformed
We are to drown just to become
Another set of eyes among the millions

Enchanted we fade selecting illusions
Dwellers of the scene a new world obsessed
Gods of displays divine screens

CONVALESCENT LIVID WE SUCCUMB
STAGNATION NOW COMPLETE
THIS IS THE NEW PLAGUE CALLED
UNCONSCIOUSNESS
WE'RE SELFCAGED IN DEFEAT
CLOTTED MINDS COAGULATE WE ARE TRAPPED
INSIDE THE TEARS WE OBEY RESIGNATE TO OUR
SELF-INFLICTED FEARS