Immersed in a colossal squall The endless storm grows and evolves With purpose to accelerate The progression of the human race
Your mind enters a dimension of thought Wisping forms flow through it Just like a moon pulling the tide The blackened ebb of Zeitgeist
It takes control of all your senses Tightening its hold, it breaks your defenses
Cosmic Cortex Bursting with gamma rays Cosmic Cortex You're pulsing through its veins Cosmic Cortex Will melt your brain
It takes its fears and makes them your own And you become its drone You're trapped between two hemispheres Enveloped by the years
The brain cannot truly create Only build upon its existing slate So we expand our totality A cranial, mass singularity
Taking control of all communications Watch the Cortex grow It's a mental infestation
Cosmic Cortex Bursting with gamma rays Cosmic Cortex You're pulsing through its veins Cosmic Cortex Will melt your brain
Feel, Sense, Share Breathe the looming atmosphere of Hate, Doubt, Fear Between the two hemispheres of Self and Mass, Torn To create within the same pulsing brain That will claim to protect: The Cosmic Cortex
All that has passed All thoughts amassed Speed through the curve Too far too fast To resist is to be destroyed
Terror rises from the East A neural web flowing like tidal debris Versed, coerced, immersed The Master Mind that shapes and turns this earth
The cosmic brain appears As a celestial sphere Grey matter that collects Consciousness The cosmic brain inscribes Tidal minds Grey matter that collects And then infects
No one defies The ever-growing mind All thought exhumed in The all-consuming Cosmic Cortex Collect, infect
02. Echoless Chamber
Empty are words that are regurgitated From type sanctified Tainted is air when you breathe what is spit in your face The virus survives
Echoless chamber of your mind Unknown to the boundaries that are defined
Enter the echoless chamber Deep inside the core Enter the echoless chamber Where the source is pure Descending through the black…
Type analyzed without a fleeting notion Of what lies inside Stamped to be chained and bound by thoughts That man has contrived
Enter the echoless chamber Deep inside the core Enter the echoless chamber Where the source is pure
Preconceptions, escape Foul taste, spit up, too late Disconnected madness Persecuted genius All your thoughts and actions Based of other's reactions
Echoless chamber of your mind Unknown to the boundaries that are defined Descending through the black…
I awoke to the splashing of footsteps Deep underground Before my eyes, dark stalagmites formed From the dripping sound
Looking down into the dark we realize We are our own makers Turn and be blinded by Your shadow's creator
Shadows steal the color from the world around Echoes trace the silken web which we are bound
Many times I have sought the sculptor The architect of thought Always ending at the beginning Grasping through the dark
Shadows steal the color from the world around Echoes trace the silken web which we are bound
Realizing I had been chasing reflections My skin began to glow Truth resides in this new realm of light I cast no shadow of my own
Looking down into the dark we realize We are our own makers Turn and be blinded by Your shadow's creator
Shadows steal the color from the world around Echoes trace the silken web which we are bound Shadows steal the color from the world around Echoes trace the silken web which we are bound
Within the shifting chamber
03. Dying World
The gasoline hits the streets igniting greedy eyes Marching blind through the heat Collapsing sites of decay mark the end of time A planetary grave
Slashing and burning, crushing and drilling Extinction is coming, the oil keeps spilling Business as usual while toxins are killing Destroying the land that our waste keeps on filling
Scenes of despair rising up through the noxious air Cities abandoned left to decay A world forgotten, pushed aside, left in disarray
The crunch of steel splitting rocks releases bloody soil Logic is what we mock The population booms and we must kill to live The end of our reign is coming soon
Slashing and burning, crushing and drilling Extinction is coming, the oil keeps spilling Business as usual while toxins are killing Destroying the land that our waste keeps on filling
Scenes of despair rising up through the noxious air Cities abandoned left to decay A world forgotten, as we live only to rot away
There's photo-enforcement in our streets The populous walks in defeat Toxic gases fill our lungs The bells of chaos have been rung
Welcome to the dying world Humanity has lost control
Propaganda shapes our minds Day to day we cross the line The seeds of hate lie in the soil Intoxicated by our spoils
Welcome to the dying world Humanity has lost control
Strange beast kills more than it can feast on Boundless need to push what it can reach for Plastic lifestyle, surgical disaster Sculpting the Earth Out of control, it starts moving faster
A self destructive way of life We continue forth with the end in sight The blood of the beast is green The oil of this death machine
Welcome to the dying world Humanity has lost control
04. Tetrastructural Minds
It''s a long way to reality from the mind's extremities Deep in the core of the subconscious realm lies A shrouded being, cowering Suspended entity in darkness Encapsulated in a crystalline state A soft glowing green in black Amebic dark, invading
Scampering through a silent chasm On the other side beams a ray of light The beacon becomes obscured As the walls structuralize Cubiform crystallization A daunted hero falls to its knees A piece of eternity from within Condemned to memory
One side is lost While the other is gained Will the two ever be one in the same? Suspended entity in darkness Encapsulated in a crystalline state A soft glowing green in black Amebic dark, invading
Retaliating echos puncturing my sanity The essence of my being is only a memory Crippling vices instilled confirm the soul to seclusion Disonant existence Feelings and thoughts without resolution
Life is liquid when we're young We paint with the colors of the sun Time solidifies in our brains And we paint with shades of grey
All I see are dark clouds over a sunny day The colorful picture of life solidifies and strips away Tetrastructural minds What once was liquid is frozen in time A cold cubic cell traps all hope deep inside Amebic dark, invading
05. Venus Project
They manufactured their fate Machines still echo in these stark landscapes Hallucinations of grandeur led them to boast The distracted culture let the industries clench at their throats They were choking in their billowy haste Rising stacks spewed out toxic waste Lethal injections left a toxic trace The drugged atmosphere was a heavy embrace Corrosive gases thickened the atmosphere They moved through the unknown with their backs toward the mirror
The past comes to life on the Earth sect Second in line as the Venus Project War was the priority for their future It overrode the threat of the fast rising temperature point of no return as they blistered and peeled It didn't matter though because their fate had been sealed Trapped inside an envelope of nuclear overkill They ensured all life to be born still The earth was pressure cooked as the water fled The land was filled with the dust from the dead Small jobs for big egos who let greed corrupt their lives They knew their future was coming, but illusions diverted their eyes
Global dissonance, a scalding air of silence Geographic reverberations of apathetic violence
Reminders of their greatness stand grim and barren Alone and useless over vast expanses The entirety of their race was brainwashed by scare tactics Unable to see any truth under a veil of distraction Fear Fear Fear Fear Kill them before they kill you The result of that mentality led to...
Lifeless scenes emerge between the clouds of acidic mist Metalloid structures crowd this puke colored abyss The past is the only thing living on the planet A runaway greenhouse affect destroyed everything organic The species left their impact with radioactive craters The cities lie flat on this nuclear future Phase ten complete on the Venus Project Scorched rocks and molten lead will be the fate of man Fear echoes strongly in this nuclear wasteland
06. Dark Creations, Dead Creators
Conjurers of the old abyss Mystified the distant serpent's hiss A spark of life into imagined forms A spark of faith and a lie is born
Death to the immortal realm False truths propagate fear Death to all religion now And the fools who can't see through the clear Death to all those who confound And regress our people as a whole Death upon this bloodied ground Sever the hand of His stranglehold
Dark creations from ailing brains Fiends of falsehood that cannot ascertain Truth from logic in modern times Cut the baggage of this profound lie