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Fission: "Crater" – 2004

энциклопедия: Fission

Состав группы:

  • Banny Hägglund – ударные, акустическая и электро– гитары, бас
  • Vintersorg – вокал, клавишные, ударные сэмплы, акустическая гитара на 4

Приглашённые музыканты:

  • Ballerina Audio AB – ударные
  • Drt.RiBBon Studios – гитара, бас
  • Waves – клавишные, ударные сэмплы
  • Black Lodge – вокал

Fission: "Crater" – 2004

Композиции:

  1. Mechanis
  2. Crater
  3. Accelerator
  4. Empty Nimbus
  5. Magnetism
  6. Catastrophe Consumer
  7. The Core – 118 Protons Of Insanity
  8. Mind Vortex
  9. The Chaos Algorithm
  10. Eremiten
  11. Syndrome

Лирика

1. Mechanis

(инструментал)

2. Crater

Crater!!!!!!

I was bombed by a sanity defect
And I can't rebound from the impact
All words and actions have a collision effect
My blood strives towards a frenzied cataract

'cause you ground me with your social mano
Even in my sleep
Until I became a raging volcano
That couldn't be slaked, not even by the neap

I'm like a crater with giant ejecta
Behind a wall my senses speak
The emotions melt into a mental breccia
Their velocity shows in the central park

In my arteries, furious projectiles
Of blood, coloured by extremity
Oxygenates the muscles as they rile
And breed rage out of cavity

Through the atmosphere of my bodily shell
Your words cut like an asteroid
And carry me into an earthly hell
To the bottom of the crater's void

I'm like a crater with giant ejecta
Behind a wall my senses speak
The emotions melt into a mental breccia
Their velocity shows in the central park

3. Accelerator

The society is subservient
To promote it's truth as a universal brand
About personal deviant
Like a wild fire it sweeps the land

Don't dare to think differentle
Then it'll drown you in it's lough
Cause then you start a conspiracy
Steering revolution's plough

If you break the conformity
You offend it's unfluent platitude
Therefore I'm refining my asperity
Edifying my own magnitude

I've smelled the stench of arrogance
Under the limited skies
Of society's flamboyance
Fighting the accelerator of lies

The clinical laws that direct our culture
Seem set by barbarians
A static formula that scars like a vulture
Over us, the sleeping carrions

I've smelled the stench of arrogance
Under the limited skies
Of society's flamboyance
Fighting the accelerator of lies

4. Empty Nimbus

Senselessness occupied all senses
Was I following the patterns of dunces?
The predictable laws in the exterior
Got indefinable as it floated into the interior

But conflicts turned to harmony
When I crawled out through my wormhole
And admitted insifficienty
As part of the human role

You call me outcast, an empty nimbus
But I am just preserving my sanity
Why waste energy on your stagnating muss?
That curses my behaviour as insanity

(In your eyes) My aura losing it's glow
But I'm saving my strength in the shadows
Shutting down the power
Outting the chord to your observing tower

"He used to be a radiant head
But now it's pale like the dead"

You call me outcast, an empty nimbus
But I am just preserving my sanity
Why waste energy on your stagnating muss?
That curses my behaviour as insanity

Your idea structures are breathing by unreasoning
In essence and conclusion
With logics in mind, it's just false seasoning
That spices your illusion

5. Magnetism

The flow of electrons aboard the compass
Tweaking the needle towards hell
Where the confluent harmony turns to fuzz
By field lines of anguish that encircle the cells

The neurons and the nerves
Depression colour's it's canvas
Inside the thinking canals, like curves
Magnetic waves wrap it's was

Like a sun from a distant universe
That burns down my soul
I suffer dejection's eternal curse
At it rules the corridors of my nole

I'm a magnet to emptiness
And I can't change the polarity
Attracting the drakness
Beyond the boundaries of modicity

As a dynamo for uncontrolled hate
Both rotator and stator
Storing the emotions in a mental crate
Swallowed by depression's generator

I am the engine and the turbine
For atrabilious accidents
I am privation divine
Molded by an ignitable element

By stars from a violent universe
As they sleep withing my soul
Pulling down an infinite curse
Into the coridors of my nole

I'm a magnet to emptiness
And I can't change the polarity
Attracting the drakness
Beyond the boundaries of modicity

As a dynamo for uncontrolled hate
Both rotator and stator
Storing the emotions in a mental crate
Swallowed by depression's generator

6. Catastrophe Consumer

He's educated by a defense-mechanism
To encase the mind's status
Still he feeds images of catastrophism
To his think-apparatus

Magnitudes of disorder
Grow, inflourishing bloom
Ejecting through sanity's border
Consuming every room

Be, inhales stardust to the innermost fovea
To find a destructive lore
Exhaling exploding supernova
While he constantly press "stare"

Quantitis of subversion, echo through the mind
Swarmed by symphony of downfall
Continuing the experiment, impossible to unwind
The addiction, that slowly enthrones senses hall

He's like a chaos machine
Processing the world through darkness
A march into the obscene
The tactful leader? Starkness!

All his dreams are employed
By the conjuration of the scary
This inner state has destroyed
That which was a visionary?

Quantitis of subversion, echo through the mind
Swarmed by symphony of downfall
Continuing the experiment, impossible to unwind
The addiction, that slowly enthrones senses hall

7. The Core – 118 Protons Of Insanity

(инструментал)

8. Mind Vortex

My persection is set to a mode
Of squeezing thoughts into one lane
A phase that ends with overload
Through the head blows a violent hurricane

I feed this process with mental twisters
While watching man's stupidity
Building up a billion blisters
In the brains anatomy

Failing to flee, forced from the lee
Into the wind of unbearable motion
A blizzard of dree, across the mind's sea
Completes the inevitable tortion

Thought coordinations that fail to flex
Construct a daedal cyclone
I'm encircled by this vortex
Narrowed b the borders of it's cone

Dawn: becomes dark across the globe
Mountains: inverted abysses
The gentle breeze that travelled the lobes
Turns into typhoon enterprises

Failing to flee, forced from the lee
Into the wind of unbearable motion
A blizzard of dree, across the mind's sea
Completes the inevitable tortion

Awareness: flooded by infrequent precipitation
Vision: cursed by the spiral container
Hearing: deafened by this storm's invasion
Thinking: the vortex retainer

9. The Chaos Algorithm

When the vapour of untempted fission
Energizer the eternal invasion
It spawns a chaotic violent mission
We're all victim for his sensation

Masters that turn to slaves
When the process conducts itself
Buried by atoms in falling caves
Neck high in radiation's delf

A step by step downfall
As a result of our megalomania
We aimed to make energy crawl
But lost the fight to urania

Like the occuring of tidal wives
And volcanos furious fidelism
Untuning ligocs' harmonious octaves
To outshine every syllogism

That algorithm is now at work
When a bullet cuts through the air
Finding it's target through the mantle murk
That plunders every lair

A step by step downfall
As a result of our megalomania
We aimed to make energy crawl
But lost the fight to urania

10. Eremiten

Jag har satt mig själv i isolation
Avskild från bedömares kaskader
Liksom eremiten som ströp sin relation
Till masshysteri, och myriader

Av åsikter som tvingats till själen
Ett tungt och malande ok
De, fillde metodiskt siineskärlen
Och vansinnets väv föll som ett dok

Över medvetenhetens fristad
Med en industriell mekanik
Med den effektivaste verkningsgrad
I en väloljad kvärarteknik

Så, jag flydde hort från larm och kvalm
Till mina egna tankar
Följde inspirationers friska psalm
Som nu I märgen bankar

Fri från lögnernas maskineri
Fri från tvångets apati

Aahhh

Jag har satt mig själv i isolation
Avskild från bedömares kaskader
Liksom eremiten som ströp sin relation
Till masshysteri, och myriader

11. Syndrome

As we measure our existence
By axioms forged in our awareness
I long for science about lunacy's consistence
The composition of madness

Cause, the diagnosis "psychosis"
Darkens our vividity
It's just an autohypnosis
Programmed by man's stupudity

Every creative thought
Is referred to as an coldity
And the expansion of that thought
Is the kingdom of abnormality

Since childhood I have that syndrome
So, they call me fool and disturbing jinx
My vision expands in the psyche's dome
What they call "madness", is my sphinx

I hail a mental avalanche
Beyond the conscious dying branch

The idenited oration of the mind
Is the speech that lurks behind
The outside effective machinery
Where every second has it's bizarre scenery

I hail a mental avalanche
States, positions, progression and law
Beyond the conscious dying branch
To where thoughts have their thaw

Every cell is a part of the equation
Like the spirit, mind and soul
To uncover it's deeper location
Every angle and pole

If madness is defined
I claim that madness is divine

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