TRILOBETH
by UMBAH
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To a Somber Place
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Trilobeth
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Torn
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about
Released and available on CD at www.i-voidhanger.com
credits
released 01 January 2009
All instruments and programming Cal Scott
All instruments and programming Cal Scott
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UMBAH is an Industrial metal project.
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- Track Name: The Fall of Modern Thought
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A spiral uninterrupted
Fusing itself piece by piece
Into the nadir of its descent
A mind unwound
Deafened by words and blinded by thoughts
Overexposed
Sensory overload
Partitioned betwixt madnesses
Shedding itself of itself
An annihilation of awareness
Save for the awareness
Of annihilation
Past repose, Senses overload
A negative space laboratory
Organ chemical plant
Dispensing poison to oil the machine
Psychosis or neurosis
Somatic and erratic
Occurrence obscene
Recurrence: a chronic disease
Therapeutic delusion
Intensive care failure
Treatment obsolete
A terminal case closed - Track Name: Horon Vakel
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So you point electric fingers that illuminate the dark
I am deep underground spiralling down
the colours collide with the echoing sound
in my spine
i shudder to life in a different time
i shudder to life in a different space
thunderous screaming
splits open my head
my body aflame
in the land of the dead
shinamain- showtime on again
skinnamain- once you cared about
shinamain- showtime on again
skinnamain- once you cared about
As he goes, your sitting there contello, yellow
As i see all, your bloodline, is surely no longer.
spiralling down i am deep underground
the colours collide with the echoing sound
crystalline shivers explode in my spine
Jam or win, did you laugh that day
selling peace at showdown day
Killing mice and now we know
Killing mice and now we know
Inmiconerersal-inamiconciaolow
Its surely not mine. - Track Name: Beehive
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you are under cerebral mutilation
and is there anybody near me
is there anybody left alive
am i the only human in this robotic filled beehive
i think its a robotic beehive
i think i am the only human left
i think i think no one can talk
i think i am the only human left
beehive... anybody left alive - Track Name: Beryllium Crisis
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And beyond....
Between the highs and the lows
in this night
this consciousness, its a black consciousness
i have a desire
i draw near to one of them
partly the absence of stone
my only thought was for what was
sick of the site of it
what you gonna see
i seek this perfection this absence
its though i were at a second threshold
yes the obvious. - Track Name: Sheep of sad fate
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Razor sharp barbs of integrity and hate
Honed in for your docile brain
Part of the farm, Sheep of sad fate
Wake-up call, A jolt of hard pain
Cut from the set,Your system rejects
This violence,On high gain
Lasting impact,of a cultural eject
neurons frenzy, in a dance insane
spiraling thoughts, dementia certain
as the future, and past collide
circling down, final curtains
a pressure bomb, building inside
this annihilation, self-devastation
till your mind has,electronically died
In a transient state, O beast of fate
Now thinking, Righteous suicide - Track Name: A Happy Story
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Your well behaved,
white teeth
Safe with the corporate belief
you eat your food
you go to church and I dont think your ever rude
youv'e got your job and your well employed
and your never paranoid
its a happy fucking story
Got your happy blode haired wife
Yes thats where the futures at
same old , dog and a cat
Yes thats where the futures at
happy healthy clean and free
planning for your future life
saving for a holiday
youll go out and vote today
wife wants to be a dancer
but doctor sys shes dying of cancer
and says youve got a lump on your brain
now you lost your job cause your bowels dont work
you shit your pants and feel like a jerk
teeth have fallen out and you got weird spots
but youll be okay cause your insurance covers chemotherapy
Fluoride is good for you
Everything they say is true
Fluoride is good for you - Track Name: A little uneasy
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thorns run through embitterd places
and comatose spiders call forth again
they dont like any of these creatures
dehydrated laughs inside and crumbles like twilight
and then the master kiwi bird
and comatose spiders call forth
now i have to cling to tainted whitewash dreams
in a world where nothing is what it seems
but now we see what is behind the scenes
different patterns on every wall
they rotate through the seven webs
Glypto and Kanka incurable coppelturner
the more they consider the more they blow up sheep - Track Name: Mesoria a Larkara
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Through bursts of harsh violence and hatred extreme,
The rupture of of frail skin as down the blood streams,
Past pupil dialated and mouth drawn agape,
A scream from the dying, the murdered and raped.
The post-mortem rites performed with intent,
No pause for concern, no guilt or repent.
Dismembered and torn to the sadist's demand,
He molds her like clay with hacksaw in hand.
The limbs exit now from the slash of the blade,
Bisecting through wrists and ankles with haste.
The fingers hors d'oeuvres, exquisite to peel,
The torso his canvas, his brush stainless steel.
On mantles displayed endless horrific art,
Delicately rendered, conjoined or apart.
With infinite subjects and moribund dreams,
The sadist continues his hatred extreme. - Track Name: A Zen Horizon
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A liquid nightmare
Too poisonous to taste
A backwards cycle of inversion
Obstructing visions
Too atrocious to bear
Self-lobotomized confusion
Committing horrorcide
Destroying the dreams that plague this mind
Sharp colors, so bright
Like sight anew, bestowed upon the blind
A metal solution
Too simple for mistakes
A forward plunge into madness
Creating visions
With deeper driven nails
Through this pain towards redemption
Part this mantle of bone
A hammer-driven crown of thorns
Kindling greater senses
Impaling memories (I am reborn) - Track Name: Trilobeth
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A complexity born but not realized, the one i never had,
as pain seeps through my skeleton, unleashing a desire to be reborn,
and this time keep my mind,
How do you repair something so broken, in pieces,
the very fabric of existance,
all alone, you are me, as, i am you,
it is clear to me we have no place,
impenatrable, a hidden genocide of the new order
just biding time nothing in particular to do
trying to ignore what all the other people around you do
to come to life againin a moment of clarity
hunted by... trying - Track Name: Girl from Mars
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Under a cold black sun
We had so much fun, then
out came this little green weirdo
and he looked just like me
i couldn't believe my eyes
out came this little green weirdo
and he looked just like me
she was my girl from Mars - Track Name: Torn
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what was that reality about, perpetually alone,
stuck in viscious cycles of addiction and dealing with the confusion of psychosis,
and eroding braincells with constant insomnia,
never being able to get up and deal with reality, so reality just stabbed back.
So what would make somone want to continue this exsistance.
Alas now its all irelavant, simply things were how they were,
and now its just death, oh if only you could help me...
