1. CONTORTION

Morphine patch evaporated senses mental stigmata
Reality disappears while I dive in the ashes of man
I have devoured fumes of my yesterday’s humanity
I am left with (semi-mechanized post-organic) emotions

Give me back all the dreams of tomorrow
Compressed to a 9mm shell
Betrayed by all the tech-messiahs
I'm caged in my flesh darkest cell

Designed. Implied. Rationalized. Utilized. Erased
Designed. Implied. Rationalized. Utilized. Erased

Systematic contortion implied error diffusion
Increasing probability of gene modification default
Constant fragmentation system framework collapse
Consciousness nothing more than regular exception

Give me back all the dreams of tomorrow
Compressed to a 9mm shell
Betrayed by all the tech-messiahs
I'm caged in my flesh darkest cell

Designed. Implied. Rationalized. Utilized. Erased
Designed. Implied. Rationalized. Utilized. Erased

I've been worshiping technology for my whole cycle
I've become a bio-instrument driven by lust for improvement
Part of the bio-bot network created to eliminate confusion
Through the process of recycling humanity into a new form


2. INHALE EXHALE

I love to be fucked up by the cocaine extract
That leaks from every slit of the matrix

Reality is a lie

Inhale exhale

It distorts mind-waves, tune them to the right frequency,
Enables to capture kinetic sense of the crowd
It strange that those forms are breed in mind
Behaviors so unpredictable but resulting from a formula

Oh play with contorted dream's broker
Tohether with the other abstract mental diseases
And then let's stand in the enlightened circle
Just for one moment joint by fluorescent vapor

Tonight let the sound system bizzare
Fill me with the concrete beats of my neuro-city

Reality is a lie

Inhale exhale

Equation model initial system framework... And then reallife
Application
You and I...


3. DISINTEGRATE

Deny everything you knew before
This time it has a heart and bone

Was born from wicked pleasures of the flash
It screams like a supernova in your chest

Escape the lies, their pumping in your head

No place for empty words
They'll bring you only pain
From ashes we shall rise

All this hate in our heads
We woll leave this words in flames
All this hate in our heads
We woll leave this words in flames

I can see your face, burning to dust
In the land of broken promises we spread our wings to rise

I stand upon the sea of fire
Watching our faith disintegrate
Until all we know dies out


4. NEURO CITY AGENDA

Data streams injected into veins
Pulsing intoxicating consuming my ghost
Philosophy of performance
Cold-logic transmissions, saturating my semen

I am searching for
A meta-technology solution
To isolate conception
Break functional status quo
Mental submission
Trigger of revolution
For a binary defined soul

Derivative constructions
Human product life-cycle

It's nothing more than a violent dirge
In the heart of the most sluttish concrete jungle
Every thought becomes mechanized...

I am searching for
A meta-technology solution
To isolate conception
Break functional status quo
Mental submission
Trigger of revolution
For a binary defined soul

Redefining empathy

Constantly upgrading towards perpetual perfection
Multilayer solutions as the key to human perception
They tell we are just a composite of fuzzy logic rules


5. UNTHINKABLE COMPLEXITY

Sterile thoughts slaughtered emotions

This is the new world order
Has reviled the remnants of your humanity

Maltreated conscience, viral tranquillity

I - the imprisoned soul
Deny - to revive the senses
Your ischemic body bleeds inside

"Cyberspace. A consensual hallucination experienced daily by billions of
Legitimate operators, in every nation, a graphic representation of data
Abstracted from banks of every computer in the human system. Unthinkable
Complexity."

This is the new world order
Has reviled the remnants of your humanity

Anti-symbiotic impulses has infected ypur mind
Overwhelming diffusion of filthy thoughts

"Lines of light ranged in the nonspace of the mind, clusters and constellations
Of data. Like city lights, receding into the distance...

Unthinkable Complexity."


6. FRACTAL ARCHITECTURE OF THE STOCK MARKET

(Instrumental)


7. TERMINAL CODE

I - the proud conceptual designer of mind's limiting repository

Now I'm
Altering priorities
Changing perspective
Processing refinement
To outperform any emotions

Accelerated development, industrial mutation creative destruction

I - the inert and solitary entity
Floating on a pan drift by technology I fear the perspective

"Take a good look at this world, how riddled it is with huge, gaping holes,
How full nothingness, the nothingness that fills the bottomless void between the stars,
How everything about us has become lined with it,
How it darkly lurks behind each shred of matter.
This is your work, envious one!
And I hardly think the future generations will bless you for it..."

Now I'm:
Altering priorities I fear the perspective
Processing downshifting to overwhelm my weakness
Conducting soul defragmentation out sourcing every single breath

Performing life as a transaction we are executing our terminal code


8. LOVE AND TENSOR ALGEBRA

Come!

Let us hasten to a higher plane,
Where dryads tread the fairy fields of venn,
Their indices bedecked from one to N,
Commigled in an endless markov chain!

I'll grant the random access to my heart,
Don't tell me all the constants of thy love,
And so we shall all love's lemmas prove,
And in our bound partition never part.

Cancel me not for what shall remain?
Cancel me not for what shall remain?

The inverse of my verse,
Null domain,
Abscissas some mantissas,
Modules and modes,
A root or two a tours and a node.

Cancel me not for what shall remain?
Cancel me not for what shall remain?

I'll grant the random access to my heart,
Don't tell me all the constants of thy love,
And so we shall all love's lemmas prove,
And in our bound partition never part.

I'll grant the random access to my heart,
Don't tell me all the constants of thy love,
I'll grant the random access to my heart,
I'll grant the random access to my heart,
Don't tell me all the constants of thy love.


9. SIMSENSE XP

(Instrumental)


10. DEAD END

Once more I see the rusty sky above
The acid rain falls, bursting into the ground
Protection will deacticate nothing will preserve me

I swallow my own blood
I know that one day I will choke with it

We made one step to far one step too soon there is no reference
There is no horizon

This is dead end, the point of no return

Where is the line between reality and hallucination?
Side effects of radiation or insanity?
Mouldered pages of memoir seems incomprehensible
Even those records of past now mean nothing

Everything has fucked up so suddenly
Nothing went as it was planned
Nothing was as it meant
We thought building a brave new world
But someone overrated our capabilities

Where is the line between reality and hallucination?
Side effects of radiotion or insanity?

This is dead end, the point of no return


11. PARADIGM

Look into the sky if you still have the strenght
What shall you ask while facing death?
There is nothing and nowhere part from your very own thoughts
It is not easy to acknowledge that we are worthless

I don't know why I've stopped on the edge of my desires...

Chaos doesn't exist - everything has a for formula
Still I cannot define myself in context of valid paradigm of existence
I am unable to decode my emotions
I only can describe the content which fills my inside

I had never noticed how the days expired...
I had never seen default scenario through lies...
Now I want to feel you... Before the sun comes up...
Before it will be to late... Again...