1. FREQUENCY IN CYCLES

(Instrumental)


2. ORDER OUT OF CHAOS

Give me sight, so I can see
Give me air, so I can breathe
Overcome anxiety
I have no mouth and I must scream

Breaking down
Artificial barriers
Breaking down

Revolution means so little without absolve
Undermining circumstance leads to dissolve
Open mouth, gun in hand
A gleam of chrome, a flash of red
Diffuse these thoughts inside my head


3. INSURGENCE

A restless reaction to what I witness.
Taught to believe that ignorance is strength.
A dystopic creation dividing a nation.
Theocratic agendas breeding fear from hate.
A last chance to rectify.
A faiding hope now lost in time.
To retain control of an open mind.
To recoup the losses and fall in line.
Waiting in worry for the confirmation of information
Which proves to be a case of history reapeating.
This is a call to arms.
This is a call to war.
This is a call instilling fear in all.
This is a rallying cry.
This is a reason to die.
Divided we stand and united we fall.
Tension mounting with every moment.
Ascending faster than the speed of sound.
Suffice to say we succumb to combat.
Sending our successors to the battleground.
A sole voice to justify a reason for so many to decry.
Intolerance and faith confides that death
Is product of peace in time.


4. TRANSHUMAN

An intervention of collective conscience.
Cultivating the anomalies.
Alterating in depth perception.
Expanding upon reality.
Improving enhancing pervading progress.
Retracting codes of morality.
A flawless unit of inherent perfection.
Correcting the faults of humanity.
Our elements become one.
Endorse the transaction.
No lack of comprehending.
Specifics of the philosophy.
Attributions of human error.
In contrast with proficiency.


5. DEFACE

Everything begins in sequence.
Everything begins in time.
Everything begins with rhythm.
Everything begins with rhyme.
(All the bodies fall in line.)

We design the future and we design the want.
Anything anymore controlling has to stop.

All just victims of the fashion.
Meaningless and mindless drones.
Lost beyond my comprehension.
Faux rebellion from catalogues.


6. AXION

A bitter sense of bliss
So easy to dismiss
Cast away the remaining doubts
And repeating all the faults in me, me, me, me...

Open eyes begin to strain
Upon recalling all the pain
My thoughts begin to blur
As it all becomes so absurd to me, me, me, me...
To me, me, me, me, me, me...
To me

Reflecting on the past
In times of haunting regrets
I can barely begin to stand
On my own two feet again

The weight of worry brings me
Down to my knees
With every passing thought
Comes a wavering of ease

A fading reminder
Of all that's beautiful
A fading reminder
Of all that's beautiful
In you
(In you)
In you
(In you)


7. SUSPENSION OF DISBELIEF

Understanding reason leads to conflict again.
Fortify my conquest. In denial I reign.
Deriving fear from insecurity.
Rape you of your purity.
In time you learn to disbelieve a hope for all society.
Born again to wallow in your own plague.
Never change. Vanity through broken mirrors.


8. ACTUATOR

(Instrumental)


9. SENSORY DEPRIVATION

Times to face the facts.
You fail at life.
An ultraviolent demise
Would suit you fine.
A total clone
Devoid of his own thoughts.
A soulless fabrication.
A meaningless creation.

You waste of life.
You waste of space.
You waste of everything.
Make no mistake.
You fucking fake.
I enjoy your suffering.

Selective memory.
Forgetting who made who.
You told so many lies
That it's hard to keep them straight.
You would be better off
Not lying to my face again.
You would be better off
If your life came to an end.


10. BETA BLOCKER

I haven't slept in so long.
It feels like weeks.
My mind's in overdrive now.
My muscles atrophied.
In fear of all the angles.
All the reasons I can't breathe.
Never sure if I can come away remitting this dependency.
In constant fear and doubt of death and all unsure.
I need something to calm my nerves now.
Nothing that the drugs can't cure.
A total plague of worry.
In need of logic's reason.
Do I want these sedatives to settle all my doubt?
Not sure of side effects or repercussions anymore.
Not sure if I want to feel the psychotropics anymore.


11. ANTITHESIS

Surround myself in the forming structures.
Expanding sonance through the broken ground.
I lose myself inside the waves of static.
Immerse myself within the walls of sound.
Dissonance is all I hear.
Dissonance is all too clear.
Hope is relapsing.
Faith is regressing.
The nails are driving into my cross.
Iron wrench in the gears of progress.
A present darkness washes over me.
Force myself to replay all the scenes within my mind.
Pointing fingers persecute the leaders of the blind.


12. HIGHER STATES OF CONSCIOUSNESS

(Instrumental)