Meshuggah : Catch Thirtythree

Experimental Metal / Sweden
(2005 - Nuclear Blast)
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1. AUTONOMY LOST

Reaching for the inner bright
The very essence-sun
of my dreaming bliss
Guided by a fear blinded
Outside all shades of the perfect black


2. IMPRINT OF THE UN-SAVED

The scattered jigsaw of my redemption
Laid out before my eyes
Each piece as amorphous as the other
Each piece in its lack of shape a lie


3. DISENCHANTMENT

Me - the paragon of fear
An immobile skein
of tangled nerves exposed
Hastily clawing my way
Into the darkest of my
inner scenes of torture

I stay my breath to escape this slavery
I stay my breath to re-awake
and face it encore

The struggle to free myself from restraints
Becomes my very shackles


4. THE PARADOXICAL SPRIRAL

Non-physical smothering
Asphyxiation by oxygen hands
Drowning in the endless sky
An ever-downward dive, only to surface

The sewage of indecision
On which all sense of self is afloat
The vortex-acceleration a constant
Resolute in purpose its choking flow


5. RE-INANIMATE

My ignorance cast
In the mold of all things absolute
I sustain forever my gaze
A stare fixed on the distant oblivion

Resting in the inverted state
Of being dead, non-sensory matter

As all the earth, the wind, the fire, the sea
Behold and learn to pity me


6. ENTRAPMENT

Mutiny of self
Insurrection games, convincingly performed
Incapacitated by physical thoughts
Acting out the will of tendon and bone

Have the bridges of insanity
been crossed and forever retracted?
Am I standing among a thousand selves?
Is the multitude of laughters mine alone?

[Breakdowns/solos]


7. MIND'S MIRRORS

The feeding frenzy of my starving soul
Gnawing voraciously at the bones
The exo-skeletal patchwork

Protecting my own reflection within
The twin-and-same engaged
In the mirrored act of chewing away
at the shell of my attacking self

The paradox unseen

Treacherous this deceit
To make no choice matter
To have and yet lose yourself
Until finally all reasons why are forgotten
To live through ones own shadow
Mute and blinded, is to really see
Eclipse the golden mirror
And the reflection is set free


8. IN DEATH - IS LIFE

So imminently visible
This cloaked innocent guilt
Sentenced to a lifetime
A second of structured chaos
Trampled by the ferocious
Raging crowds of solitude
I′m the soil beneath me soaking up
The sustenance of my own death

Extradited to the gods of chance
The deities of all things random
Alive, multicolored, twitching
in their dead monochrome world


9. IN DEATH - IS DEATH

Iridescent to the searching eyes
I'm all things vivid in a world of grey
So easily spotted, so easily claimed
In this domain where all is prey

[Breakdown]

My thoughts a radiant beacon
To the omnidirectional hunter-god radar
I'm a markerlight of flesh
To these subconscious carnivores
I am them. I am teeth.
I'm their arousal at the kill
Feasting on self
A schizoreality warp
The contradiction fulfilled

[Breakdowns]

Focus the only means
To see me back to life's unending swirl
A reversal of passing away
As the world of dead
As away is now my origin

[Breakdown]

[Solo/interlude]


10. SHED

Ah!!!!

I float through physical thoughts. I stare down the abyss of organic dreams.

I float through physical thoughts. I stare down the abyss of organic dreams.

I float through physical thoughts. I stare down the abyss of organic dreams.

All bets off, I plunge
Only to find that self is shed!


11. PERSONAE NON GRATAE

A lie to maintain equilibrium
To hold me in this dead realm
This last ever dream

I'm the thought that never crossed my mind
Disguised in the evident, Forever unredeemed


12. DEHUMANIZATION

A new level reached
where the absence of air lets me breathe
I'm inverted, electrical impulses
A malfunctioning death-code incomplete

All things before me,
at first unliving glimpse, undeciphered
Its semantics rid of logic
Nothing is all/All is contradiction/Ah!!!!

Grinding, churning,
the sweetest ever noises
Decode me into their non-communication
A soundtrack to my failure
one syllable, one vowel/Ah!!!!

A stagnant flow of endings
Un-time, unbound
Merging to form the multi-none
A sickly dance of matter
mal-ig-nant-ly benign
Greeting the chasm, unbearable, sublime


13. SUM

Vision will blind/Severance ties
Median am I/True are all lies

[Breakdown]

...ahhh!!!
...ahhh!!!

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