Research, finding pathways in the seamless web. In black spaces between worlds, a field unknown. Repeat, endless mantras of the stored collective drone.
All is gone now, atone. Linear time overthrown. When you find it's all a lie. All worlds will die. . Time was all mine, I know. Read the signs that I've shown.
Behold this world that gave birth to you. Its secret nature out of sight. Imprisoned by what we think we know. In life long dreams we hold for real. .
The path of choice optimal. The labyrinth unsolved. Haunting the complex of these halls. . Adrift upon the massive waves. This godforsaken maze. Suddenly returning to the haze.
A psi experiment to seek out the enemy. Unleashed abilities obscured within the self. Trace the site, start to decode. I seek signal lines, go through the grid and back again.
The lifeless worlds come alive. Gathered here both low and high. Show me sights I dreamt at night. I shall return with the dreaming tide. . As above, so below.
As an outcast I faced defeat. Seeking comfort in this painful retreat. Made an oracle against my will. Word spread of miraculous skills. . Premonitions call my name.
by Scatterbrain. from the recording titled 'Here Comes Trouble'. . Color by numbers, stay inside the lines. Ya got a question? Check the rulebook, see the grand design -.
Through portals of silvery bliss. Exit the flesh, leaving all of this. I travel within, my eyes remain closed. To this body I am but a host. . Disconnecting from the body.
This game is not to play. The cards are dealt in mystery.. The tangled webs it throws. The enmeshments everywhere.. . It makes us lost in time. anxiety fills every night.
You sit on your knees in front of him. And you feel ashamed.. Now its time to face your past mistakes. The gun is in his hands.. Its barrel`s aiming at you now,.
Tastes Just Like Chicken. by Scatterbrain. From "Scamboogery". How much wood could a woodchuck chuck,. If a woodchuck couldn't chuck wood?. It would chuck as much wood as a woodchuck could,.
Thirteen are the ones residing in this eerie shrine. Every founder, each a liar, gathered by design. . Their shadows move without a sound, faces dire.
Pinnacle of evolution. The end of linear time. Progress or termination. Cosmic ray mutation. . It's the question that burns inside. Will we perish or rise with the tide.
[Lead: Nilsson]. . I come with both truth and lie,. is there darkness without light. Break of day without an imminent night. (Tears without sorrow). Time without minutes and hours that slide.
Time is becoming more precious than gold. All those times wasted alone, oh. Starving children the poison waters. And the suffocating skies. We won't get another chance this time.
I've grown tired of the same old story. I think I'm ready for a change. If there's a higher power up there watching over me. Would you give me a sign today?.
I wash it down. Just to block out all the sound. I never thought I'd be alone. Well, look at me now. . Sleepless nights, painful goodbyes. Who the hell was I kidding?.
And don't tell me, I'm afraid of waking up alone. When it's waking up to find you've gone. Why don't you make it clear?. I had my chances, only one way left to go.
The empire will fall like they planned on. Can we even last through the night?. We watch as the skyscrapers crumble. Under the burning blue sky that blinds our eyes.