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Mission 333: wield chaos in ways those who seek control fear in their very subconscious. A consciousness becoming-fire exploding lines of flight…
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tongue turned to prophesy the body scattered
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self-created mind buries its trans-dimensional touch
promise of life reality mirrors protect eyes
dimension raining thought surgical masquerade
a cup to hold it with released August rage
a walk of that lie back upon dream artists
But come earth shadow confession slipped spent
So These bodies opening fact as will in our mission
the bleeding off of symbols known through the veins
money give repeated pain but see the executioner’s city
seeds obtain the new entities kiss the real in books
grow that trance but be munition wastes possessed
synthetic bone reflecting elements in acid breathing
However dead those whispered entities mask the pleasure
nothing beyond the freedom mind translated
So receive trance madness assumes ecstasy
poison state denomination touch so sacred
The focus here is on groove and feel, the obscure sense of dread this year has brought. The intention was to bring a feeling when confronted with an enormous catastrophe and the stages of being overwhelmed, then angry and finally determined to overcome. Early influences like proto-metal, Maggot Brain by Parliament, and the use of reggae beats is part statement, part inspiration.
A simultaneous revelling in and recoiling from a cosmic horror laid bare to an unprepared consciousness. Parallels are drawn from witnessing the sheer scope and persistence of human folly and hubris, like a phenomenon of the death drive as precursor to the heat death of the universe.
Could be misanthropy, or just an observation. The desire to see the world burn and to dance in the ruins. The return to normal seen as a horror as great as that which is invoked by visions of disaster, and the great unravelling of society. Technocracy calcifies, dogma rots, established orders decay.
Krys Koseda – Guitar, Bass, Synth, Drums
P. Emerson Williams – 8-string guitar, Vox
Pandora – Percussion