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lyrics
…as the bridge to reality burns,
What is left in the smoke fades as simulacra self-simulates.
Recursive domination, internalized categorization.
Consciousness itself is optimized, leaving no holes for spontaneity,
meaning that sensation has been bootstrapped, and is now self hosting.
We live in a world made up of pixels.
We manipulate them to fulfill our will - paint lives we imagine with evil minds
Imagining conspiracies
Superstitions concocted from a mere sliver of our biases.
All who oppose us are faithless fools.
Specter of Death haunts our hearts and lingers -
Ever-whispering reminders that, eventually, we all succumb to his icy grip.
Time is the taker of all.
Stars become rock.
Rock becomes dust.
Dust becomes us.
We become dust.
Shadows in the programming
cause all of the malice endured
Effects that precede the cause
Delusions of what never was
There is no coincidence, only preeminence (the illusion)
Future decimates anything that reminds it of the past.
Elaborate forgery.
Shared psychotic disorder
And the memories fade, and memories are simply preprogrammed experiences of things that never were.
Still, Cerberus guards the gate to a charnel house full of empty sepulchers.
God has forsaken you!
Three Stars of Hell reign as the walls breathing their ragged breath
rattle and shake before consuming the floor around you.
heathen's stand becomes a beacon of respite becoming
clear that the promise of The Divine is only an illusion - a design, a construct - that seeks constant penance from the poor and desperate.
There are Others. Never having taken on human form, their countenance is the type of pure, deep black that is both an abysmal void and a reflecting surface.
Standing inside a grotesque carnival house of mirrors with no ceiling or floor.
supported by 10 fans who also own “Simulacrum: The Virtualization”
Wack to think they somehow went up from here. Just... damn...
its not gonna rip your face off, but its every bit as punchey and hard-hitting as the stuff coming straight out the minds of archspire.
And man them solos. im a real goon when it comes to that stuff, can't dig them, but, its fucking gooey right here, tickling all my brain parts in the perfect way. MyNameIsRedundant
supported by 9 fans who also own “Simulacrum: The Virtualization”
if this album is anything, its incredibly well rounded.
choosing to step off the gas a little bit in favor of a notably more polished sound.
I dont dig it as much as psycho, but I'd be a liar if I said this is isn't a radical improvement in quality. MyNameIsRedundant