Myndsnare
Conditioned: Human
2008 Demonstealer Records
01 Changing Skins
02 Use The Pain
03 Altar Ego
04 Conditioned: Human
05 Temporal Movements
06 Layers Of Hypocrisy
07 Visionary Realism
08 Within A Mind - Mis-Shapen
09 Mirror Of Nothingness
CHANGING SKINS
Potent
Every day a new me
Every day a new skin
I'm me within
The center of a tornado
Stillness
Oppressive, dull
Nascent, emotion
Intent, culled
A vacuum filled with nothing
Calm, explosive force
Tides of matter sweeping
Scope, such devastating force
A mind filled with vitality
Creation, a dozen six days
Powerful, Vital, Alive
LATENT
A paraplegic to the world
I orchestrate my world
Never ending chaotic overtures
Orchestrated by the world
I orchestrate my world
Forever ending chaotic overtures
Reasons by to suit the circumstances
Flickering images hurtle into oblivion
Reality shifting, filling within sockets
Sockets of the mind, identity defines
Orchestrated by the world
I think
I orchestrate the world
Every day a new me
Every skin a new me
Every day a new skin
USE THE PAIN
Use the same old pain
Wait for the day to end
Use the same old pain
Five hours to go and ten riffs to send
Use the same old pain
The end of creation, creating the end
A slot in a rut a hole in the head
A black nemesis dark light a focal despair
Gravitate round the point of eternal blackness
Like an eclipsed bright a coronal head
Use the same old pain
Creating an entity washed up and disbelieved
Believe in one's own self
And falsely you'll be healed
Point blank towards a blank point
Using the same old pain
Again and again
Surrounded by meaning, meaningless infinity
Trapped within a point, too blind to see
Choose to look around
Feel the way over the ground
Hunt for pitfalls beneath the surface
Sink your feet into their cold embrace
Use the same old pain
The Morning Star burns
Bright in the night sky
Keep your head up, details pass you by
Lose interest in the life you live in
Higher than thought
Than existence you seem
Stumble and fall through
The clouds the stars gleams
Oh, so close it seems
ALTAR EGO
I scream until you like it
I live until you die
A prism of different mirrors
Distill into blood-red nothing
I scream until I die
Polished, packaged and camouflaged
Endless eloquence, rarely perceived
You lay your
Sheet of beliefs
On me
Making me
Your own
Your own all-seeming blindness
Ignorant knowledge
The empty paper calls me
Write something deep, something painful
Something you might want to live for; to see
Someone you cannot be
Live through me, live through mine
Make me do the things you never could
Create a world, put me in it
You'll never see-- it's you that I mould
Bleed me, feed me
With your mortal words
Fill me; kill me, with a pride that wasn't mine
Thrill me; opinions that choke
Vitalize the real me
CONDITIONED: HUMAN
The human condition
Of misery and pain
Contribute to a lexicon
Of mortal remains
Legacies of civilizations
Unseen, unheard…
So, of what importance is
Say, a new song?
Fill-in-the-blanks in the spaces of time
Create a reality with the power of the mind
Kill a hundred people, maim a thousand more
For beliefs that you're willing to die for
The human condition
Of misery and pain
Contribute to a lexicon
Of mortal remains
Legacies of civilizations
Unseen, unheard
Nothing important save the absurd
The suffering masses, blame it on their lord
For any place to put the shame-create a mental Mordor
Kill all the Christians, the Muslims, the Jews
Damn into eternity the complacent Hindus
Creations of tact and a one-time mastery
Waste all the men around, and then you'll be free
The human condition
Of misery and pain
Contribute to a lexicon
Of mortal remains
Legacies of civilizations
Unseen, unheard
Nothing important save the absurd
Kill a hundred people, maim a thousand more
For all the beliefs that you're willing to die for
Waste them away, kill them all
And then you'll be master, then you'll be free
For all of eternity, free, bloody and free
TEMPORAL MOVEMENTS
Modes of time, dancing light
Feathery wings of twilight
Glances of space
Deform, slight?
Instant change of infinite might
Every single touch, beware
Stay your hand, you
Know not the power
Stretching beyond you
Reflections in twin mirrors
The instantaneous infinity
Grasping everything in a moment
Blithe, denial of possibilities
Invisible, unthought connections
Stream forward on a single plane
Look back, you see
The mould
Memorize it-- you cannot
I have recreated it
So have you
The art of prediction, predilection
The movement of lives, universes
The power is yours, use it right
The power is mine to abuse
Look back, you see
The mould
Memorize it-- you cannot
I have created it
So have you
Changes created in the infinite folds
Look back, you see
The mould
Memorize it-- you cannot
I have created it
So have you
LAYERS OF HYPOCRISY
A negative imagery is all we have
To think of and feel, to decide
Desperation on an endless road
Roll the stone, relive again
And again and again
One with yourself
So hard to be
Layers of hypocrisy
Adapting, creating, mutating, unseeing
Fitting into the assembly line
Mindless thought for mindless thought
Never stopping, a battle never fought
Streamlined, never a thought
Searching for the kick
Of non-existence
Of a direct link
Between yourself and your self
Your self and yourself...
Meanings once known
Naivety was the cure
Once you were unseeing
Once were you pure?
Actions to fit consequences
Reasons manufactured
Cover, define your existence
With a layer of rationales
Searching for the kick
Of non-existence
Of a direct link
Between yourself and your self
Your self and yourself...
The eternal hunt for consciousness
Sip from the fount of reason, slip...
Drunk with the pleasures of life
You miss the importance
Passivity to the actual priorities
That you know should define you
A solution probably not extant
Blindly stumbling, a zombie ritual
On an end being in sight
Decide to ignore, fight, despise
Despise, decide, fly...
VISIONARY REALISM
The gates of reality crash in
Another dreamer gasps for breath
Is there no place here, on earth
For those of us who want to win?
Some peoples' quests last forever
Some has nothing to look for
For some it comes so easy
To open yet another door
But for those who need to stumble
From day to day, from door to door
Isn't there a higher power
To let them know there's more
In this life of mine I've seen
Some funny things and a dream
No one told me, it would be so
That dreamers have nowhere to go
But even in the midst of all
There is this peace inside
In the toughest times of life
I keep running there to hide
WITHIN A MIND - MIS-SHAPEN
In humanity
We live
Learning of the desires, the desired, to thrill
In humanity, we believe
Creating images of holy life, we contrive
In humanity, we are
A mass of intelligence in a planet of art
In humanity, we crave
Of our neighbors what we seldom gave
In humanity, so brave
Killing the benevolent, defiling the naive
INHUMANITY, WE ARE
Seekers of material wealth and a wall
INHUMANITY, WE ARE
For humanity is in, by crook or by sin
Inhumanity is in, reality is not
Inhumanity is in, reality is not
9. Mirror of Nothingness 05:50 Hide lyrics
Scrutinizing
Telepathic
Exercising
My inner self
Needing
Feeding
Myself into my self
I fill myself with images
I know they don't ring true
I create a wall of thought
Opaque, invisible, extant, not...
I look into the mirror
The mirror looks into me
I see what I want
I want what I see
In the mirror of nothingness
I create a reality
It's so easy, it's so free
Live in that world
That I create, I mould
Push it to the extreme
Watch it grow, unfold
Control every step, control every fold
Deny the unpleasant, resist the bold
I look into the mirror
The mirror looks into me
I see what I want
I want what I see
In the mirror of nothingness
Bangalore, Karnataka, Hindistan / Progressive Thrash/Death Metal
http://www.metal-archives.com/bands/Myndsnare/19799
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