Microcosm
by The Obelisk
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Digital Album
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Antipathy
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Aperture
04:39
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Microcosm
04:10
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Genome
05:12
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credits
released 20 April 2013
Logo Design by Glorious Gorification
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Artwork Credit "Chris Cold"
coldbackbone@gmail.com
Recorded by Pierre Worth & Josh Stephens
Produced, Mixed, & Mastered by Andrew Mikhail at Trve Media Music in Chicago, IL
www.facebook.com/TrveMedia
2013 "The Obelisk"
Logo Design by Glorious Gorification
www.facebook.com/GloriousGorification
Artwork Credit "Chris Cold"
coldbackbone@gmail.com
Recorded by Pierre Worth & Josh Stephens
Produced, Mixed, & Mastered by Andrew Mikhail at Trve Media Music in Chicago, IL
www.facebook.com/TrveMedia
2013 "The Obelisk"
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“We only have to look at ourselves to see how intelligent life might develop into something we wouldn’t want to meet"
discography
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Apr 2013 -
Jun 2012
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- Track Name: Antipathy
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Born like this
Into this
We are born like this
Into, this
Aspiring to become a social standard
Embracing things that keep making us fatter
When will it end the pressure is building.
I can’t believe the things I see on a day to day basis
Brands governing our various choices
Serving products that eat away at our organs
And nobody listens the facts are all in front of them!
They're left to rot in ignorance!
Drive the drones to entropy
In hopes that they turn and
Beat each other down.
Your money is rendered useless
The sun masked by our filth
The air soiled and glowing!
My fingers reach for the bottle
My fingers reach for the throat
My fingers reach towards an unresponsive god
Born out of this… - Track Name: Aperture
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Perish in transit
Discovering irrelevant ideas
Might we reveal the possibility to embrace?
Omniscience
Surpass the veil to truly see consequences laid dormant spanning lifetimes
These apparitions I see, are they ghosts or memories
Dissipating consciousness
The guise of accumulated tension
Everlasting efforts
Carried out in an hypnotic trance
Conspiracy guides my search through the past
This game of illusive progress
And this resistance to new found knowledge,
By erroneous beings
Coercing the lemmings
Condemning them to lives of
Pragmatic emptiness
Moving forward our mistakes resurface
Break your face
Take what’s left
Scrape it across the earth
There’s everything left to be said perhaps you misinterpret death
Close your mouth and open your eyes
open your eyes... - Track Name: Microcosm
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These acts of constant propulsion, when put into infinite motion,
Cause opposing forces to clash and collide in hopes
That they’re meant to survive
Collecting in random order
Substances gather
Burrowing deep within my dreams
All I believe to be true I am questioning
These particles only exist in theory
So then assume that the equation is possible and balanced
Transmitted radiation
Penetrating small spaces
Phasing through
Solid systems
What’s worse?
We are oblivious!!
Ignorant to the energies all around us
WE ARE OBLIVIOUS!
At work, day by day our molecules
Are rearranged, the matter we are composed of decays.
We erode, light from the sun starts
Breaking our bodies down
This endless waltz
Of subatomic renewal
Exposes flesh
In tribute to the one eyed one.
Formed from dust!
And bounded by chaos, clumped together individually
Held in sync with the grip of our galaxy! - Track Name: Genome
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I am awake!
Where am I?
What could this be?
The vastness torments me
I begin to recognize shapes
My instincts tell me to investigate
The world that surrounds me!
And so I ask why?
How could this be?
Circles of light are following me
One in pure darkness one too bright to see!
Celestial bodies beckoning me for their worship!
Encased, I’m held down
No I’m free but with no control
Over my extremities
Figures begin to crowd around me
Strange sounds coming from every direction
I can’t process what I'm feeling anymore
For I’ve exhausted all that I could muster
Energy is harder to produce in this worthless body
Why can’t I manipulate my own mannerisms?
Am I fully complete?
I feel alone, lost to my dreams!
I have begun to fear my environment,
My inability to escape forces me to question everything
And Although! Your face seems so familiar
I can sense that there’s more to me!
Once it was warm and rather dark my memories had left me,
Fragments of soul remain
They are the foundation for the next life I hope to lead.
I begin to recognize shapes
I'm intrigued by the various features in your face
Lines coming through the mist
Revealed to me
I'm exhumed from this enclosure
