1. |
Deus Ex Machina
03:12
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Slow rise, stunning echo.
Low light upon the center
And it is as if the world was going up in flames.
That's when the terrible voice spoke to me.
The toadstools, it's all in the toadstools.
Have you noticed how they grow?
In patterns on the ground.
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2. |
La Burst
01:19
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3. |
Orpheus
06:01
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Eurydice
Place garlands on
her top and leave
this funeral urn.
Vein is your grief.
Among this black
and mournful shades
you'll bring her back, Eurydice
see you know what I want,
I raise my voice.
I'll burst the void despite your horror.
We see that
man standing there.
We're compassionate.
Make them as
man standing there
ecstatic, but
you'll be that
man standing there
rejecting. Now
I'm your serenader,
let me charm you.
I'll enchant you now.
I want to get inside.
She's nearly in sight.
I almost smell her laughing.
See you know what I want,
I trade my voice.
I know what you want,
you will trade access.
I've got you now you're tamed.
This felt like betrayal.
They palmed serenity off on me.
Now I feel she's in sight.
She changes the side.
I will resist my craving.
I see that
man standing there,
silent.
Clearly this
man standing there
is spurning me.
Turning,
yearning for him.
So I will turn for
you
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4. |
3Hz
01:52
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How we stride
in three hertz waves.
How we watch them play.
And when I get back.
I collect some berries
and if you have the time,
you could bear a hand.
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5. |
Lindblum
06:32
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Size of marmoreal floor,
curlicue, gear wheels, a face,
journeys noises aftermath.
Now I leave this dock,
join the harbors crowd.
This tower seems
high enough.
The finer the details,
the wider the kingdom.
I embrace.
Monumental clock above,
carefree beings paltering,
rulers shadow all around.
Now I leave the square,
join back alley's gloom.
This tower seems
high enough.
The finer the details,
the wider the kingdom.
I embrace.
Giant iron clacking bolts,
the steam engine groans and I'm
spellbound by this eerie force.
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6. |
Kanon
05:56
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Waterstrider carries a difficult child to term.
A whisper of the child says: "rain is coming soon, let's go home."
I know, you're right, you spell my fear my dear. I turn my back on
the throne is so far.
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7. |
Nein
06:55
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OH MEIN GOTT, SEID IHR ALLE DA,
HABT IHR SPASS, HABT IHR FREUDE, EH?
WOLLT IHR LUSTIG SEIN?
ICH SPIEL EIN KLEINES SPIEL MIT EUCH,
ICH SAG DINGEDINGEDINGEDINGEDINGDANGDONG
UND IHR SAGT
WAS FÜR EIN SPASS
WAS FÜR EIN SPASS
WAS FÜR EIN SPASS
WAS FÜR EIN SPASS
BLA BLA BLA BLA
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8. |
Trivial Thing
07:16
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lately I found focus. I was looking at something very simple. I let it talk to me, inspire me, and in my head it said: I have no creator, I don't want to impress you, you shall not judge me, nothing's genius about me. And I trusted it. It seemed trustworthy, why should it lie? Satisfaction spread and while questioning why, i saw clearly: I was perceiving the trivial thing as an archetype. And so it became teacher and taught: What is complex and elaborate in my reality is just a mutation of it. Nothing was good or bad, I embraced.
Oh trivial thing!
Oh pretty trivial thing!
give me a taste!
Oh trivial thing!
Oh pretty trivial thing!
Give me a taste!
I'm always stunned when the
huge fire burns and the
huge water clears and
when you went away so fast.
On the trail.
The noise of the trail.
I have to...
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9. |
Espresso
00:53
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10. |
Leer
11:12
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Sorted and arranged,
intended and enjoyed.
Our coveting eyes
focus the compound microscope.
We know exactly how it works,
the preadjustment is ideal.
We're onto a winner.
It's all about dynamics and aesthetics of this time.
Sorted and arranged,
intended and enjoyed.
Our coveting eyes
focus the compound microscope.
We know exactly how it works,
the preadjustment is ideal.
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11. |
Joker
04:12
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12. |
Thomas
03:57
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13. |
Bad Apple
09:30
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Walking hand in hand
on perfect meadows. I
feel the nature's binding bow,
jolly yet omitted.
Like any other day.
Feel the sunlight's gleam,
perfection of the melodies and themes.
Straying in my ears.
Its just like any other
day.
Walking hand in hand
on temples of flawless symmetries.
Waterfalls like mines,
unbreaking boundaries.
Like any other day.
Feel the sunlight's gleam,
perfection of the melodies and themes.
Straying in my ears.
its just like any other
day.
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Meandering Mine Munich, Germany
This is a reaction, a reflex, a child and a product. It is a cry of anger, a whisper of elation, a moan of excitement, a
wail of fear.
A result and witness of our decadence. Torn between the contemporary pursuit of individuality and the collectivism of yesteryear.
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