Abiogenesis

by Valis Ablaze

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released 08 December 2013

Thanks to our friends, families and fans that we've gained so far for sticking with us and waiting for this release.
Music and lyrics by Valis Ablaze
Production by Fred Spooner of As Gods @ AGHQ

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Track Name: 24 Chains
Slowly
Moving Slowly
Chronology is freezing fast
Past reality

You
To you
I am level with the frame
Brain not true

Oh the sound is breaking around

Chronos taking over me
All that I see
I can’t believe my reality

Looking
Keep Looking
At the face, there is no haste
No more Counting

Stale
Time is stale
Poisoning, Death canteen
Horse is pale

Oh the sound is breaking around

Chronos taking over me
All that I see
I can’t believe my reality

The tick is eating my brain
I’m Insane

OOOOOWWWWWW!!!!

You won’t believe it
You’ll never see it
You won’t believe anything you gain

You won’t believe it
You’ll never see it
You won’t believe in your suffer game

How you won’t believe in your game?

Chronos playing tricks on me
All that I see
I can’t believe my reality

Reality, Reality, Reality, Reality
Track Name: That Which Fades
Drink from Colostomy
Bagging everything on the Mescaline
My hands in drones

Now dated and sanctified
Carrying anomalies labelled benign
We fear that which fades

We are walking on rivers
Grow
We are walking on rivers

I got to get to the round
And I got to get the wraith
Spore!
I got to get to the round
And I got to get the wraith
Spore!
I got to get to the round
And I got to get the wraith
I got to get to the round
Fuck you, bitch!

Drink from Colostomy
Bagging everything on the Mescaline
My hands in drones

Now dated and sanctified
Carrying anomalies labelled benign
We fear that which fades

We are walking on rivers
Grow
We are walking on rivers

I got to get to the round
And I got to get the wraith
Spore!
I got to get to the round
And I got to get the wraith
Spore!
I got to get to the round
And I got to get the wraith
I got to get to the round
Fuck you, bitch!
Track Name: Severnaya
Were so entwined
With strings that bind
Your thoughts and dreams
Are your reality

So you are your God

The Branes hold us
In line with time
This concepts vision
Oh it depends on you

So you are your God
Now go and breathe

I see my dreams
Pineal gatherings
I see my dreams
Pineal gatherings

Universal thought patterns
Will guide us into new reforms
Bludgeoning the sheep new wave
Releasing you to self-maintain
Universal thought patterns
Will guide us into new reforms
Bludgeoning the sheep new wave
Releasing you to self-maintain
Track Name: In This Hand
With voices straight out screaming I
Bright lights and Med Man now carries me
All the while my hand communicates
I hear voices inside of me

I’m not alone
There’s something strange here
Must progress age
With this unreal

I’m now a decade strong with this
Burden with a sound

To vingt et un my secret stays
This palm produces peals of praise
My curiosity it grows
I need to find out what’s inside

I’m not alone
There’s something strange here
Must subdue rage
With this unreal

I’m now two decades strong with this
Burden with a sound

This scalpels my, release from this
Curse of one, beneath my skin
I grab my tool and I take a breath
Into my hand, I make press

To the bone I will dig
Past the strings I see light
I hear chants as I climb in
There’s a world inside of this prehensility
Track Name: The Palm Tyrant
It’s been 900 days
Since I fell in coronation
These peasants, they adore me

My crown is shackles
Deliberation censored
Their life is in my hand

We must be strong
We will rise
Upon to
The Angel must die

What is this?
They’re standing affirm
I know! I’ll create genocide

The sacred palm
It guides them to
I’m God, I’m the only one

We must be strong
We will rise
Upon to
The Angel must die

On we go, kill the King
Ostracise validity
Fear no more shed for thee
Free this life from tyranny

No!

Flee I must through grove and trunk
Way to old life I must find
Track Name: The Loosening Grip of an Oppressor
I've exhausted all of my options
From escaping this world I've razed
For I have enslaved
I must atone
To begin is thus
break this hold

Climb I must
To exalt this dream
Like rising dust
I have tainted air

We are homing souls
This time our King will fall

On waist I sit in retrospect
I can hear approach
Now elevate

On shoulders I gaze on face
It is mine
Though age has graced

Falling down I see this
Crown release oppression
Falling down, approaching
Is this palm, this irony

Crown release oppression
Is this palm, this irony

I’m coming home
To be reborn