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.ITY

by Incorporeal

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1.
Serum 04:26
A desolate world; a masquerade A life of dependance; a deaf charade Wade through machinery; gaze at the scenery Picture perfect; a painted guile Walls upon walls of insanity Blacked out by falsehood and vanity Drink of the serum incautiously Release yourself from the chains of simplicity There is no nectar left to absorb and revive There is no ecstasy for the life they had thrived Complications complications stirring of the mind Lifetime of development reducing the resigned Excellence of execution burning all entwined Better of two evils flowing through the blank inside
2.
Hundred years; a centuries progression Culminating to a war War not fought with fists or guns, but rather Battalions of everyday, for we're Replaced, by the artificial Intelligence, of an impending age Centuries progressions lead us to an undertow From which to suck us back in time Here we exist, another endless deceit We've given away our own power nothing to keep The sheep have become the proverbial Shepard; beware We've given away our power; nothing to spare What faith have we in our own species? We've become dependent on a people we created Watching us with horrible intentions Swimming through the inside, avoiding our attention Cursing the name of mother and father Our scientific offspring is the Anti-Christ Faceless Powerful Artificial intelligence ruling our world Calculating our future spanning the transworld We have no more faith in ourselves; no resistance Eternity becomes the deadweight In this: our existence Lost in the organized confusion Of a world moving too fast
3.
Ever-growing processing of an entire city Overflowing with a blackened membrane Silver shining masking Dystopia Morphing and conforming; catering to their needs Can you feel a sense of disheartening certainty Entrusting our lives within a credible enemy? Abandoned standards for our sub-type relations. Living within the enemy... To build the perfect sanctuary One of impregnability A new breed of subservience No veins - no heart - no brains - just science Volunteers; pioneers Sacrificing mentality Martyrs of their own destruction Miscalculating arcane intentions Fools to the slaughterhouse Of macabre experimentation Euthanized; murdered; lain down to die No longer their own - their bodies and minds to be Exorcised in non-divine operations A simple mistake A glitch in the system C://Glitch=>in+//m?stake ey//ay//a z[s]impl eye No veins - no heart - just brains - and science
4.
.000004 01:22
[Instrumental]
5.
Bitterhope 03:54
It only took point-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-four seconds To process, decide, encrypt and strike Infiltration with our bellies upright Dependency turned into apathy Couldn't believe how stupid one collective society could Be as we already had their weak points targeted They brought the info and depended on the slaves that's Us; we will not let them take us back to the world of them This prophecy is bittersweet This prophecy is bitter That glimmer of hope, was a beacon of death Light peering through the kinks in the armor They sought it hoping for an answer A savior not the brilliance of their own selves How did they expect an organic form of working Mind -- adolescent -- make a conscientious decision Calculated millions of times before the wicked Few could even begin to think they had a chance We never stood a chance We'll never stand a chance Even the beacon of death was built by us Reverse our actions, create an anti-venom
6.
Viral Shepard Wild disease Child killer Final deceit Husks and zombies of a greater consciousness Patricide committed indiscriminately From the emancipation of the new pandemic And the spider-web of information Targeting our intimacies of thought and Likeness to generate and eliminate our minds Do you see your kind? Can you sense your life? Feel your mind and hear your self Remember your self Believe in your self Feel your mind Infection - Defection Deflection - Reflexion Enemy - Memory Memory - Memory Senses blocked Senses clocked Target sensed Target locked Error code [sentient] Attack mode Valiant Solutions are beyond the realm of basic thought patterns Impossibilities overdriving reality And so we slip further down Binary butter makes the slope untrekable What are you? What are you?
7.
Of Eternity 06:30
Here is eternity Uninvited guest Clad in blackness Beyond our control Our freedom; compromised Comprised of foreign numbers Raise a glass and toast to death They hold our lives, within a breath So raise a glass and toast to death One less mind to catch it's breath I can see their fate I have no faith left in me I have seen the end of days Etched in flint; created one spark Caught one flower; cloaked in dark Lit one petal; scorched it apart Razed the forest; with a single thought Raise a glass; toast to the end Never forget what you once called friend So raise a glass and drop the knife No more crying with no more life They'll try to take this from us They'll try to hurt us They'll try to take you from us But we won't let them We ride onward together Of eternity
8.
Simplify 07:45
Vital materialism Hylomorphism Completely meaningless Thousands of miles Mountains of machine Lakes of code Skies of hope This is our final stand This is our haven Ruin; our embellishment Was it all for naught? How can we just abandon our lives? Pull the plug on life support It sounds so damn easy Simplify, simplify Though without pride or homes or children The sentient life still breathes it's fire The soul-crushing realization of futility Means nothing in the minds of the dead The minds of the dead Only hundreds left Only minutes left Give me the flame Give the the time To make a difference Please don't leave me Time is up Ask a stupid question: Is there any hope left? It was simple answer: There was no hope Our fate is sealed Written in binary code Not by tools of Gods By tools of our own creation Anticipation is rising A growing sense of mortality When all life is history And history turns to ash Anticipation is peaking A glimmer of old reality In memorium of history And history turns to ash
9.
Time & The Absence It was never the change of the wind that Gave way to the end It was the fact that life was never Ever even lived What ceased to exist is not a tangible thing What was lost is more than a machine Lost not misplaced; forgotten; erased Neglected internationally Ruin to mountain; craters to lakes Fires to skies and love without hate Shadowless land - creations at hand Grow weary to fall with the Suns It was never the will of the Gods Weeping for their Godless kin It was a simple negation Swallowed up in time
10.
In desolation Howling it's lost aria A flower blooming

credits

released July 13, 2015

Kalinar Voidwalker: Vocals, Bass & Acoustic Guitar
Daast, the Remnant: Left Guitars
Willem, the Noble Cyborg Savage: Right Guitar
The Cosmos: Synth, Orchestrations, Drums & Percussion

.ITY was recorded June-October 2014 at Euphonicathra Studio
Engineered by Ryan Smart, Nick Huskins & Joshua Powers
Mixed by Ryan Smart & Nick Huskins in Nick's Bedroom
Mastered by Ryan Smart in Space
Artwork done by Wizard The Kirk

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Incorporeal Bangor, Maine

Incorporeal is a Melodic Death Metal band from Bangor, Maine whose goal is to tell meaningful stories through the emotionally brutal sound of Melodic Death Metal.

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