1. Jotun (3:53)
2. Food For The Gods (4:21)
3. Gyroscope (3:26)
4. Dialogue With The Stars (3:00)
5. The Hive (4:03)
6. Jester Script Transfigured (5:46)
7. Morphing Into Primal (3:05)
8. Worlds Within The Margin (5:06)
9. Episode 666 (3:45)
10. Everything Counts (3:17)
11. Whoracle (2:45)
12. Clad In Shadows '99 (bonus track) (2:25)
13. Strong & Smart (bonus track) (2:21)
Total time: 47:13

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1. Jotun

I often dream of huge numb building
jet-black sinister architecture
being installed when nobody sees
Their appearance so sudden
that few would take notice

And when I wake up
I imagine being crushed by one
imagining its weight, its silence
and the absence of excuses for a havoced life
and the privilege of a 22-kilometre tombstone

Jotun

A body of black
that carried no reflection
defying its own room
un-earthly eggs of decreation

There would be colonies
mushroom-scattered forever out of context
rising spores from a dying world
to pollute to chase away what's left

Sun-white pulverised desert stone
and serpentine lizard mouths
Pales away the pyramids
rewriting 4500 years of history
raping the statue of liberty
outplays the acropolis
inverting the fjords
invades the N.Y. skyline to
dream its own existence in one single final word

Jotun

Can we identify them
as the flint buried in our reptile skulls
or the time-bomb coded in our DNA

2. Food For The Gods

Shame marries the guilt
introduces itself to the
concept of total loneliness
Sensations repressed
make friends with
Suicidia, and
here the leeches begin to
suck away the lust for life

Thus,

Escape takes lead
into a world unknown uncontrolled by all
where borders are erased and potential infinite
Chosen cells, glands and transmittors
blast the body with joy
Astral feet running
up to dimensions covered with gold,
stairs of glowing ectoplasma,
safir, onyx and buzzing vibrations
A dead men's banquet
food for the gods

There's only 1 real world
our earth is but a shadow
Created from a child's heart a living jewel
from now on abode for a soul in its setting

Now

cutting the bloodline
re-tie the bleeding roots
to a heavenly ship of glass
and let it drift in passive arrogance
in a one-word dialogue with the stars

3. Gyroscope

Geology is digging through
my brain
a manta engulfing the world
to throw it up once again
to a guild of lifted daggers

Neo-wolf, but older again
than the Lupus itself
linked its fur to the gyroscope of time
a collection of failures

A diabolical sequences of stabs
written in cunning stone
from the fossilised den of thieves
our lives die

I see the nursing all-mother
spitting out a tral of termites
in the mouth of her first-born hope
breasts ripe with smog-filled rebellion

Apathy dressed in violence
white insectoid legs
curse her lips and mouth
receptive only to pain

4. Dialogue With The Stars (instrumental)

5. The Hive

April night-tyme
And we run like muscles through the stagnant nodes of
man
Blood-bridges lean towards the gaping synapses
to disarm the stars within us

Hornet, Hive-dark
Severed wings in vainless beating
buzz out from an inferno of fangs
to disarm the stars within us

We should have been
so much more by now
Too dead inside
to even know the guilt

Waning, Ring-deep
a halo of thorns
Sips now down in sheets of sharp silver
to disarm the stars within us

6. Jester Script Transfigured

Cre-age-aeon
new beginnings held in infinite vacuum
Biotronic test-worlds free of inscription
devoid of the echoes of man
noble cyborg savage

In cold ceremonial perfection
more radiant than the sum of suns
with each and every attribute
of animal machine and man

Dystopia, ElectroHeart
the grotesque and the linear
took one final giant blow
into the Ram of
what is us

Installing, awaiting the restoration of unsequenced
chaos

We've only seen the outlines of the beginning
and this core, the slowly moving raptor
will make the very notion of Hell
seem celestial in comparison

7. Morphing Into Primal

Detonation
fireworks and alchemy
Genes spliced and triggered
into the future
and her organic cave

Seismorgasmic omnipotence
scenes of magma in my eyes
Eruption stones my system

I owe this to the animal inside
and the stiffness that blocks out the daylight
Morphing into primal

I'll cover every particle
from there to Andromeda
not forgetting a single location
from the throat of the Ibis
to the co-ordinates of Matterhorn

My shot is genesis and catharsis
Penetratonant in a cosmology of lusts

Suck this subterranean creature out
and show it proudly to the house of heaven
With one slight wave of my hand
stars dissolve

Dissolve my brain
Block my lungs
I'll die from fever tomorrow
when locked in such a perfected 'now'

8. Worlds Within The Margin

Raindrop hits the leaf, changing its position slightly
on the street,
next to polls of monotonous water. He walks. Slipping
feet from
steps at random. He falls.

In the space between his body and the ground
comets cast off their names, stellar neurones misfire.

Witnesses x13
inhale the seed
and spit out a million branches

Buds abloom in all directions,
from which events occur
relations and virused meetings
catch fire and explode
In the margin of butterfly wings
entire cycles of evolution
outplayed and faded,
sparked and leaned back into
vacuum-filled nirvana.

Between the two of my eyes
feverish fractals scar,
dance like were they on drugs
peyote labyrinths, re-mapped exits
A hasty blink
and a million life-to-comes
will never be the same
as they never were.

In the kinetic energy of a moving fist
lies a birth-machine for a parallel universe

With the first movement in the organinc soap
came a bouquet of alternative answers
all different, multiplied and re-divided

Coded in the spinal cord of a trilobite,
written between the legs on the Meganeura
suburban city maps and dormant dictator semen
marked their way through time.

9. Episode 666

Welcome here, the squirrel-wheel begins
fasten the left hand belts
Remember not to think too much
and your trip will be numbingly pleasant

Non-caring is the easiest way
but to secure a passage to the 2nd plane
you have to complete level one
Their dead-smile lips turn on their TV
while urban gravestones scrape the skies
Rising over marionette cities and marionette skies

This is episode 666
destination chaos
Each and all an actor blind

10. Everything Counts (Depeche Mode cover)

The handshake
Seals a contract
From the contract
There's no turning back
The turning point
Of a career
In Korea being insincere

The holiday
Was fun packed
The contract
Still intact

The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
All for themselves
After all

It's a competitive world
Everything counts in large amounts

The graph
On the wall
Tells the story
Of it all
Picture
it now
See just how
The lies and deceit gained a little more power

Confidence taken in
By a sun tan
And a grin

The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
All for themselves
After all

It's a competitive world
Everything counts in large amounts

11. Whoracle (instrumental)