1.The Zone
The zone is within, the zone is without
Let us go naked for a sign
Through the world of illusions
Operation mind fuck begins
Post-shamans gather round
New exorcists of the thrall
The muftis of chaos rise hands
To work their mimes on us
Secret mental utopias to spring
In chaos infected hearts and minds
Heretics of all world unite
And build their own zones for us
Wild pagan children now dance
In lobbies of all world banks
Nothing is true, everything is permitted
The zone is here, the zone is here
Let us go naked for a sign
Through the world of illusion
Operation mind fuck has begun
2.I Shall Prevail
RESISTANCE OF MATTER,MIND AND TIME
HARDNESS OF CUSTOM,CODE AND LAW
STIFLING CURTAINS OF THE PAST
THE REALM OF INERTIA SPRAWLING AROUND
I SHALL PREVAIL
BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY
I SHALL ATTAIN
BY ANY MEANS
CONSTRICTION OF LANGUAGE IN ME
DOMINANCE OF WHIMPER OVER BANG
TYRANNY OF HABIT AND FEAR
THE YOKE OF THE FUTURE ON ME
I SHALL PREVAIL
BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY
I SHALL TRANSCEND
BY ANY MEANS
(Lead： Mauser ／ Peter ／ Mauser ／ Peter)
DISTRUST OF ALL THOSE INSIDE
THE GASP OF THE CENTER WITH NO HOLD
THE BARBARIAN IN THE GARDEN OF EDEN
I AM COMING TO CLAIM WHAT IS MINE
CONSTRICTION OF LANGUAGE IN ME
DOMINANCE OF WHIMPER OVER BANG
TYRANNY OF HABIT AND FEAR
THE YOKE OF THE FUTURE ON ME
I SHALL PREVAIL
I SHALL ATTAIN
I SHALL TRANSCEND
BY ANY MEANS
3.Choices
YOU ARE SOMEONE
YOU WOULD NOT LIKE TO BE
WANDERING THE WAY TO ILUMINATION
SINKING IN BIZZARE RITUALS
WHOLE LIFE STUDYING LINES AND SIGNS
YOU TAKE PAINS TO CHASE
SHADOWS OF YOURSELF...
SHADOWS OF YOURSELF
THINGS,YOU ARE THINKING ARE RIGHT
JUST MUST HAVE IMAGINED AS THAT
MYTHS OF ALL SYSTEMS
AND NEVER WRITTEN BOOK
OR BOOK WRITTEN THOUSANDS OF TIMES
NO MATTER WHERE AND HOW
YOUR MOVE IS YOUR START...
(Lead： Mauser ／ Peter)
LIKE FREELY RIVER OF PERCEPTIONS
CONSCIOUSNESS,PRIVATE LIBRARY
OF EVERYTHING ANTI AND PRO
LIFE,CHOICE,DEATH
DESPITE OF CIRCUMSTANCESS
THERE IS ALWAYS YOUR WAY
4.Apopheniac
THE CITIES OF THE BRAIN ARE VAST
NO MAP CHARTS TO URGE
TO FIND THE NEXUS OF IT ALL
THE LINES CONVERGE,MY VISION CLEARS
NOW I THINK I CAN FINALLY SEE
THE WORLD FOR WHAT IT'S ALWAYS BEEN
TORRENT OF SIGNALS,STORM OF DATE
PATTERN RECOGNITION FLOODS
THE WALL OF NOISE TO BREACH
REVELATION TREMBLING ON MY LIPS
THE GODHEAD ELUDES ME AT ALL TIMES
(Lead： Peter)
MESSAGES ASSAULT THE SENSES
DECODING IS A FUTILE TASK
A HIEROGLYPHIC WORLD IN SIGHT
(Lead： Peter)
I WISH SOME SEMIOLOGY OF MADNESS
COULD EXPLAIN ALL THIS TO ME
AS MORE NEW CONNECTION EMERGE
MY LIFE IN THE MAZE...
THE WEB GROWS AND TIGHTENS
THE WORD SEEMS TO TAKE SHAPE
FRIGHTFUL LUCIDITY IS MINE
I AM AN APOPHENIAC
THE LINES CONVERGE,MY VISION CLEARS
NOW I THINK I CAN FINALLY SEE
THE WORLD FOR WHAT IT'S ALWAYS BEEN
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