written and performed by stranded
prod. by ill majestic
kunai
with paper bombs tied
arranged in a design
like the corolla
a dense flower provides
a maze
pain surrounds you
inside
you can't escape
the explosions
like clouds in the sky
wings rendered hopeless
grounded
but kept afloat
by thousands combined
between their wrath
you begin to fall
but each blast
keeps you enthralled
playing catch
you are the ball
to be tossed
until you're gone
fated to be erased
where detonation awaits
but what if i told you
this is the method we take
for you to be
sedated awake
from your false world
/
imaginative state
by sending a shock
to your senses
so great
that you're ultimately
convinced that it's fake
you exit
a sudden brightness
where light had not threatened
your eyes adjust
to what had been denied
until present
atrophy takes time
to subside
evanescent
behavior
based on unreliable legend
how you behave
outweighs the 'why'
and inception
for despite what you follow
free will
provides your direction
look inside yourself
from time to time
for reflection
this mirror
like those
in catoptric
telescopic instruments
pain darkens your heart
such thoughts
are often pictureless
a pond
ripples far beyond
the body that limits it
but you are enlightened
when reminded
of your fondest images
that's why it's essential
to recall
that scars are not emptiness
they represent survival
the things you've been through
cannot offend
from inside you
if it is them that wins
it is them
that you surrender
your mind to
a keen kunai
will slice
clean through time
see tomorrow
like martin
m - c - fly
and glimpse beyond
those with crystal balls
that feed you lies
expand your horizons
who's your master
when your sifu dies
my thoughts feast
ripping apart meat
with sharp teeth
food is ideas
i chew my meals
like shark week
to be projected
like movie reels
on large screens
esoteric perspectives
mirrors of similar things
message takes flight
it's like a ninja star flings
and catching a weapon
is necessary
to feel my heartstrings
the spread of mutants
evolution
through children
offspring
descending like icarus
with the impotence
of his thawed wings
apical pathways
are safe from the last days
things engraved
aren't as easily erased
as a flat page
i literally
keep a base
in a batcave
but i don't
need a costume
you can't see me
i'm that vague
i slip away
like water
with the heat
to evaporate
sublimation
i skip phases
that's how much
i'm changing
evolution
i'm a mutant
that's never
done mutating
expand my mind
like lung inflation
with over intoxication
of oxygenation
life's a pamphlet
it provides information
do you take the time
to analyze
what it's saying
or do you
just accept
what it offers
without consideration
this is not something basic
it's deeper
than the opposite
of helium/talk/inhalation
my rhymes
a series
of dark innovations
words are
sharp and serrated
liquid
my sword
like samehada
for laymen
it bites you
and takes your life
through your chakra's deflation
you weaken
as it feeds
it leaves your body sedated
lying awake
sleeping
you try to awaken
but fail
snared between
two paradoxic occasions
weary
you experience
disorientation
like hidan
forever lost
in a forest
forsaken
barely alive
you stare at the sky
from your grave
and ponder
but how you got there
defies contemplation
this is NOT
to be interpreted
as death
but modification
i refer to the steps
your mind follows
throughout observation
confronted with perspective
you process information
the death i mention
represents
you responding
by changing
your prior self dies
murdered by conversation
the words one provides
fertilize ovulation
exercise your mind
at all times
let your neurons shine
open the doors
to the dormant sections
you're neglecting
below your skull
wide
these regions
will fluoresce
like explosions
in a dark sky
resulting
in an evolved mind
...sharper sword
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Sunday, August 19, 2012
canal(prod by cairo beats)
track is from morning star's album:
philosophy of the kali yuga
written and performed by (in order of appearance):
morning star - stranded
verse 1(morning star)
the automated nature
of well-trodden paths
has me seeking
a new light
in the evening
i ask the crowd
who follows
and who steps to be the leader
i watch
who stands apathetically
and does neither
my seed shows strength
and grows
like cedar and oak
as deep roots are soaked
with holly essences
i struggle
with my breathlessness
so i sacrifice
strands of energy collection
for protection
from the poison
in the heavens
as the winds fly by
and sandblast my egocentrism
to bypass all external criticism
the table has turned
the burned idols
the understandings that diminish
the race to the bottom
getting close to its finish
a cave system
that became an archetype
of searching for no meaning
place an entire population
far beyond redeeming
reshaping consciousness
both through saturation and omission
you’re best to evaluate
whether your actions
are building someone else’s mission
because our years
are of deception
and survival will entail
a fine refining of perception
to swallow pride
to watch the void
start to subside
in this realm
of hungry ghosts
wailing
i increase my lung capacity
to stay self-sufficient
in my sailing
amassing energy
between my spine and my navel
the divine make me able
watch me and stranded
fuck it up
and leave this axis unstable
DNRX
got something to prove
still try to strangle the groove
under my hoof
thats my criteria
build and destroy
from north america to syria
i give all
to face the wall
before my last seconds
thirds and fourths
i blast wisdom
with my cohorts
por los siglos
de los siglos
de los siglos
verse 2(stranded)
minor adjustments
i take steps
like double helix
one flight
could be hundreds
each path
goes beyond its production
i wander
my walkingstick
never not in my clutches
so go ahead
think i'm lost
i'll applaud your assumption
like zodd's approach
as the darkness is coming
i'm not alive
the human body
is death
my consciousness
stuck in
an inmate to society
and the problems
it comes with
people are eager
to waste their time
but i am reluctant
the application of clocks
is highly disruptive
so i seek
to leave my body
but keep
cognitive function
immortal
as in
the inability to die
if you switched
'die'
with 'be governed'
free from the tubes
the tunnels
that we must use
surrounded
by outliers
what else could we do
we just want
to live our lives
and be ourselves
when we do
to deny us this
is to be
an elephant shoe
philosophy of the kali yuga
written and performed by (in order of appearance):
morning star - stranded
verse 1(morning star)
the automated nature
of well-trodden paths
has me seeking
a new light
in the evening
i ask the crowd
who follows
and who steps to be the leader
i watch
who stands apathetically
and does neither
my seed shows strength
and grows
like cedar and oak
as deep roots are soaked
with holly essences
i struggle
with my breathlessness
so i sacrifice
strands of energy collection
for protection
from the poison
in the heavens
as the winds fly by
and sandblast my egocentrism
to bypass all external criticism
the table has turned
the burned idols
the understandings that diminish
the race to the bottom
getting close to its finish
a cave system
that became an archetype
of searching for no meaning
place an entire population
far beyond redeeming
reshaping consciousness
both through saturation and omission
you’re best to evaluate
whether your actions
are building someone else’s mission
because our years
are of deception
and survival will entail
a fine refining of perception
to swallow pride
to watch the void
start to subside
in this realm
of hungry ghosts
wailing
i increase my lung capacity
to stay self-sufficient
in my sailing
amassing energy
between my spine and my navel
the divine make me able
watch me and stranded
fuck it up
and leave this axis unstable
DNRX
got something to prove
still try to strangle the groove
under my hoof
thats my criteria
build and destroy
from north america to syria
i give all
to face the wall
before my last seconds
thirds and fourths
i blast wisdom
with my cohorts
por los siglos
de los siglos
de los siglos
verse 2(stranded)
minor adjustments
i take steps
like double helix
one flight
could be hundreds
each path
goes beyond its production
i wander
my walkingstick
never not in my clutches
so go ahead
think i'm lost
i'll applaud your assumption
like zodd's approach
as the darkness is coming
i'm not alive
the human body
is death
my consciousness
stuck in
an inmate to society
and the problems
it comes with
people are eager
to waste their time
but i am reluctant
the application of clocks
is highly disruptive
so i seek
to leave my body
but keep
cognitive function
immortal
as in
the inability to die
if you switched
'die'
with 'be governed'
free from the tubes
the tunnels
that we must use
surrounded
by outliers
what else could we do
we just want
to live our lives
and be ourselves
when we do
to deny us this
is to be
an elephant shoe
Monday, August 13, 2012
gard/e/ns(prod. by no one)
written and performed by stranded
prod. by no one
no one knows
the life
that stellar oceans hold
next to nothing
of the dark parts
and little
of those that glow
if ghosts exist
do you think
we have ghosts alone
there would be
ghosts of aliens
and there's no limit
to where a ghost can go
during transformation
a lycan's skeleton
is restructured
bone for bone
resulting in
suffering the sensation
of the breaking
of every one of its bones
then
they're hunted
whether or not
they've got themselves
under control
in addition to this threat
they undergo
the difficulty
of their own machinations
plus
they may become
captive patients
of apathetic individuals
because of their
scientific fascinations
in a lab
in cages
only to be freed
periodically
for ghastly experimentation
there are even those
that would eat them
and do you know
what that procedure entails
in order to do so
they must be kept alive
while the meal is prepared
otherwise
they would revert
to how they
ideally appear
inhumane
that word is used backwards
it would be humane
because
that's how humans
typically behave
BASTARDS!!!!
powder gripped a man
as his prey's life
slipped away
to the after
i wish i could convey
the sentiment
his empathetic display
captured
perhaps then
they would disobey
their sinister
innate aspirations
and evolve
expand
their minds
beyond their skull's expanse
allow me to double back
to how this all began
how could we
POSSIBLY know
what matters in space
when we don't even know
what matters
on our OWN
ball of land
the human species
is what's wrong
they're damned
peace can only rise
with the fall of man
hook (x 2)
the hanging garden
vague stars lit
obstructed
by artificial pollution
the damage
humans do
only hurts themselves
the planet's
indifferent to it
despite
its many parasites
the host
continues moving
as if it will
throw them off
on some
uber-centrifuge shit
and leave them
to orbit
ANYTHING else
like little moon bits
the earth left
to quietly float
like an empty cruise ship
free from those
who would pose
an endless nuisance
prod. by no one
no one knows
the life
that stellar oceans hold
next to nothing
of the dark parts
and little
of those that glow
if ghosts exist
do you think
we have ghosts alone
there would be
ghosts of aliens
and there's no limit
to where a ghost can go
during transformation
a lycan's skeleton
is restructured
bone for bone
resulting in
suffering the sensation
of the breaking
of every one of its bones
then
they're hunted
whether or not
they've got themselves
under control
in addition to this threat
they undergo
the difficulty
of their own machinations
plus
they may become
captive patients
of apathetic individuals
because of their
scientific fascinations
in a lab
in cages
only to be freed
periodically
for ghastly experimentation
there are even those
that would eat them
and do you know
what that procedure entails
in order to do so
they must be kept alive
while the meal is prepared
otherwise
they would revert
to how they
ideally appear
inhumane
that word is used backwards
it would be humane
because
that's how humans
typically behave
BASTARDS!!!!
powder gripped a man
as his prey's life
slipped away
to the after
i wish i could convey
the sentiment
his empathetic display
captured
perhaps then
they would disobey
their sinister
innate aspirations
and evolve
expand
their minds
beyond their skull's expanse
allow me to double back
to how this all began
how could we
POSSIBLY know
what matters in space
when we don't even know
what matters
on our OWN
ball of land
the human species
is what's wrong
they're damned
peace can only rise
with the fall of man
hook (x 2)
the hanging garden
vague stars lit
obstructed
by artificial pollution
the damage
humans do
only hurts themselves
the planet's
indifferent to it
despite
its many parasites
the host
continues moving
as if it will
throw them off
on some
uber-centrifuge shit
and leave them
to orbit
ANYTHING else
like little moon bits
the earth left
to quietly float
like an empty cruise ship
free from those
who would pose
an endless nuisance
Thursday, June 14, 2012
lunarscars(prod. by episodic)
written and performed by (in order of appearance):
vice versa - stranded
vice versa aka blunted sultan aka carmine moth
and
stranded
=
iridophoric/pseudomorphs
vocal sample:
forgive my intrusion
....i hope this isn't a bad time
verse 1 (carmine moth)
arch bishop of roach droppings
so obvious
headlice afraid
baroque fountain
cuckold
enzyme depraved
throat modeling
paraplegic paratrooper
bodily bloated
oddity cloaked
yellowed fish eye pavilion
orbiting slaughter cadre
cactus limb human
blurred then focused
comedy hoax
most debauchery obtuse
wet silk tapered to the bone structure
moans muffled over commonly
syrupy stalagmite
impaling all the wailing
prolonging prose recited
to frightened ghost wandering
solemnly gloat
the ringworm toad robbery
bothering jolts
of archetype evoked conjuring
drunk barber cabal
headclipper close clobbering
hedgetrimmer
properly coaxed
into morose artistry
cognitive devil
nebula lobe conquering
Guild of Funerary Violinists
now mope sauntering
the viper bog emporium
euphoria arteries roped
in a fibonacci corkscrew
beware cryptobotomy
sickle sodomy
cinematography luminary glow
army coat
tailored by carnie dolts
wallowing
dont bother me
supernotter film
noir bottom feeder mode
2nd annual robot builder club
binary code honoring
verse 2 (stranded)
a carmine moth
wing flap
time lapse
still frame
frozen eye snap
photography
moment goes unforgotten
deep impact
on neural receptors
metamorphosis
encouraging lecture
vivid euphoric image
with a blurry texture
a figurative swirling wind
that would disorient escher
presumption
but i am inclined
to provide such consumption
when i am confronted
with mind numbing
observational fire redundant
light production
in the proverbial darkness
of my circumference
the shadow teeming
lack of dreaming
i suffer
sleep atrophying
accompanied by astral demons
who approach me
but won't speak
on what it is that they're after
frequent
not often
but in proportion
to the few lucid
rapid eye movements
i've been involved with
when i was ten years old
i saw how the world will explode
but i lost it
all i remember
is l.a.
and an airplane that was monstrous
it felt as if
it would happen that day
but i learned that wasn't the case
long since
i wonder on occasion
if it
was clairvoyance
or a nightmarish figment
we'll never know
if it was a premonition
because we'd die
with the explosion's ignition
and if it wasn't
and it was nothing
we can't know that it isn't
because if it was a vision
when it will happen
wouldn't have a limit
i could have remote viewed
beyond my death
through a descendant
the likely direction
preempted
by the unexpected
a smaller piece
of a larger puzzle
to be connected
i suspect that
a series of gears
there and here
are operating a mechanism
they have no recognition
they even steer
the fusion of purpose
implemented by mutual serpents
their unity ferments
the energy
produces a current
generating power
throughout their circuit
the balancing out of versus
the tao swirl disc
of dark and light
the purest archetype
not one or the other
ALL of life
those not stuck
in their mother
and father's sight
those who see further
than what was
predetermined
beyond its vice
this freedom
turns into walls of ice
a fortress
the solitude of orphans
strength
from a multitude of sources
is conjured
to conquer feuding forces
constant fuel for torches
carried onward
with the portent
of apocalyptic horses
so far into the future
your imagination
couldn't possibly
support it
cartographers
barely glimpse
just a fragment
and after
their reality fractures
loses integrity
and gradually shatters
the area
they wish to represent
is like a natural disaster
there are no instruments
capable of fully mapping its patterns
lunar scarring
what's left
of the reflection
of beautiful starbeams
a moon
that can only be viewed
with eyes
that see truth
nuitari
vice versa - stranded
vice versa aka blunted sultan aka carmine moth
and
stranded
=
iridophoric/pseudomorphs
vocal sample:
forgive my intrusion
....i hope this isn't a bad time
verse 1 (carmine moth)
arch bishop of roach droppings
so obvious
headlice afraid
baroque fountain
cuckold
enzyme depraved
throat modeling
paraplegic paratrooper
bodily bloated
oddity cloaked
yellowed fish eye pavilion
orbiting slaughter cadre
cactus limb human
blurred then focused
comedy hoax
most debauchery obtuse
wet silk tapered to the bone structure
moans muffled over commonly
syrupy stalagmite
impaling all the wailing
prolonging prose recited
to frightened ghost wandering
solemnly gloat
the ringworm toad robbery
bothering jolts
of archetype evoked conjuring
drunk barber cabal
headclipper close clobbering
hedgetrimmer
properly coaxed
into morose artistry
cognitive devil
nebula lobe conquering
Guild of Funerary Violinists
now mope sauntering
the viper bog emporium
euphoria arteries roped
in a fibonacci corkscrew
beware cryptobotomy
sickle sodomy
cinematography luminary glow
army coat
tailored by carnie dolts
wallowing
dont bother me
supernotter film
noir bottom feeder mode
2nd annual robot builder club
binary code honoring
verse 2 (stranded)
a carmine moth
wing flap
time lapse
still frame
frozen eye snap
photography
moment goes unforgotten
deep impact
on neural receptors
metamorphosis
encouraging lecture
vivid euphoric image
with a blurry texture
a figurative swirling wind
that would disorient escher
presumption
but i am inclined
to provide such consumption
when i am confronted
with mind numbing
observational fire redundant
light production
in the proverbial darkness
of my circumference
the shadow teeming
lack of dreaming
i suffer
sleep atrophying
accompanied by astral demons
who approach me
but won't speak
on what it is that they're after
frequent
not often
but in proportion
to the few lucid
rapid eye movements
i've been involved with
when i was ten years old
i saw how the world will explode
but i lost it
all i remember
is l.a.
and an airplane that was monstrous
it felt as if
it would happen that day
but i learned that wasn't the case
long since
i wonder on occasion
if it
was clairvoyance
or a nightmarish figment
we'll never know
if it was a premonition
because we'd die
with the explosion's ignition
and if it wasn't
and it was nothing
we can't know that it isn't
because if it was a vision
when it will happen
wouldn't have a limit
i could have remote viewed
beyond my death
through a descendant
the likely direction
preempted
by the unexpected
a smaller piece
of a larger puzzle
to be connected
i suspect that
a series of gears
there and here
are operating a mechanism
they have no recognition
they even steer
the fusion of purpose
implemented by mutual serpents
their unity ferments
the energy
produces a current
generating power
throughout their circuit
the balancing out of versus
the tao swirl disc
of dark and light
the purest archetype
not one or the other
ALL of life
those not stuck
in their mother
and father's sight
those who see further
than what was
predetermined
beyond its vice
this freedom
turns into walls of ice
a fortress
the solitude of orphans
strength
from a multitude of sources
is conjured
to conquer feuding forces
constant fuel for torches
carried onward
with the portent
of apocalyptic horses
so far into the future
your imagination
couldn't possibly
support it
cartographers
barely glimpse
just a fragment
and after
their reality fractures
loses integrity
and gradually shatters
the area
they wish to represent
is like a natural disaster
there are no instruments
capable of fully mapping its patterns
lunar scarring
what's left
of the reflection
of beautiful starbeams
a moon
that can only be viewed
with eyes
that see truth
nuitari
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
weaponmarket(prod. by poison flowerz!)
written and performed by stranded as sea/swordz(pronounced sea of swordz)
prod. by poison flowerz!
sea/swordz and poison flowerz! = sasori's/puppetz
hit the weapon market
for a feathered starfish
i hold it
in the palm of my hand
and it takes flight
like a federation starship
rotates
as it locates
and decapitates its target
and brings the head back
to face its marksman
for confirmation
before i scratch
his name off the parchment
and fade off
in the darkness
with pale moon rays
that are toxic
but not so much
that they make me vomit
just enough
to make me feel the noise
a bee makes
when its flying
i was distracted for a minute
by an apparition
but i came back
to the living
like lazarus did
or so you presume
the mind is a flower
it takes your whole life to bloom
you can't be certain
even then
if the extent
to which it opens
is full
all you can do
is give it all
the solar rays
it can chew
and so much water to drink
a boat could sail on it too
feed your head
like 'the murder fists'
track 3 suggests
peace to lotus
and the cd's he pressed
one of the first cats
that had me impressed
when i discovered myspace
before my feet were wet
i thought i was by myself
as far as emcees could stretch
but i learned
that the world
had many secrets left
prod. by poison flowerz!
sea/swordz and poison flowerz! = sasori's/puppetz
hit the weapon market
for a feathered starfish
i hold it
in the palm of my hand
and it takes flight
like a federation starship
rotates
as it locates
and decapitates its target
and brings the head back
to face its marksman
for confirmation
before i scratch
his name off the parchment
and fade off
in the darkness
with pale moon rays
that are toxic
but not so much
that they make me vomit
just enough
to make me feel the noise
a bee makes
when its flying
i was distracted for a minute
by an apparition
but i came back
to the living
like lazarus did
or so you presume
the mind is a flower
it takes your whole life to bloom
you can't be certain
even then
if the extent
to which it opens
is full
all you can do
is give it all
the solar rays
it can chew
and so much water to drink
a boat could sail on it too
feed your head
like 'the murder fists'
track 3 suggests
peace to lotus
and the cd's he pressed
one of the first cats
that had me impressed
when i discovered myspace
before my feet were wet
i thought i was by myself
as far as emcees could stretch
but i learned
that the world
had many secrets left
Saturday, January 14, 2012
...iexist(prod. by fivesicks)
written and performed by stranded
prod. by fivesicks
vocal sample:
light thinks it travels
faster than anything
but it is wrong
no matter how fast
light travels
it finds the darkness
has always gotten there first
and is waiting for it
in a dark world
i exist
slightly lit
but there is light within
far more than i provide you with
when i say
i'm here because i insist
it's like explaining to someone
born with hyper-hearing
what silence is
that's how futile
the idea of conveying thoughts precisely
is
yet i attempt
for me
hearing music like this
is like disappearing
through a spiral disc
to go on a series of idle trips
you'd be amazed
at how much you can experience
while you sit
appearances lie like shit
eyes closed
they tilt to the sky
even though they are blind
at the moment
denied
the ability to view
as they normally do
it is an intangible sensation
consumed
enveloped in hypothetical fumes
a pause in time
that will never resume
photograph
frozen past
holding fast
slowed to last
what do you know of that
navajo
read between
i ponder
sleep and dream
followed each week
by a weak routine
that is responsible
for every attempt
to delete these things
as this dark world speaks to me
i am reminded of 'these machines'
the little that m.atthew. has provided
will suffice to be serene
despite my wish
that more of the like would be convened
what does life even mean
curiosity
intrigue
i would follow these
to the end of time
and repeat
while i am not complete
it is the quest
to piece together this puzzle
find something worthy
to give love to
that urges me to come to
from this coma that we must undo
we are an inert form of kung fu
there is so much more we must do
we are meant to imagine
but this multi facet
deliberate distraction
of anything that resembles placid
won't have it
they want life to be like 'fray'
with no magic
i wander away
shit is so tragic
i'm on some 'mind planes drifter'
nomadic
peace to riishii
go grab it
meditate
you can hare krishna several ways
it's a perspective thing
there is energy in everything
even in dead remains
it's what exists
when nothing else remains
the subtle wells in things
all of what it entails
engraved
impact
chisel and stone
impression
like that of depression
living alone
but i remain intact
with no evidence of a soul
pressure builds fast
but grows hesitant to explode
for what would debris accomplish
better than if it's whole
it's effortless to just grow
why resist evolution
to exert so much energy
to surrender
is stupid
direct it toward
something more
fit for improvement
the path to true master
is a disciplined student
the gravity of its grasp
as attractive as mila kunis
an event horizon
grabbing a human
my blood drawn
abby's eyes
as she removed it
once again
the subtle glints
in a darkness
otherwise unavenged
are undersized
with so much to give
nothing provides us with gifts
for we are free
to fill the emptiness
as we please
those who are envious
lack degrees
so busy without
nothing is bound to hatch beneath
but when you travel within
your path completes
who's the master
the last dragon speaks
with a bullet
grasped in his teeth
demonstrative
of what he can achieve
you'll see this happen
when i significantly attach to beats
once - thesandwinter -
is alas complete
but time is voluminous
it is not only now and then
it is what the future is
flooded with foolishness
i suffer through the shit
because i know
eventually
it's coming to an end
'siddhartha'
i show restraint
patience
and use my head
peace to cloke
it's things like this
that give me reason to hope
even though
i know
most of the thought
we have to eat
is choke
staring at a tower
of indecipherable speech
below
many people sulk
they think that person
thinks they're dope
when many times
that's not why that seed explodes
there's an entirely different source
from which
what they speak is grown
there are many things
we don't know about one another
most of which
will not be discovered
and that is no wonder
being self absorbed
what do you expect of others
my point can be expressed with numbers
one to a hundred
what do you share
of all that is there
what you do
to what you don't
would be small when compared
look into the mirror
and get lost in the stare
so much so
that you no longer are there
take time to reflect
focus on yourself
not all the rest
you'll just be lost in the mess
quit trying to fit everything
in a box
and accept
any order that exists
is chaotic at best
for every rule
there is always except...
in a dark world
i exist
slightly lit
but there is light within
far more than i provide you with
when i say
i'm here because i insist
it's like explaining to someone
born with hyper-hearing
what silence is
that's how futile
the idea of conveying thoughts precisely
is
yet i attempt
for me
hearing music like this
is like disappearing
through a spiral disc
to go on a series of idle trips
you'd be amazed
at how much you can experience
while you sit
appearances lie like shit
prod. by fivesicks
vocal sample:
light thinks it travels
faster than anything
but it is wrong
no matter how fast
light travels
it finds the darkness
has always gotten there first
and is waiting for it
in a dark world
i exist
slightly lit
but there is light within
far more than i provide you with
when i say
i'm here because i insist
it's like explaining to someone
born with hyper-hearing
what silence is
that's how futile
the idea of conveying thoughts precisely
is
yet i attempt
for me
hearing music like this
is like disappearing
through a spiral disc
to go on a series of idle trips
you'd be amazed
at how much you can experience
while you sit
appearances lie like shit
eyes closed
they tilt to the sky
even though they are blind
at the moment
denied
the ability to view
as they normally do
it is an intangible sensation
consumed
enveloped in hypothetical fumes
a pause in time
that will never resume
photograph
frozen past
holding fast
slowed to last
what do you know of that
navajo
read between
i ponder
sleep and dream
followed each week
by a weak routine
that is responsible
for every attempt
to delete these things
as this dark world speaks to me
i am reminded of 'these machines'
the little that m.atthew. has provided
will suffice to be serene
despite my wish
that more of the like would be convened
what does life even mean
curiosity
intrigue
i would follow these
to the end of time
and repeat
while i am not complete
it is the quest
to piece together this puzzle
find something worthy
to give love to
that urges me to come to
from this coma that we must undo
we are an inert form of kung fu
there is so much more we must do
we are meant to imagine
but this multi facet
deliberate distraction
of anything that resembles placid
won't have it
they want life to be like 'fray'
with no magic
i wander away
shit is so tragic
i'm on some 'mind planes drifter'
nomadic
peace to riishii
go grab it
meditate
you can hare krishna several ways
it's a perspective thing
there is energy in everything
even in dead remains
it's what exists
when nothing else remains
the subtle wells in things
all of what it entails
engraved
impact
chisel and stone
impression
like that of depression
living alone
but i remain intact
with no evidence of a soul
pressure builds fast
but grows hesitant to explode
for what would debris accomplish
better than if it's whole
it's effortless to just grow
why resist evolution
to exert so much energy
to surrender
is stupid
direct it toward
something more
fit for improvement
the path to true master
is a disciplined student
the gravity of its grasp
as attractive as mila kunis
an event horizon
grabbing a human
my blood drawn
abby's eyes
as she removed it
once again
the subtle glints
in a darkness
otherwise unavenged
are undersized
with so much to give
nothing provides us with gifts
for we are free
to fill the emptiness
as we please
those who are envious
lack degrees
so busy without
nothing is bound to hatch beneath
but when you travel within
your path completes
who's the master
the last dragon speaks
with a bullet
grasped in his teeth
demonstrative
of what he can achieve
you'll see this happen
when i significantly attach to beats
once - thesandwinter -
is alas complete
but time is voluminous
it is not only now and then
it is what the future is
flooded with foolishness
i suffer through the shit
because i know
eventually
it's coming to an end
'siddhartha'
i show restraint
patience
and use my head
peace to cloke
it's things like this
that give me reason to hope
even though
i know
most of the thought
we have to eat
is choke
staring at a tower
of indecipherable speech
below
many people sulk
they think that person
thinks they're dope
when many times
that's not why that seed explodes
there's an entirely different source
from which
what they speak is grown
there are many things
we don't know about one another
most of which
will not be discovered
and that is no wonder
being self absorbed
what do you expect of others
my point can be expressed with numbers
one to a hundred
what do you share
of all that is there
what you do
to what you don't
would be small when compared
look into the mirror
and get lost in the stare
so much so
that you no longer are there
take time to reflect
focus on yourself
not all the rest
you'll just be lost in the mess
quit trying to fit everything
in a box
and accept
any order that exists
is chaotic at best
for every rule
there is always except...
in a dark world
i exist
slightly lit
but there is light within
far more than i provide you with
when i say
i'm here because i insist
it's like explaining to someone
born with hyper-hearing
what silence is
that's how futile
the idea of conveying thoughts precisely
is
yet i attempt
for me
hearing music like this
is like disappearing
through a spiral disc
to go on a series of idle trips
you'd be amazed
at how much you can experience
while you sit
appearances lie like shit
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
focusedones(prod. by lost soul)
written and performed by stranded
prod. by lost soul
we emerge from oceanic depths
to be observed
by those that have slept
they fear us
'cause they are dry
and they don't know what is wet
with change they attack
when things stay the same
they relax
but even still
there is always one who strays from the pack
it is within he
we instill the strength to detach
think for himself
and find a way to adapt
awaken his dormant brain
and activate its synapse
evolve
like a pyromaniac
when he plays with a match
explore new heights
until its relativity shifts
then see what else exists
to a degree
one must be
capable of selfishness
and a state of mind
that's sedative
and let the imagination fly
like when propellers twist
under circumstances
that make the sky irrelevant
hidden away inside
our vague disguise
is a precipice
at first glance
you may only find what's evident
but upon further observation
lies a shape beyond the skeleton
but that is vague as well
even more so
than the costume we've made our shell
we need to fine tooth this paper trail
find the truth
and break the spell
mesmerized
by disorienting lies
that swirl and intertwine
with poor defenseless eyes
their sight blurs until it's blind
you try to find your way
yet you ignore so many signs
do we go to heaven
hell
or purgatory when we die
all of the above
and more
it's just the doors are in disguise
with many destinations
some may lead to more than one
you don't know shit
you flush the toilet when you're done
if you were to temper steel
what type of sword would it become
mine would be a blade like grass
receiving water and the sun
in that it would live and breathe
like the ones you see
the soul reapers with on bleach
it grows when it is released
in power and in form
both of them increase
like the mind when i sleep
lucid
conscious in a dream
i remove illusions
like cobwebs with my fingers
brush them shits aside
for it is i
who gets to just as quick decide
what gets defined
by light's construction with my eyes
transformed
like a sandstorm
from wind/cloud
this will make sense
once you've experienced
both then and now
until then
it will mean nothing
like empty vows
when i was a child
i was asked
why can't you simply smile
i replied
my happiness is not yours to decide
it's mine
my smile's inside
where it is not to be seen by prying eyes
i don't follow the guidelines
you idolize
i color outside the lines
bound only by my mind
it is a responsibility
to allow for all possibilities
this is a value
far beyond infinity
i am a black hole
drowning all in my inquisiting
my surroundings flock
and spiral into me
knowledge spins around
a composite
cyclonic entity
wisdom abounds
and follows its conductivity
but space behaves in waves
of symbiotic energy
opposing forces
perform a psychotic symphony
therefore war
will always contradict the peace
that's why i fight
and that's also
why i'll never find serenity
on earth
at night
i search the sky
inside my memories for my identity
where am i from
why does it lie in mystery
not knowing where i belong
hurts
unlike anything
the pain it provides
is so strong
you'd die of empathy
but i go on
like the eye of storms
to do much more
i approach darkness
and walk right through it's front door
like the purifier
on crematoria
but what for
he moved towards the sun
and was reduced to dust for it
determination
it's triumph's fertilization
the school of life
doesn't require certification
i observe mistakes
and interpret pertinent information
and learn like doug 'cypher' ramsey
served any language
but what does it matter
perhaps
it's a waste of time
to collect data
there's too much to gather
perhaps what i seek
is too high to climb
for a step ladder
or perhaps not
i tend to accept the latter
i play the cards i'm dealt
but i also play cards by myself
even as i move through the world
i'm off somewhere else
orbiting distant stars
with alternate gravitational belts
despite without
within
i stay to myself
i applaud the advocation of hell
but religion is ignoration of self
so that shit can stay on the shelf
for how can the right path
be away from yourself
that's counter intuitive
you see the present
i see what the future is
i face pressure
but think several moves ahead
and roll with the punches
like a paraplegic pugilist
i will not willingly receive foolishness
i refuse it and
respond as a eulogist
to anybody popping that stupid shit
i got a coffin that you can get
and it doesn't matter
what size that you should get
i'll treat you like a sample
and chop you so you can fit
i despise who
blindly subscribes to
lies and contrived truth
and tries to force
their delusions upon you
i hate religion
and the bullshit it's tied to
hypocrites
trying to pull
the wool in your eyes' view
but a lot of times
it's when you're not looking
you find jewels
it's difficult
to watch people
stuck in a time loop
but it's up to them
to find the hole in the loop
and climb through
when you never surrender
you can do what
you put your mind to
so be persistent
and make use
of the upper spine's root
a creature with a mind
is meant to think by design
when diagnosed in the shade
the source of pain
seems to shine
which makes it simple
to identify
focus is determined
at the discretion
of whoever blinks the eyes
prod. by lost soul
we emerge from oceanic depths
to be observed
by those that have slept
they fear us
'cause they are dry
and they don't know what is wet
with change they attack
when things stay the same
they relax
but even still
there is always one who strays from the pack
it is within he
we instill the strength to detach
think for himself
and find a way to adapt
awaken his dormant brain
and activate its synapse
evolve
like a pyromaniac
when he plays with a match
explore new heights
until its relativity shifts
then see what else exists
to a degree
one must be
capable of selfishness
and a state of mind
that's sedative
and let the imagination fly
like when propellers twist
under circumstances
that make the sky irrelevant
hidden away inside
our vague disguise
is a precipice
at first glance
you may only find what's evident
but upon further observation
lies a shape beyond the skeleton
but that is vague as well
even more so
than the costume we've made our shell
we need to fine tooth this paper trail
find the truth
and break the spell
mesmerized
by disorienting lies
that swirl and intertwine
with poor defenseless eyes
their sight blurs until it's blind
you try to find your way
yet you ignore so many signs
do we go to heaven
hell
or purgatory when we die
all of the above
and more
it's just the doors are in disguise
with many destinations
some may lead to more than one
you don't know shit
you flush the toilet when you're done
if you were to temper steel
what type of sword would it become
mine would be a blade like grass
receiving water and the sun
in that it would live and breathe
like the ones you see
the soul reapers with on bleach
it grows when it is released
in power and in form
both of them increase
like the mind when i sleep
lucid
conscious in a dream
i remove illusions
like cobwebs with my fingers
brush them shits aside
for it is i
who gets to just as quick decide
what gets defined
by light's construction with my eyes
transformed
like a sandstorm
from wind/cloud
this will make sense
once you've experienced
both then and now
until then
it will mean nothing
like empty vows
when i was a child
i was asked
why can't you simply smile
i replied
my happiness is not yours to decide
it's mine
my smile's inside
where it is not to be seen by prying eyes
i don't follow the guidelines
you idolize
i color outside the lines
bound only by my mind
it is a responsibility
to allow for all possibilities
this is a value
far beyond infinity
i am a black hole
drowning all in my inquisiting
my surroundings flock
and spiral into me
knowledge spins around
a composite
cyclonic entity
wisdom abounds
and follows its conductivity
but space behaves in waves
of symbiotic energy
opposing forces
perform a psychotic symphony
therefore war
will always contradict the peace
that's why i fight
and that's also
why i'll never find serenity
on earth
at night
i search the sky
inside my memories for my identity
where am i from
why does it lie in mystery
not knowing where i belong
hurts
unlike anything
the pain it provides
is so strong
you'd die of empathy
but i go on
like the eye of storms
to do much more
i approach darkness
and walk right through it's front door
like the purifier
on crematoria
but what for
he moved towards the sun
and was reduced to dust for it
determination
it's triumph's fertilization
the school of life
doesn't require certification
i observe mistakes
and interpret pertinent information
and learn like doug 'cypher' ramsey
served any language
but what does it matter
perhaps
it's a waste of time
to collect data
there's too much to gather
perhaps what i seek
is too high to climb
for a step ladder
or perhaps not
i tend to accept the latter
i play the cards i'm dealt
but i also play cards by myself
even as i move through the world
i'm off somewhere else
orbiting distant stars
with alternate gravitational belts
despite without
within
i stay to myself
i applaud the advocation of hell
but religion is ignoration of self
so that shit can stay on the shelf
for how can the right path
be away from yourself
that's counter intuitive
you see the present
i see what the future is
i face pressure
but think several moves ahead
and roll with the punches
like a paraplegic pugilist
i will not willingly receive foolishness
i refuse it and
respond as a eulogist
to anybody popping that stupid shit
i got a coffin that you can get
and it doesn't matter
what size that you should get
i'll treat you like a sample
and chop you so you can fit
i despise who
blindly subscribes to
lies and contrived truth
and tries to force
their delusions upon you
i hate religion
and the bullshit it's tied to
hypocrites
trying to pull
the wool in your eyes' view
but a lot of times
it's when you're not looking
you find jewels
it's difficult
to watch people
stuck in a time loop
but it's up to them
to find the hole in the loop
and climb through
when you never surrender
you can do what
you put your mind to
so be persistent
and make use
of the upper spine's root
a creature with a mind
is meant to think by design
when diagnosed in the shade
the source of pain
seems to shine
which makes it simple
to identify
focus is determined
at the discretion
of whoever blinks the eyes
Monday, September 26, 2011
itssoughtafterflaw(prod. by wizdomgod)
written and performed by stranded
prod. by wizdomgod
i murdered a vampire
and was told of their vengeance
afterwards
i saw van helsing
so i don't know if i dreamt it
the memory's so vivid
but it gets vague
when i try to remember
the events that go with it
but the mind
has an extent with no limits
so i have no doubt
that i could somehow
have had a shadow cast
on the past
like a sundial
allowing a silent moment
to become sound
a latent figment
dating prior
to my current state of existence
could i have been
awakened in a sense
in a way
reincarnated to live again
is the blood in the body
a vessel
containing memories
that survive
by being inside
who they're left to
am i remembering a piece
of what can potentially
be the lives of several
my eyes wrestle
with what i see
and what i am shown
it begs the question
can i leave behind my soul
can it be
that we live together
and die alone
if this is correct
i should take what is collected
and try to grow
evolution
the amalgamation
of whoever i'm fused with
the only way to break the cycle
the most successful solution
would be to exit
from where i am being
kept as a human
so i accept the path
that i beget from this movement
ensuing solitude
i can't be worried
if what i do
bothers you
but will this just be my tretonin
can i ever win
will i just be trading a symbiote
for medicine
is this journey
just a hopeless sentiment
a futile attempt
that is doomed
as soon as it begins
although
the symbiote is certain death
with the medicine
my life expectancy
improves to an extent
and any progress
is progression
so that is where
my time is invested
where i am headed
is the brightest spot
on a positive spectrum
i see peace from afar
the apogee of a star
my appetite is so large
why does it have to be so far
will i reach it
in time to prevent
the collapsing of the star
or must i suffer its loss
with the paradoxical scars
stuck in a time loop
where i am the cause
a physical world
with molecules
defying its laws
how am i doomed
if ( i ) am involved
i refuse to accept
that my actions
don't determine my results
this is the journey i walk
my path
will not be diverted
or blocked
there is no in between
i will either
get where i'm going
or not
things change
so rip the word ( same )
out of your skull
i WILL expose
fatality's flaw
prod. by wizdomgod
i murdered a vampire
and was told of their vengeance
afterwards
i saw van helsing
so i don't know if i dreamt it
the memory's so vivid
but it gets vague
when i try to remember
the events that go with it
but the mind
has an extent with no limits
so i have no doubt
that i could somehow
have had a shadow cast
on the past
like a sundial
allowing a silent moment
to become sound
a latent figment
dating prior
to my current state of existence
could i have been
awakened in a sense
in a way
reincarnated to live again
is the blood in the body
a vessel
containing memories
that survive
by being inside
who they're left to
am i remembering a piece
of what can potentially
be the lives of several
my eyes wrestle
with what i see
and what i am shown
it begs the question
can i leave behind my soul
can it be
that we live together
and die alone
if this is correct
i should take what is collected
and try to grow
evolution
the amalgamation
of whoever i'm fused with
the only way to break the cycle
the most successful solution
would be to exit
from where i am being
kept as a human
so i accept the path
that i beget from this movement
ensuing solitude
i can't be worried
if what i do
bothers you
but will this just be my tretonin
can i ever win
will i just be trading a symbiote
for medicine
is this journey
just a hopeless sentiment
a futile attempt
that is doomed
as soon as it begins
although
the symbiote is certain death
with the medicine
my life expectancy
improves to an extent
and any progress
is progression
so that is where
my time is invested
where i am headed
is the brightest spot
on a positive spectrum
i see peace from afar
the apogee of a star
my appetite is so large
why does it have to be so far
will i reach it
in time to prevent
the collapsing of the star
or must i suffer its loss
with the paradoxical scars
stuck in a time loop
where i am the cause
a physical world
with molecules
defying its laws
how am i doomed
if ( i ) am involved
i refuse to accept
that my actions
don't determine my results
this is the journey i walk
my path
will not be diverted
or blocked
there is no in between
i will either
get where i'm going
or not
things change
so rip the word ( same )
out of your skull
i WILL expose
fatality's flaw
Monday, August 22, 2011
elders(prod. by seraph guard)
written and performed by (in order of appearance):
seraph guard - stranded - seraph guard
prod. by seraph guard
verse 1 (seraph guard)
an honest man
seems he came
from the promised land
with the markings of god
on his hands
with a solace plan
he came to spark his land
at which time
was like a dark abyss
in the sand
he was born and raised
in the stormy days
of scorn and rage
he would have to carve and grave
his thoughts upon a page
feeling starved and chained
he would prick his skin
to warm his veins
so he could calm his pain
when he even died
the scars remained
both on the out and deep inside
the harm would disdain
and creep and slide
until the color of his heart was strange
in a steep decline
he wore out parts of his brain
due to the thickened stress
he would blaze the sickest cess
and the occasional cigarettes
he ended up sick in bed
he was only missing death
until his vision left
and his life ended the way it began
with a quickened breath
verse 2 (stranded)
there once was a human
surrounded by subtle illusions
covered in stupid
he wasn't ignorant
it's not like he knew it
he had his suspicions
he just never could prove it
but he was fortunate enough
to spend some time with a mutant
who inadvertently
enlightened a student
he realized
what he saw
with his mind
wasn't lucid
blinded
like ears by acoustics
this experience
engineered revolution
he located the filter
that was built
then removed it
light came rushing in
like a tidal wave of revenge
for being forsaken and dimmed
despite the fact
that that was not his intent
it was so bright
he was blinded
almost as much as he'd just been
the body's an outlet
he's plugged in
without it
there's no conduction
a human minus him
is fluid
skeleton
plus skin
so now he's on a quest
to more or less
dis-coalesce
and not evaporate
like boiling water's
next step
but how can
he remain an amalgam
when separation's
the outcome
and there's no longer
anything
antiquated about him
his lineage erased
by primitive apes
without thumbs
i'm speaking
in a figurative style tongue
the description of apes
is to articulate how dumb
life is supposed to consist
of big bangs
like loud guns
spontaneous
random events
not tandem sequence
with each decision
an all new tangent begins
as of now
he is suspended in time
serving a death sentence
alive
obscurity
imprisons his eye
he can only see outside
from where he sits in his mind
without the vehicle
he's unequivocally blind
it's frustrating
to be stuck in a sleep spell
when you've discovered the dream
and want to leave
but can't unbuckle the seatbelt
he struggles to free himself
he needs help
but he must do it alone
or he will ultimately fail
distracted
by what he insists
is deliberate intent
to keep us saturated
by schedules of insignificance
so preoccupied
with time outside
we can't spend any within
and the brain's activity
considerably dims
he had to cross oceans
and get to the end
without drowning
surrounded
by millions of fins
but he did not surrender
the undertow reeling him in
he fought the current
and continued to swim
he reached the shore
only to be reassured
that no matter
what he overcomes
there will be more
life is a series of doors
that stretch
like two mirrors reflect
they lead to endless impossibilities
that millions neglect
his thoughts devoted
to fulfilling his quest
yet
his heart is left so broken
that it's killing his chest
what you want and what you get
are two totally different decks
so play the cards you're dealt
with no tells
as if they're the best
verse 3 (seraph guard)
a blue baby
born in the true eighties
his father surprised
his bride
couldn't hide the new mercedes
hadn't had a brew lately
his pops' pride grew greatly
felt like he could survive
through the shady
being born during the dry season
to wry reason
he would cry teething
who knew
he would die breathing
with his eyes bleeding
in a sly allegiance
his thoughts spinning in a shy precinct
like his mind sneezing
birthed with cyanosis
in death he would lie in roses
before they could apply the dosage
he opened his eye and closed it
doctors never noticed
too busy trying to save him
but the only guarantee from day one
is after life leave
the grave come
whether you act smart
or behave dumb
keep to yourself
or speak with a brave tongue
your heart's in a holster
or you wave guns
the shots made his face numb
in and out
he could taste blood
but now his energy
is left to god's grace son
seraph guard - stranded - seraph guard
prod. by seraph guard
verse 1 (seraph guard)
an honest man
seems he came
from the promised land
with the markings of god
on his hands
with a solace plan
he came to spark his land
at which time
was like a dark abyss
in the sand
he was born and raised
in the stormy days
of scorn and rage
he would have to carve and grave
his thoughts upon a page
feeling starved and chained
he would prick his skin
to warm his veins
so he could calm his pain
when he even died
the scars remained
both on the out and deep inside
the harm would disdain
and creep and slide
until the color of his heart was strange
in a steep decline
he wore out parts of his brain
due to the thickened stress
he would blaze the sickest cess
and the occasional cigarettes
he ended up sick in bed
he was only missing death
until his vision left
and his life ended the way it began
with a quickened breath
verse 2 (stranded)
there once was a human
surrounded by subtle illusions
covered in stupid
he wasn't ignorant
it's not like he knew it
he had his suspicions
he just never could prove it
but he was fortunate enough
to spend some time with a mutant
who inadvertently
enlightened a student
he realized
what he saw
with his mind
wasn't lucid
blinded
like ears by acoustics
this experience
engineered revolution
he located the filter
that was built
then removed it
light came rushing in
like a tidal wave of revenge
for being forsaken and dimmed
despite the fact
that that was not his intent
it was so bright
he was blinded
almost as much as he'd just been
the body's an outlet
he's plugged in
without it
there's no conduction
a human minus him
is fluid
skeleton
plus skin
so now he's on a quest
to more or less
dis-coalesce
and not evaporate
like boiling water's
next step
but how can
he remain an amalgam
when separation's
the outcome
and there's no longer
anything
antiquated about him
his lineage erased
by primitive apes
without thumbs
i'm speaking
in a figurative style tongue
the description of apes
is to articulate how dumb
life is supposed to consist
of big bangs
like loud guns
spontaneous
random events
not tandem sequence
with each decision
an all new tangent begins
as of now
he is suspended in time
serving a death sentence
alive
obscurity
imprisons his eye
he can only see outside
from where he sits in his mind
without the vehicle
he's unequivocally blind
it's frustrating
to be stuck in a sleep spell
when you've discovered the dream
and want to leave
but can't unbuckle the seatbelt
he struggles to free himself
he needs help
but he must do it alone
or he will ultimately fail
distracted
by what he insists
is deliberate intent
to keep us saturated
by schedules of insignificance
so preoccupied
with time outside
we can't spend any within
and the brain's activity
considerably dims
he had to cross oceans
and get to the end
without drowning
surrounded
by millions of fins
but he did not surrender
the undertow reeling him in
he fought the current
and continued to swim
he reached the shore
only to be reassured
that no matter
what he overcomes
there will be more
life is a series of doors
that stretch
like two mirrors reflect
they lead to endless impossibilities
that millions neglect
his thoughts devoted
to fulfilling his quest
yet
his heart is left so broken
that it's killing his chest
what you want and what you get
are two totally different decks
so play the cards you're dealt
with no tells
as if they're the best
verse 3 (seraph guard)
a blue baby
born in the true eighties
his father surprised
his bride
couldn't hide the new mercedes
hadn't had a brew lately
his pops' pride grew greatly
felt like he could survive
through the shady
being born during the dry season
to wry reason
he would cry teething
who knew
he would die breathing
with his eyes bleeding
in a sly allegiance
his thoughts spinning in a shy precinct
like his mind sneezing
birthed with cyanosis
in death he would lie in roses
before they could apply the dosage
he opened his eye and closed it
doctors never noticed
too busy trying to save him
but the only guarantee from day one
is after life leave
the grave come
whether you act smart
or behave dumb
keep to yourself
or speak with a brave tongue
your heart's in a holster
or you wave guns
the shots made his face numb
in and out
he could taste blood
but now his energy
is left to god's grace son
Monday, July 25, 2011
lastpage(prod. by nix)
written and performed(in order of appearance) by killer falcon - stranded
prod. by nix
these are my lyrics only:
last page
there cannot be such a thing
for every loss
there will be more to gain
there are tides
those alive
must endure the waves
those who die
therefore are saved
balance is maintained
the pendulum sways
on one side
there may be forces
extending its stay
but there will be eventual change
its hold on its position will shake
like the surface of the earth
when it suffers
a sudden shift in its plates
nature will always redistribute its weight
such is life
huge fits and starts
things don't just neatly fit on charts
they venture off
all alone in the dark
like space
when stars explode
and drift apart
we don't know shit
......or fart
so don't pretend you're so smart
intelligence
isn't an omnipresent entity
things exist
solely in relativity
disperse/reintegration occur
when you measure anything
if things are comparable
they are also volatile
changeable
when they are viewed
their characteristics are altered
by the angle used
perspective manipulates the truth
focus on an object
close your eyes
open one at a time
it will shift to the side
now given the same object
how would you expect
billions of people to visualize
the sad thing
is to most people
this is a surprise
what's sadder is those
who choose to go on
pretending they're blind
out of sight
out of mind
but light doesn't just die out
it shines
photons shower wide
and far beyond our time
light moves at phenomenal speed
galaxies can be traveled
across in a week
perhaps the stubborn
just take longer to reach
the world
is more than all that you think
your thoughts
aren't even part of a piece
they're infinitesimal
they're as small as can be
there is so much more
fuck 'me'
it needs to be 'us' more
but what for
you want to be human
and nothing more
until we evolve
we'll be apart
where we're doomed to stay
we need evolution
to communicate
and our separation
isn't due to hate
it's the result
of far more stupid things
it's because people
find it too hard
to use their brains
it's because
to survive
is to adapt
and you refuse to change
rules exist
rules are not to be made
that's science
don't be an idiot
use your brain
rules are only invented
to be used in games
the human population
needs to lose some weight
we need to build more cemeteries
and use the graves
but removing the problem
won't necessarily remove the pain
prod. by nix
these are my lyrics only:
last page
there cannot be such a thing
for every loss
there will be more to gain
there are tides
those alive
must endure the waves
those who die
therefore are saved
balance is maintained
the pendulum sways
on one side
there may be forces
extending its stay
but there will be eventual change
its hold on its position will shake
like the surface of the earth
when it suffers
a sudden shift in its plates
nature will always redistribute its weight
such is life
huge fits and starts
things don't just neatly fit on charts
they venture off
all alone in the dark
like space
when stars explode
and drift apart
we don't know shit
......or fart
so don't pretend you're so smart
intelligence
isn't an omnipresent entity
things exist
solely in relativity
disperse/reintegration occur
when you measure anything
if things are comparable
they are also volatile
changeable
when they are viewed
their characteristics are altered
by the angle used
perspective manipulates the truth
focus on an object
close your eyes
open one at a time
it will shift to the side
now given the same object
how would you expect
billions of people to visualize
the sad thing
is to most people
this is a surprise
what's sadder is those
who choose to go on
pretending they're blind
out of sight
out of mind
but light doesn't just die out
it shines
photons shower wide
and far beyond our time
light moves at phenomenal speed
galaxies can be traveled
across in a week
perhaps the stubborn
just take longer to reach
the world
is more than all that you think
your thoughts
aren't even part of a piece
they're infinitesimal
they're as small as can be
there is so much more
fuck 'me'
it needs to be 'us' more
but what for
you want to be human
and nothing more
until we evolve
we'll be apart
where we're doomed to stay
we need evolution
to communicate
and our separation
isn't due to hate
it's the result
of far more stupid things
it's because people
find it too hard
to use their brains
it's because
to survive
is to adapt
and you refuse to change
rules exist
rules are not to be made
that's science
don't be an idiot
use your brain
rules are only invented
to be used in games
the human population
needs to lose some weight
we need to build more cemeteries
and use the graves
but removing the problem
won't necessarily remove the pain
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
warzone(prod. by lost soul)
written and performed by stranded
prod. by lost soul
lyrics:
stars fall
space evolves
galaxies break apart
the way of life
there is no death
only rearranging parts
nebulas sleep
solid spheres wake from cocoons
planets form
whatever remains become moons
atmospheres get trapped
in gravitational pulls
it's all just a
giant fluctuating balloon
that changes and moves
i suffer
from unillustratable wounds
i can't remove
the pain has taken root
like the death plant
in confrontation two
vs the shinobi
paralyzed by gama
when he made tattoos
kurama summoned the plant
and stabbed touya
just as he made his move
he sowed the seed
straight into his wound
and reaped a finishing move
in just a minute
it grew
but that took wisdom to do
i respect that
appreciate the skill and experience
that's parallel at present
to the past's
building of pyramids
what if
the lines between worlds
were only mirror thin
could what's reflecting back
be as real as what's staring in
how can you answer that
without being arrogant
ponder every facet of life
from shadow to light
gather insight
then do the same
with death in the afterlife
i know NOTHING
but that doesn't stop me from going hunting
i keep my barrel cocked
and arrows knocked
on my bow
i'm hungry
starving
like a p.o.w. in a foreign country
and i WILL eat
you cannot keep
food for thought from me
get in my way
and you'll get tossed in my tummy
right along with the knowledge i'm hunting
i won't be bothered by dummies
zombies like
solomon grundy
hollow heads
walking dead
like you're exhausted and clumsy
you don't do shit
you just decay
so why do it at such a subtle pace
you should sublimate
just vaporize
and fade the fuck away
disintegrate
pretend you're in a race
do it fast
like moving through a wormhole
as it's bending space
the only thing i know for sure
is that religion's fake
i might be wrong like spinning plates
recorded when on stage
but if i learn i am
and i could go back
i still would feel the same
the whole foundation
of that shit is insane
it's all black and white
there is no middle or gray
ironically
that's the color
representing the brain
i'm just telling it like it is
simple and plain
you should use yours
instead of washing it
and accepting things
that are preposterous
like pattycake with a rhinoceros
although
that's more likely than god
always watching us
people just want to feel safe
that's the reason
they embrace faith
and forsake
science and space
they look in the mirror
and lie right to their face
it's unfortunate
a bunch of contortionists
who were raised
and used as clay
their originality forfeited
therefore
they are not welcome
in my orphanage
a cocoon
for life long metamorphosis
it's more than wriggling
like maggots getting wings
it's about transitioning
like winter into spring
it's about the potential
for every and anything
i approach evolution
like a checker
when it's kinged
with a chip on my shoulder
kiss the ring
my thought process
can only be deep
it's like water
through the hole
in a sink
what's without doesn't rule me
i have chosen to think
beauty
is what one beholds
in a blink
what you see
not what you're told it should be
it is what you interpret
you decide
when you know what it means
right or wrong
you are affected
choices have consequences
take responsibility
for your decided perspectives
where most would be sure
i would have questions
i must be certain
before i provide my acceptance
i will not make judgments
based on assumptions
i would be patient
when faced with conundrums
i will not forsake certainty
for favorable hunches
there is too much at stake
one choice
can reconstruct one's fate
those who are patient
will avoid making dumb mistakes
in my world
'nothing' is strength
life is imagination
but you're afraid of such things
fear is the brush
that paints us insane
it's a wrongful determination
a consequence of interpretation
why should what others think
alter the journey you're taking
fuck people
walk the earth like a vagrant
unconcerned
with how they observe
your paces
their eyes
don't determine your destination
be decisive
your future
bears the burden of hesitation
which could quite possibly be
postmortem
like detonation
over tragic instrumentation
you appreciate love a great deal
after living with hatred
that which is significant
is the principle agent
you can't approach the past
with simplification
people read their holy books
and forsake the tablets
that established their inspiration
like lizards
that escape capture with amputation
religion recreates tales
with an act of regeneration
and as such
the original doesn't match the replacements
it's different after changes
so you are doomed
to stay in your lane
stuck in traffic
with no way to escape
and you'll always do it again
the very next day
you're a drone
as long as there's a queen
you can't be on your own
you eat sleep and breathe
when you're told
you regularly get fevers and colds
because you take medicine
instead of letting it leave on its own
no patience
you panic
like payton manning's
feet when he throws
and therefore
reap what you've sown
annihilation
peace on the globe
cause and effect
leave me alone
that's all i request
our only territory
is what we grow our skulls to protect
that's why i stay
lost in my head
to me
trespassing
is the ultimate threat
there are many facets
multiple threads
like string theory offers in depth
while that theory
may not be correct
things differ
that is NOT incorrect
so fuck anybody
that opposes distinction
if puzzle pieces didn't vary
how would we link them
we can't see the bigger picture
without its completion
just as humans
cannot ascend
without their extinction
perspective always changes
how you will see shit
if you sought
the secret of life
and found it
you'd keep it
it's too valuable
that power is immense
you wouldn't want
the wrong hands
wrapped around it
the least bit
the seesaw would slam
and upset
the balance of weakness
warzone is moses
in alchemical sequence
peace to lost soul
i'm out
this is the end
prod. by lost soul
lyrics:
stars fall
space evolves
galaxies break apart
the way of life
there is no death
only rearranging parts
nebulas sleep
solid spheres wake from cocoons
planets form
whatever remains become moons
atmospheres get trapped
in gravitational pulls
it's all just a
giant fluctuating balloon
that changes and moves
i suffer
from unillustratable wounds
i can't remove
the pain has taken root
like the death plant
in confrontation two
vs the shinobi
paralyzed by gama
when he made tattoos
kurama summoned the plant
and stabbed touya
just as he made his move
he sowed the seed
straight into his wound
and reaped a finishing move
in just a minute
it grew
but that took wisdom to do
i respect that
appreciate the skill and experience
that's parallel at present
to the past's
building of pyramids
what if
the lines between worlds
were only mirror thin
could what's reflecting back
be as real as what's staring in
how can you answer that
without being arrogant
ponder every facet of life
from shadow to light
gather insight
then do the same
with death in the afterlife
i know NOTHING
but that doesn't stop me from going hunting
i keep my barrel cocked
and arrows knocked
on my bow
i'm hungry
starving
like a p.o.w. in a foreign country
and i WILL eat
you cannot keep
food for thought from me
get in my way
and you'll get tossed in my tummy
right along with the knowledge i'm hunting
i won't be bothered by dummies
zombies like
solomon grundy
hollow heads
walking dead
like you're exhausted and clumsy
you don't do shit
you just decay
so why do it at such a subtle pace
you should sublimate
just vaporize
and fade the fuck away
disintegrate
pretend you're in a race
do it fast
like moving through a wormhole
as it's bending space
the only thing i know for sure
is that religion's fake
i might be wrong like spinning plates
recorded when on stage
but if i learn i am
and i could go back
i still would feel the same
the whole foundation
of that shit is insane
it's all black and white
there is no middle or gray
ironically
that's the color
representing the brain
i'm just telling it like it is
simple and plain
you should use yours
instead of washing it
and accepting things
that are preposterous
like pattycake with a rhinoceros
although
that's more likely than god
always watching us
people just want to feel safe
that's the reason
they embrace faith
and forsake
science and space
they look in the mirror
and lie right to their face
it's unfortunate
a bunch of contortionists
who were raised
and used as clay
their originality forfeited
therefore
they are not welcome
in my orphanage
a cocoon
for life long metamorphosis
it's more than wriggling
like maggots getting wings
it's about transitioning
like winter into spring
it's about the potential
for every and anything
i approach evolution
like a checker
when it's kinged
with a chip on my shoulder
kiss the ring
my thought process
can only be deep
it's like water
through the hole
in a sink
what's without doesn't rule me
i have chosen to think
beauty
is what one beholds
in a blink
what you see
not what you're told it should be
it is what you interpret
you decide
when you know what it means
right or wrong
you are affected
choices have consequences
take responsibility
for your decided perspectives
where most would be sure
i would have questions
i must be certain
before i provide my acceptance
i will not make judgments
based on assumptions
i would be patient
when faced with conundrums
i will not forsake certainty
for favorable hunches
there is too much at stake
one choice
can reconstruct one's fate
those who are patient
will avoid making dumb mistakes
in my world
'nothing' is strength
life is imagination
but you're afraid of such things
fear is the brush
that paints us insane
it's a wrongful determination
a consequence of interpretation
why should what others think
alter the journey you're taking
fuck people
walk the earth like a vagrant
unconcerned
with how they observe
your paces
their eyes
don't determine your destination
be decisive
your future
bears the burden of hesitation
which could quite possibly be
postmortem
like detonation
over tragic instrumentation
you appreciate love a great deal
after living with hatred
that which is significant
is the principle agent
you can't approach the past
with simplification
people read their holy books
and forsake the tablets
that established their inspiration
like lizards
that escape capture with amputation
religion recreates tales
with an act of regeneration
and as such
the original doesn't match the replacements
it's different after changes
so you are doomed
to stay in your lane
stuck in traffic
with no way to escape
and you'll always do it again
the very next day
you're a drone
as long as there's a queen
you can't be on your own
you eat sleep and breathe
when you're told
you regularly get fevers and colds
because you take medicine
instead of letting it leave on its own
no patience
you panic
like payton manning's
feet when he throws
and therefore
reap what you've sown
annihilation
peace on the globe
cause and effect
leave me alone
that's all i request
our only territory
is what we grow our skulls to protect
that's why i stay
lost in my head
to me
trespassing
is the ultimate threat
there are many facets
multiple threads
like string theory offers in depth
while that theory
may not be correct
things differ
that is NOT incorrect
so fuck anybody
that opposes distinction
if puzzle pieces didn't vary
how would we link them
we can't see the bigger picture
without its completion
just as humans
cannot ascend
without their extinction
perspective always changes
how you will see shit
if you sought
the secret of life
and found it
you'd keep it
it's too valuable
that power is immense
you wouldn't want
the wrong hands
wrapped around it
the least bit
the seesaw would slam
and upset
the balance of weakness
warzone is moses
in alchemical sequence
peace to lost soul
i'm out
this is the end
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
thehiddenpool(prod. by cashus flow)
written and performed by stranded
prod. by cashus flow
lyrics:
i study with my eyes shut
construct
thoughts connect
structures erect
like fast forward
foreman plus architect
i wander alone
no roads
i embark on treks
on paths within
that extend
far beyond my steps
in the absence of light
the void where the dark collects
a world associated with magic
like pulling cards from decks
i belong in midian
living with other monsters
yet
i'm trapped in a different dimension
with its cause of death
humans
they consider anything
that evolves a threat
if food to think
was up to humans
we would starve to death
we don't even know
the ocean
and all its depths
let alone
what whole oceans
of stars suggest
the fabric of space
a fluid state
what makes water wet
to ponder less
would blow your mind
like zombie death
the boat is time
those alive just swab the deck
those who aimlessly wander
find a clive barker always theft
yesterday is nothing
pain is all that's left
everything gone
today is nothing more
than tomorrow's threat
to race a clock
is the same as
trying to conquer breath
the burden
a person carries inside
makes it hard to rest
invisible dents
are more significant
than scars on flesh
the art of stress
is
how does your skull digest
will you fly
or will you die
peering off the nest
zodd
minus one
i'm the one
to which he's walking next
and who walks beside him
guided by the motionless
none other than whoever
is inclined to notice him
and so on and so forth
this story unfolds again
a complex sphere
of disappearing loneliness
a hidden pool
filled with a school
of decomposing fish
to swim inside
makes them feel alive
like holding wrists
they look at the world
with symbiotic eyes
and coexist
and ignore everything else
on some eye of the beholder shit
i have to say
peace to cashus flow for this
i appreciate
this beat you have bestowed me with
not unlike these drums
my flow is sick
i throw darts
like bret favre throws a pick
but back to the matter
of traveling inside myself
as if i ever left
the turf of my forever quest
the mind's eye
in search of a second breath
i see life
burst forth from the depths of death
dark and light
neither can exist on its own
but what if they were mixed in a bowl
and placed in a stove
perhaps i can bake the sum
more delicious than both
if they were each used to make
separate dishes alone
all i know about this place
is that it isn't my home
it's difficult to exit
but it's simple to cloke
it's like how the night/day watch
visit the gloom
a place where the human race
is not permitted to roam
a shadow dimension
telepathic physical phone
it's magic
it has no entrance
it's closed
to all
but those
who cast spells
like after injuring bones
we fail
to acknowledge
anyone but our own
our hatred
is a living and breathing
manifestation
of defense against
the genuine evil
the planet is facing
this
a difficult path
and the labyrinth changes
yet and still
with all considered
the meander is taken
it's like mutants
protecting humans
despite the fact that they're hated
and feared
by the very peers
that they are saving
it's a fact of life
that life isn't white and black
it is grayish
everything between
all color schemes amalgamated
it would take effort
to successfully separate them
and peace lacks effort
it's pleasure
it's recreation
things differ
desert planes and rivers
the light the day delivers
is removed
and replaced by the moon
the night vaguely glitters
hunters become the hunted
summer finds its way to winter
life's a portrait
relax while you paint the picture
prod. by cashus flow
lyrics:
i study with my eyes shut
construct
thoughts connect
structures erect
like fast forward
foreman plus architect
i wander alone
no roads
i embark on treks
on paths within
that extend
far beyond my steps
in the absence of light
the void where the dark collects
a world associated with magic
like pulling cards from decks
i belong in midian
living with other monsters
yet
i'm trapped in a different dimension
with its cause of death
humans
they consider anything
that evolves a threat
if food to think
was up to humans
we would starve to death
we don't even know
the ocean
and all its depths
let alone
what whole oceans
of stars suggest
the fabric of space
a fluid state
what makes water wet
to ponder less
would blow your mind
like zombie death
the boat is time
those alive just swab the deck
those who aimlessly wander
find a clive barker always theft
yesterday is nothing
pain is all that's left
everything gone
today is nothing more
than tomorrow's threat
to race a clock
is the same as
trying to conquer breath
the burden
a person carries inside
makes it hard to rest
invisible dents
are more significant
than scars on flesh
the art of stress
is
how does your skull digest
will you fly
or will you die
peering off the nest
zodd
minus one
i'm the one
to which he's walking next
and who walks beside him
guided by the motionless
none other than whoever
is inclined to notice him
and so on and so forth
this story unfolds again
a complex sphere
of disappearing loneliness
a hidden pool
filled with a school
of decomposing fish
to swim inside
makes them feel alive
like holding wrists
they look at the world
with symbiotic eyes
and coexist
and ignore everything else
on some eye of the beholder shit
i have to say
peace to cashus flow for this
i appreciate
this beat you have bestowed me with
not unlike these drums
my flow is sick
i throw darts
like bret favre throws a pick
but back to the matter
of traveling inside myself
as if i ever left
the turf of my forever quest
the mind's eye
in search of a second breath
i see life
burst forth from the depths of death
dark and light
neither can exist on its own
but what if they were mixed in a bowl
and placed in a stove
perhaps i can bake the sum
more delicious than both
if they were each used to make
separate dishes alone
all i know about this place
is that it isn't my home
it's difficult to exit
but it's simple to cloke
it's like how the night/day watch
visit the gloom
a place where the human race
is not permitted to roam
a shadow dimension
telepathic physical phone
it's magic
it has no entrance
it's closed
to all
but those
who cast spells
like after injuring bones
we fail
to acknowledge
anyone but our own
our hatred
is a living and breathing
manifestation
of defense against
the genuine evil
the planet is facing
this
a difficult path
and the labyrinth changes
yet and still
with all considered
the meander is taken
it's like mutants
protecting humans
despite the fact that they're hated
and feared
by the very peers
that they are saving
it's a fact of life
that life isn't white and black
it is grayish
everything between
all color schemes amalgamated
it would take effort
to successfully separate them
and peace lacks effort
it's pleasure
it's recreation
things differ
desert planes and rivers
the light the day delivers
is removed
and replaced by the moon
the night vaguely glitters
hunters become the hunted
summer finds its way to winter
life's a portrait
relax while you paint the picture
Friday, May 6, 2011
swordofprajna(prod. by jophiel)
written and performed by (in order of appearance):
stranded - kalki - riishii
prod. by jophiel
this track is from kalki's album 'dark ages'
these are my lyrics only:
the subtleties abound
beauty for miles
i drown
fast evolution
my roots in a cloud
as i am being
slowly introduced to the ground
face down
so i can evaluate what surrounds
on my way down
it's not about being changed
but changed how
i remain the same
while being changed around
it's like a rubik's cube
it's always a cube
it's just the larger of the two
remains
while you alter the smaller cubes
i say two in regard to size
one small and one huge
you can't truly talk your mind
it's impossible to
for one's thoughts live their lives
in ultimate solitude
they can only be shared
in part
with a few
in proportion
to who you do and do not offer them to
food for thought has seeds
it's a remarkable fruit
that is plucked off a tree
with inexhaustible roots
be lost in its leaves
i give autumn to you
answer each of the ideas calling to you
may forever your imagination blossom and bloom
don't be a vic
like doctor von doom
following rules
they're trying to keep you in a bubble
fucker pop the balloon
don't let anybody force you into not being you
that's some bullshit
like a male ox when it poops
don't sit idle
paralyzed and confused
like your body's subdued
get on your feet
like a pair of socks
and some shoes
don't inhale the paradoxical fumes
the air should not be consumed
the stars are after
they are not in cocoons
but that is not to say
that they cannot again bloom
for space consists of exchanges
symbiotic balloons
the hypothetical god molecules
conditions under which
the concept of time is removed
not to be used
it is the lies that weigh you down
you can fly with the truth
trees do not die with their leaves
they die with their roots
so provide them with food
and they will survive
no matter what their bodies would lose
they're quite similar
when they're horizontally viewed
the roots and branches
a somewhat symmetrical form
for trees grow in two directions
when they are born
most of you dumb fucks
should have never been born
you don't even grow in one direction
you're better off gone
my hatred for you
is unparalleled
and it's strong
so much so
it can escape and take tangible form
manifest a head
feet
two legs
hands and two arms
possessed
hatred in the flesh
stranded and lost
completely consumed
this is what i am
but i'm calm
see
to trap it once it possessed me
was my plan all along
however malign
when apprehended and used correctly
it provides
a most powerful supply
of fuel
directly
if you think this is a lie
it's not the truth
then correct me
just know if you try
your attempts will be futile and empty
hook(x2)
the sword of prajna
wisdom
forged as a blade
the truth hurts
its wounds
exude
choreographed pain
a complex dance
the likes of which are sustained
specific pain
that doesn't discontinue or fade
perhaps even beyond death
it will remain
for its presence is not expressed
on a physical plane
you cannot get rid of it
simple and plain
wisdom is not given
it is attained
stranded - kalki - riishii
prod. by jophiel
this track is from kalki's album 'dark ages'
these are my lyrics only:
the subtleties abound
beauty for miles
i drown
fast evolution
my roots in a cloud
as i am being
slowly introduced to the ground
face down
so i can evaluate what surrounds
on my way down
it's not about being changed
but changed how
i remain the same
while being changed around
it's like a rubik's cube
it's always a cube
it's just the larger of the two
remains
while you alter the smaller cubes
i say two in regard to size
one small and one huge
you can't truly talk your mind
it's impossible to
for one's thoughts live their lives
in ultimate solitude
they can only be shared
in part
with a few
in proportion
to who you do and do not offer them to
food for thought has seeds
it's a remarkable fruit
that is plucked off a tree
with inexhaustible roots
be lost in its leaves
i give autumn to you
answer each of the ideas calling to you
may forever your imagination blossom and bloom
don't be a vic
like doctor von doom
following rules
they're trying to keep you in a bubble
fucker pop the balloon
don't let anybody force you into not being you
that's some bullshit
like a male ox when it poops
don't sit idle
paralyzed and confused
like your body's subdued
get on your feet
like a pair of socks
and some shoes
don't inhale the paradoxical fumes
the air should not be consumed
the stars are after
they are not in cocoons
but that is not to say
that they cannot again bloom
for space consists of exchanges
symbiotic balloons
the hypothetical god molecules
conditions under which
the concept of time is removed
not to be used
it is the lies that weigh you down
you can fly with the truth
trees do not die with their leaves
they die with their roots
so provide them with food
and they will survive
no matter what their bodies would lose
they're quite similar
when they're horizontally viewed
the roots and branches
a somewhat symmetrical form
for trees grow in two directions
when they are born
most of you dumb fucks
should have never been born
you don't even grow in one direction
you're better off gone
my hatred for you
is unparalleled
and it's strong
so much so
it can escape and take tangible form
manifest a head
feet
two legs
hands and two arms
possessed
hatred in the flesh
stranded and lost
completely consumed
this is what i am
but i'm calm
see
to trap it once it possessed me
was my plan all along
however malign
when apprehended and used correctly
it provides
a most powerful supply
of fuel
directly
if you think this is a lie
it's not the truth
then correct me
just know if you try
your attempts will be futile and empty
hook(x2)
the sword of prajna
wisdom
forged as a blade
the truth hurts
its wounds
exude
choreographed pain
a complex dance
the likes of which are sustained
specific pain
that doesn't discontinue or fade
perhaps even beyond death
it will remain
for its presence is not expressed
on a physical plane
you cannot get rid of it
simple and plain
wisdom is not given
it is attained
realmofpeace(prod. by aquarius minded)
written and performed by stranded
prod. by aquarius minded
lyrics:
all that would distract
pushed away
in such a way
that a black hole attracts
what is sought is brought forth
while all forms of matter detach
and are drawn towards
a ball of force
that once compacted will hatch
the eggshell resembling
a skull
the walls of a well of energy
thoughts scatter
like stars after they crack
and discharge for stellar centuries
there is an horizon
all
inside it
will dwell eventually
just imagine and zap
braincells develop anything
electric impulses
at low voltage
compel infinity
our brain by itself
independently
without the use or assistance
of unnatural hallucinogenics
can develop high levels of dimethyltryptamine
this may be a central step to lessen entropy
perhaps ascension is death
with convalescent tendencies
what if being alive is a sickness
the human body is an impostor existence
and you only die
'cause you occupy its dimension
humans lie
but the truth can't hide
from curiosity's vengeance
it's just when you explore
the door isn't an obvious entrance
if you don't find it
it must not be of interest
you must not surrender
accomplishment
depends almost entirely
upon your persistence
i am determined
like astinus
writing his words in
the scriptures
he ascribes with assertion
i swallow wisdom
on the mic i exert it
like force
during a cyclonic occurrence
there might be disturbance
but destructive energy
should not be encouraged
for it is centripetal
to what you're trying to nourish
pivotal to if it will
blossom and flourish
like a copy from kakashi
with his left eye insurgent
sudden knowing peaks
with no indication
if you're listening
serenity is the gross realization
it's like neo when he awoke from the matrix
his mind intact
but his body atrophied
from no stimulation
that's the gravity of the whole situation
you alone
control your participation
what good is an umbrella
with holes for precipitation
i welcome no one
for if you belong
there is no invitation
once you're there
you'll know where your place is
it's an innate feeling
the realization of one's fate is appealing
a sensation of inflation,
revealing
exploding transformation
congealing
blood advances to the atrium ceiling
the heart dances to malaise disappearing
to indicate its weight by comparing
it's parallel to hawking
unifying space with a theory
the human mind completely activated
sincerely
to watch with your own two eyes
imagination appearing
volcanic adrenaline
to no longer be stranded like gilligan
could this be an extra planet experience
like perhaps
the home of those
who planted the pyramids
the concept of catacombs
may have spanned from sirius
things aren't so damn mysterious
if you are but to search
the golden compass
doesn't belong to the church
we face deception
like prime
optimus first
god is not of this earth
religion was made
to divide and conquer
it worked
peace is a secretion that an object exerts
a substance released when a body's inert
if you're too active
then it's not going to work
atoms containing aggravated molecules burst
if only i could travel through time in reverse
or would i just be trying to polish a turd
curiosity's an insoluble thirst
...humans have many flaws
biggest of all is their birth
they live without any regard
and it will cost us the earth
prod. by aquarius minded
lyrics:
all that would distract
pushed away
in such a way
that a black hole attracts
what is sought is brought forth
while all forms of matter detach
and are drawn towards
a ball of force
that once compacted will hatch
the eggshell resembling
a skull
the walls of a well of energy
thoughts scatter
like stars after they crack
and discharge for stellar centuries
there is an horizon
all
inside it
will dwell eventually
just imagine and zap
braincells develop anything
electric impulses
at low voltage
compel infinity
our brain by itself
independently
without the use or assistance
of unnatural hallucinogenics
can develop high levels of dimethyltryptamine
this may be a central step to lessen entropy
perhaps ascension is death
with convalescent tendencies
what if being alive is a sickness
the human body is an impostor existence
and you only die
'cause you occupy its dimension
humans lie
but the truth can't hide
from curiosity's vengeance
it's just when you explore
the door isn't an obvious entrance
if you don't find it
it must not be of interest
you must not surrender
accomplishment
depends almost entirely
upon your persistence
i am determined
like astinus
writing his words in
the scriptures
he ascribes with assertion
i swallow wisdom
on the mic i exert it
like force
during a cyclonic occurrence
there might be disturbance
but destructive energy
should not be encouraged
for it is centripetal
to what you're trying to nourish
pivotal to if it will
blossom and flourish
like a copy from kakashi
with his left eye insurgent
sudden knowing peaks
with no indication
if you're listening
serenity is the gross realization
it's like neo when he awoke from the matrix
his mind intact
but his body atrophied
from no stimulation
that's the gravity of the whole situation
you alone
control your participation
what good is an umbrella
with holes for precipitation
i welcome no one
for if you belong
there is no invitation
once you're there
you'll know where your place is
it's an innate feeling
the realization of one's fate is appealing
a sensation of inflation,
revealing
exploding transformation
congealing
blood advances to the atrium ceiling
the heart dances to malaise disappearing
to indicate its weight by comparing
it's parallel to hawking
unifying space with a theory
the human mind completely activated
sincerely
to watch with your own two eyes
imagination appearing
volcanic adrenaline
to no longer be stranded like gilligan
could this be an extra planet experience
like perhaps
the home of those
who planted the pyramids
the concept of catacombs
may have spanned from sirius
things aren't so damn mysterious
if you are but to search
the golden compass
doesn't belong to the church
we face deception
like prime
optimus first
god is not of this earth
religion was made
to divide and conquer
it worked
peace is a secretion that an object exerts
a substance released when a body's inert
if you're too active
then it's not going to work
atoms containing aggravated molecules burst
if only i could travel through time in reverse
or would i just be trying to polish a turd
curiosity's an insoluble thirst
...humans have many flaws
biggest of all is their birth
they live without any regard
and it will cost us the earth
photophobia(prod. by fivesicks)
written and performed by stranded
prod. by fivesicks
lyrics:
i've seen the light
it's just a part of space
perpetually getting dark
a vision i cannot erase
vivid
in a prison i cannot escape
for it's made up of
my collected thoughts
the way out
has been bestowed
upon a distance
i have yet to walk
i'm walking
but along the way
i'm drawn away
distracted
but i'm better off
that's not such an awful thing
curiosity taught me things
i saw myself
he said 'walk this way'
'a hollow world awaits'
i replied 'what world?'
'your mind's current state'
so i followed
and got swallowed
by a swirl of space
arrived at my idea
of the perfect place
but it was just that
an idea
i'm not there
but i'm on the way
up a monstrous flight of steps
and the stairs lead to another case
but i don't care
i'm aware of the existence of peace
for i've experienced the lack thereof
what not relaxing does
so i keep climbing
until they're reached
so someday i may look back above
but what will i have become
i will have gained peace
but by subtracting what
a vampire sees light
from a perspective
that only shadows touch
they turn to ash in sun
in order to eat
they have to hunt
i've known this is how it would be
since my path begun
but i did not let this affect my decision
i was after blood
i took each step with conviction
with the intention to splash my tongue
so there you have it son
i could take my fill
'til the human race is killed
but i fasted months
years
and i will continue to do so
like raizen
when he decided
that he would no longer
continue to consume souls
i will not contribute to this loophole
spiraling down
reliving mistakes
with the knowledge
that while reliving them
few know
so i will spit until you know
but when you receive a gift
you must remove the ribbons and bows
and unwrap it
nothing happens if you don't
what's forsaken grows
becoming what
to he who forsakes
is unknown
so go wherever curiosity may take you
and make it your home
conan
is a strong but slow man
if you catch what i'm saying
then you don't throw hands
instead
you hold your head with both hands
the real war is going on
inside of you
and you're alone man
the only way to change the program
is to find the dullest grain
among a planet
made of gold sand
in other words
you must search
and look for water
only to discover dirt
i know it fucking hurts
but don't complain
take the pain until it doesn't hurt
the truth is out there
but where does it lurk
before we ask why
we must study first
although it's in space
the answer wanes above the earth
but snowballs
and grows large
from slim chance
to sudden girth
where you're so small
you ain't as tall as the youngest smurf
so slake your hunger and thirst
listen to 'thewalkingstick'
and pay particular attention
to the description of the bird
i see everything
on nothing's turf
undisturbed
if you understand
then what'd you learn what'd you learn
prod. by fivesicks
lyrics:
i've seen the light
it's just a part of space
perpetually getting dark
a vision i cannot erase
vivid
in a prison i cannot escape
for it's made up of
my collected thoughts
the way out
has been bestowed
upon a distance
i have yet to walk
i'm walking
but along the way
i'm drawn away
distracted
but i'm better off
that's not such an awful thing
curiosity taught me things
i saw myself
he said 'walk this way'
'a hollow world awaits'
i replied 'what world?'
'your mind's current state'
so i followed
and got swallowed
by a swirl of space
arrived at my idea
of the perfect place
but it was just that
an idea
i'm not there
but i'm on the way
up a monstrous flight of steps
and the stairs lead to another case
but i don't care
i'm aware of the existence of peace
for i've experienced the lack thereof
what not relaxing does
so i keep climbing
until they're reached
so someday i may look back above
but what will i have become
i will have gained peace
but by subtracting what
a vampire sees light
from a perspective
that only shadows touch
they turn to ash in sun
in order to eat
they have to hunt
i've known this is how it would be
since my path begun
but i did not let this affect my decision
i was after blood
i took each step with conviction
with the intention to splash my tongue
so there you have it son
i could take my fill
'til the human race is killed
but i fasted months
years
and i will continue to do so
like raizen
when he decided
that he would no longer
continue to consume souls
i will not contribute to this loophole
spiraling down
reliving mistakes
with the knowledge
that while reliving them
few know
so i will spit until you know
but when you receive a gift
you must remove the ribbons and bows
and unwrap it
nothing happens if you don't
what's forsaken grows
becoming what
to he who forsakes
is unknown
so go wherever curiosity may take you
and make it your home
conan
is a strong but slow man
if you catch what i'm saying
then you don't throw hands
instead
you hold your head with both hands
the real war is going on
inside of you
and you're alone man
the only way to change the program
is to find the dullest grain
among a planet
made of gold sand
in other words
you must search
and look for water
only to discover dirt
i know it fucking hurts
but don't complain
take the pain until it doesn't hurt
the truth is out there
but where does it lurk
before we ask why
we must study first
although it's in space
the answer wanes above the earth
but snowballs
and grows large
from slim chance
to sudden girth
where you're so small
you ain't as tall as the youngest smurf
so slake your hunger and thirst
listen to 'thewalkingstick'
and pay particular attention
to the description of the bird
i see everything
on nothing's turf
undisturbed
if you understand
then what'd you learn what'd you learn
Thursday, May 5, 2011
starcluster(prod. by 7th galaxy)
written and performed by stranded
prod. by 7th galaxy
lyrics:
i watch light
shoot across the sky
on a dark night
as i approach death
i absolve life
what is its orbit
or is it just a long line
what is the origin of god like
were they war bringers
that adored fights
with no purpose
other than to cause strife
or was their true purpose taught right
were they misinterpreted
by churches and drawn white
or was their image even human at all like
an entire race
turned into a singular called christ
are we evolution of before
right now
becoming something else
subconsciously hiding from ourselves
the roots of truth
hidden under elms
if we were to search
would we discover elves
ogres and orcs
draconians
dwarves
we may not know
but there is so much more
even if it's
just a figment
our brain's depicted
we ordain existence
for what was first
the egg or chicken
while you feign religion
our true nature
strays like jane's addiction
but i'm not here to make you listen
it's up to each individual
to make decisions
i am just exposing things
fuck otc's
and i don't take prescriptions
i heal like her pinky toe
when hayden snipped it
mutation of my dna's intrinsic
to experience new theories
you must change dimensions
and bloom and blossom
an infinite sum of flower petals
that in the wind
become a cloud of several
that absorbs light
at forthright power levels
after this is done
and the subsequent shower settles
beauty will abound forever
heavy mental
like the temples are endowed with metal
but instead
it's the other way around
mountains challenge pebbles
the human mind is like hyde
when he comes out of jeckyl
we are undeveloped beings
bound to vessels
screaming to get out
like steam whistling out of kettles
but most ignore this
content with bullshit
i wish i could place guns on their tongues
and empty full clips
make a million corpses
they think science fiction is not reality
while entire galaxies spin in orbit
starclusters
the opposite of amorphous
vivid structures of constructive forces
7th galaxy beats hold me down
with gravity of such proportion
what i wish for is of so much importance
to explore what is dormant
and awaken nature
we're mother's orphans
caged in a humungous fortress
to escape
we must have endurance
create a staff and take the path before us
from this seed
trees will amass a forest
that will flourish
growth that's infinite
you have but to have the courage
to surrender nothing you hold significant
fight for it
don't relinquish it
and you will see things so different
sight will form
that will not be gone
even when the glow of light extinguishes
eyes that pry beyond
the cloak of night's censorship
there will come a time
when air will swirl in the sky
slinging grit
this sandstorm will arrive
derived from fingertips
cloud and wind
mouse clicks and an ink pen's drips
this is an epic saga
a world in which i will ever wander
pure intent
with every breath i conjure
spells
magic established well beyond the realms
of what has been imagined
felt or pondered
warriors of the rainbow
we will attack and conquer
with a kyuubi mass of chakra
make the impact of earth cracked by monsters
tyler durden after progress
we will not stop
until this democracy lacks congress
so read the book of life
and take heed
to what the chapters admonish
and acknowledge
collect
vastly conscious
neglect and erase the distracting nonsense
watch it unexist
this is astrologic
a chamber of moons
one of which i have aligned with
the gravitational pull is macrocosmic
you are unequipped to escape or move
once you're trapped inside it
enthralled
like you're caught in the fabric
arachnids deposit
from their abdomen pockets
you are preyed upon
the moment we sense the impact of an object
on this web
that emanates at night
and penetrates the light of day
synonymous with darkness
it obliterates the light with shade
the shelter of shadows
indelible black holes
that's how our minds behave
so look within
not without
and concentrate
suddenly
it's as if
like when a ship
drops out of hyperspace
things appear in the time it takes an eye to blink
speed as fast as the mind can think
tacheons
go backwards
time will shrink
just as it expanded
like the fluctuation of water
that abandoned and dried the sphinx
it left an impression
like touching paper when you write with ink
it is suggested
that it was once engulfed by a sea
withdrawn
distinct stars implode
and when tomorrow unfolds
my kind is not extinct
like chef and ghost
iron/linx
we leave marks permanent
like froto
when he carried the ring
like togoro in the dark tournament
with telepathic thought turbulence
we attack false nourishment
disrupt its transmission
so you will learn
what you've observed is no organic vision
you were told things
to hold you in place like a planet spinning
taught you're not supposed to think
panic stricken
so you'll believe to grow
is to inflate and explode
like veins in an aneurysm
but in most cases
what is banned and forbidden
is just another name for the place
where answers are hidden
did god make man in his image
or is it god that man invented
the truth is out there
search for it
don't just lie inert and dormant
we're not here to serve and worship
think about it
that's what the church wanted
they're the ones that benefit
they're getting rich
while the only way to get to heaven
is with a death certificate
but just because there are lies behind the bible
doesn't make it less significant
it was predated
taken from several different scripts
changed just a little bit
they described god as aliens visiting
prod. by 7th galaxy
lyrics:
i watch light
shoot across the sky
on a dark night
as i approach death
i absolve life
what is its orbit
or is it just a long line
what is the origin of god like
were they war bringers
that adored fights
with no purpose
other than to cause strife
or was their true purpose taught right
were they misinterpreted
by churches and drawn white
or was their image even human at all like
an entire race
turned into a singular called christ
are we evolution of before
right now
becoming something else
subconsciously hiding from ourselves
the roots of truth
hidden under elms
if we were to search
would we discover elves
ogres and orcs
draconians
dwarves
we may not know
but there is so much more
even if it's
just a figment
our brain's depicted
we ordain existence
for what was first
the egg or chicken
while you feign religion
our true nature
strays like jane's addiction
but i'm not here to make you listen
it's up to each individual
to make decisions
i am just exposing things
fuck otc's
and i don't take prescriptions
i heal like her pinky toe
when hayden snipped it
mutation of my dna's intrinsic
to experience new theories
you must change dimensions
and bloom and blossom
an infinite sum of flower petals
that in the wind
become a cloud of several
that absorbs light
at forthright power levels
after this is done
and the subsequent shower settles
beauty will abound forever
heavy mental
like the temples are endowed with metal
but instead
it's the other way around
mountains challenge pebbles
the human mind is like hyde
when he comes out of jeckyl
we are undeveloped beings
bound to vessels
screaming to get out
like steam whistling out of kettles
but most ignore this
content with bullshit
i wish i could place guns on their tongues
and empty full clips
make a million corpses
they think science fiction is not reality
while entire galaxies spin in orbit
starclusters
the opposite of amorphous
vivid structures of constructive forces
7th galaxy beats hold me down
with gravity of such proportion
what i wish for is of so much importance
to explore what is dormant
and awaken nature
we're mother's orphans
caged in a humungous fortress
to escape
we must have endurance
create a staff and take the path before us
from this seed
trees will amass a forest
that will flourish
growth that's infinite
you have but to have the courage
to surrender nothing you hold significant
fight for it
don't relinquish it
and you will see things so different
sight will form
that will not be gone
even when the glow of light extinguishes
eyes that pry beyond
the cloak of night's censorship
there will come a time
when air will swirl in the sky
slinging grit
this sandstorm will arrive
derived from fingertips
cloud and wind
mouse clicks and an ink pen's drips
this is an epic saga
a world in which i will ever wander
pure intent
with every breath i conjure
spells
magic established well beyond the realms
of what has been imagined
felt or pondered
warriors of the rainbow
we will attack and conquer
with a kyuubi mass of chakra
make the impact of earth cracked by monsters
tyler durden after progress
we will not stop
until this democracy lacks congress
so read the book of life
and take heed
to what the chapters admonish
and acknowledge
collect
vastly conscious
neglect and erase the distracting nonsense
watch it unexist
this is astrologic
a chamber of moons
one of which i have aligned with
the gravitational pull is macrocosmic
you are unequipped to escape or move
once you're trapped inside it
enthralled
like you're caught in the fabric
arachnids deposit
from their abdomen pockets
you are preyed upon
the moment we sense the impact of an object
on this web
that emanates at night
and penetrates the light of day
synonymous with darkness
it obliterates the light with shade
the shelter of shadows
indelible black holes
that's how our minds behave
so look within
not without
and concentrate
suddenly
it's as if
like when a ship
drops out of hyperspace
things appear in the time it takes an eye to blink
speed as fast as the mind can think
tacheons
go backwards
time will shrink
just as it expanded
like the fluctuation of water
that abandoned and dried the sphinx
it left an impression
like touching paper when you write with ink
it is suggested
that it was once engulfed by a sea
withdrawn
distinct stars implode
and when tomorrow unfolds
my kind is not extinct
like chef and ghost
iron/linx
we leave marks permanent
like froto
when he carried the ring
like togoro in the dark tournament
with telepathic thought turbulence
we attack false nourishment
disrupt its transmission
so you will learn
what you've observed is no organic vision
you were told things
to hold you in place like a planet spinning
taught you're not supposed to think
panic stricken
so you'll believe to grow
is to inflate and explode
like veins in an aneurysm
but in most cases
what is banned and forbidden
is just another name for the place
where answers are hidden
did god make man in his image
or is it god that man invented
the truth is out there
search for it
don't just lie inert and dormant
we're not here to serve and worship
think about it
that's what the church wanted
they're the ones that benefit
they're getting rich
while the only way to get to heaven
is with a death certificate
but just because there are lies behind the bible
doesn't make it less significant
it was predated
taken from several different scripts
changed just a little bit
they described god as aliens visiting
Monday, May 2, 2011
livingdead(prod. by snake vs crane)
written and performed by stranded
prod. by snake vs crane
this song is from the bonus disc on 'truth on the table vol. 2'
lyrics:
you fuckers are like mummies
you're alive
but why
when will you open your eyes
stop being blind
watching the lies
as if it's not an obvious crime
you'd rather not know
out of sight out of mind
but the problems you hide from yourself
will find you in time
the future is a bridge
you have to build while you're crossing
it's like magneto in his lair
moving steel while he's walking
tell the truth
if the truth
was a film
would you watch it
when you listen to what i'm spitting
do you feel philosophic
is there evolution
or is futility constant
that depends entirely
on the will of the conscious
you must be awake
to know your own strength
you're living in the matrix
those who sleep won't escape
fuck a pill and morpheus
you don't have to wait
you can get out by yourself
fucker hold your own weight
don't rely on others
to discover your fate
it's true
the amount of time
you will suffer is great
but that's what it takes
you need to reach uncomfortable states
it will serve your purpose
to get further in touch with your hate
like when the object of your love is erased
you may think i'm wrong
but that's another debate
to embrace love and forsake hate
is just a mistake
but do what you will
cipher wanted good food
so he squealed
you can ignore
but i'm going to make sure
the truth is revealed
without question
like drogan's pronounced preference
for the keeper of the deeper well
cannot endow deception
for those of you
who are unfamiliar with what i speak
just chill
it's peace
you must experience the source of my words
to reveal what they mean
and that is life
unique to the individual
don't try to fight it
no two people can be identical
nor should they
we are meant
to be fingerprints
dissimilar
it's in our very nature
to be distinct within
embrace yourself
push away
from everything else
this is a case
where it's okay
that ignorance helps
fuck that which distracts
always fuck that which distracts
if you don't
you'll always wish you did
after the fact
so just do it
on some nike shoe shit
i'm trying to tell you true shit
i ain't trying to sell you music
fuck fans
i want fellow students
who are eager to learn
and teach in return
with some better blueprints
but you stubborn motherfuckers
are stupid
you're not determined enough
to carry the burden of evolution
undeveloped
like a storm when it's brewing
holding umbrellas
so you'll never be more than a human
while you're content
i'm thirsty as shit for improvement
so dehydrated
i'm wading in a water illusion
and despite the mirage
i'm still moving toward the fluid
slowly but surely
like phosphorous burning
eventually
this will be
a prosperous journey
even if the results
are posthumous earnings
the truth is that important
it is not to be hurried
it's better to be right last
than to be wrong first
see
the point is to know the truth
not for people to know you
the nobel prize is attractive
it distracts the chosen few
those interested in their work
more
than the awards
their progress in the darkness
substantially ignored
but if you're a master
they don't have to hand you the torch
for wu li dancers
understand what's important
and because of who they are
they cannot ignore it
just as roots can't abandon their forest
i am stranded on this planet in orbit
held here by intangible forces
my sanity tortured
but i persevere
like i'm trying to reach the perfect career
and on this journey
my search is sincere
for persistence
is the difference between circles and spheres
i will find peace on earth and adhere
prod. by snake vs crane
this song is from the bonus disc on 'truth on the table vol. 2'
lyrics:
you fuckers are like mummies
you're alive
but why
when will you open your eyes
stop being blind
watching the lies
as if it's not an obvious crime
you'd rather not know
out of sight out of mind
but the problems you hide from yourself
will find you in time
the future is a bridge
you have to build while you're crossing
it's like magneto in his lair
moving steel while he's walking
tell the truth
if the truth
was a film
would you watch it
when you listen to what i'm spitting
do you feel philosophic
is there evolution
or is futility constant
that depends entirely
on the will of the conscious
you must be awake
to know your own strength
you're living in the matrix
those who sleep won't escape
fuck a pill and morpheus
you don't have to wait
you can get out by yourself
fucker hold your own weight
don't rely on others
to discover your fate
it's true
the amount of time
you will suffer is great
but that's what it takes
you need to reach uncomfortable states
it will serve your purpose
to get further in touch with your hate
like when the object of your love is erased
you may think i'm wrong
but that's another debate
to embrace love and forsake hate
is just a mistake
but do what you will
cipher wanted good food
so he squealed
you can ignore
but i'm going to make sure
the truth is revealed
without question
like drogan's pronounced preference
for the keeper of the deeper well
cannot endow deception
for those of you
who are unfamiliar with what i speak
just chill
it's peace
you must experience the source of my words
to reveal what they mean
and that is life
unique to the individual
don't try to fight it
no two people can be identical
nor should they
we are meant
to be fingerprints
dissimilar
it's in our very nature
to be distinct within
embrace yourself
push away
from everything else
this is a case
where it's okay
that ignorance helps
fuck that which distracts
always fuck that which distracts
if you don't
you'll always wish you did
after the fact
so just do it
on some nike shoe shit
i'm trying to tell you true shit
i ain't trying to sell you music
fuck fans
i want fellow students
who are eager to learn
and teach in return
with some better blueprints
but you stubborn motherfuckers
are stupid
you're not determined enough
to carry the burden of evolution
undeveloped
like a storm when it's brewing
holding umbrellas
so you'll never be more than a human
while you're content
i'm thirsty as shit for improvement
so dehydrated
i'm wading in a water illusion
and despite the mirage
i'm still moving toward the fluid
slowly but surely
like phosphorous burning
eventually
this will be
a prosperous journey
even if the results
are posthumous earnings
the truth is that important
it is not to be hurried
it's better to be right last
than to be wrong first
see
the point is to know the truth
not for people to know you
the nobel prize is attractive
it distracts the chosen few
those interested in their work
more
than the awards
their progress in the darkness
substantially ignored
but if you're a master
they don't have to hand you the torch
for wu li dancers
understand what's important
and because of who they are
they cannot ignore it
just as roots can't abandon their forest
i am stranded on this planet in orbit
held here by intangible forces
my sanity tortured
but i persevere
like i'm trying to reach the perfect career
and on this journey
my search is sincere
for persistence
is the difference between circles and spheres
i will find peace on earth and adhere
shadowalk(prod. by cloke/exit)
written and performed by stranded
prod. by cloke/exit(fivesicks and stranded)
lyrics:
peep philosophy
do like heatseekers
and follow me
bottom deep
deeper than the physics
involved in quantum leap
just take a minute
to pause and stop to think
wouldn't it be clearer
if you close your eyes like sleep
and open the part of your mind that blinks
where your brain
and the top of your spine would meet
more than probably
despite it being obsolete
if you do
you'll find you see
beyond the lengths of telescopic reach
before this rhyme's complete
periodically
you will experience
fear or curiosity
phobia interferes
when your mind is weak
that means you gotta leave
there's a fine degree
that lies between
where you are
and where your body be
it's simple complication
when concentration
is fully automated
thoughts take shape and
accumulate
like going from stars to constellations
but you need more than a tenth
of your brain operating
to abandon the human race
and communicate on a larger wavelength
you must utilize
all degrees involved in shaping
your entire cipher
like keanu reeves
when he solved the matrix
he pulled out
the most concealed weapon
of all creation
but you can't
use your hands
to draw your brain kid
these are the basics
to defy inertia
fly further than foreign space ships
levitate
walk on clouds
as well as you can walk on pavement
just let time forward
common said 'one day it all will make sense'
i feel like a genie
you have no idea how long i've waited
yawning
but patient
i vowed i'd never sleep
'til y'all awaken
from your unconscious lives
look beyond the rhymes
and fall adjacent
watch through the eyes of tomorrow's ancient
and believe what i say
like you're reading from nastradamus' pages
and if you don't see it today
then your children will make the observation
there's only one life we're living
there isn't an ultimatum
no alternate way of evolving
straight to adult then
transforming
into an astral state of conscience
a rare form
that lacks any basic content
therefore
i declare war
on behalf of the awakened
launching
a revelation of sorts
where you can stay or abort
come in or leave
everyone ain't made to mature
what is will be
you can't spare change
when you're poor
there's a way out
the doorknobs just ain't on the doors
they're hidden in plain sight
like words
when you say them in morse
if you don't understand
that's 'cause mine's
prod. by cloke/exit(fivesicks and stranded)
lyrics:
peep philosophy
do like heatseekers
and follow me
bottom deep
deeper than the physics
involved in quantum leap
just take a minute
to pause and stop to think
wouldn't it be clearer
if you close your eyes like sleep
and open the part of your mind that blinks
where your brain
and the top of your spine would meet
more than probably
despite it being obsolete
if you do
you'll find you see
beyond the lengths of telescopic reach
before this rhyme's complete
periodically
you will experience
fear or curiosity
phobia interferes
when your mind is weak
that means you gotta leave
there's a fine degree
that lies between
where you are
and where your body be
it's simple complication
when concentration
is fully automated
thoughts take shape and
accumulate
like going from stars to constellations
but you need more than a tenth
of your brain operating
to abandon the human race
and communicate on a larger wavelength
you must utilize
all degrees involved in shaping
your entire cipher
like keanu reeves
when he solved the matrix
he pulled out
the most concealed weapon
of all creation
but you can't
use your hands
to draw your brain kid
these are the basics
to defy inertia
fly further than foreign space ships
levitate
walk on clouds
as well as you can walk on pavement
just let time forward
common said 'one day it all will make sense'
i feel like a genie
you have no idea how long i've waited
yawning
but patient
i vowed i'd never sleep
'til y'all awaken
from your unconscious lives
look beyond the rhymes
and fall adjacent
watch through the eyes of tomorrow's ancient
and believe what i say
like you're reading from nastradamus' pages
and if you don't see it today
then your children will make the observation
there's only one life we're living
there isn't an ultimatum
no alternate way of evolving
straight to adult then
transforming
into an astral state of conscience
a rare form
that lacks any basic content
therefore
i declare war
on behalf of the awakened
launching
a revelation of sorts
where you can stay or abort
come in or leave
everyone ain't made to mature
what is will be
you can't spare change
when you're poor
there's a way out
the doorknobs just ain't on the doors
they're hidden in plain sight
like words
when you say them in morse
if you don't understand
that's 'cause mine's
fastevolution(prod. by jophiel)
written and performed by stranded
prod. by jophiel
this song is from 'overground movement vol. 1'
vocal sample:
that’s his purpose
...to balance the equation
and what’s your purpose
...to unbalance it
lyrics:
he springs forth
from a cloud and
he falls down
sees the ground
but he doesn’t know
if he’s allowed in
this new world
has him surrounded
he is searching for answers
he hasn’t found them
so he just keeps floating
as if he’s in a boat
he isn’t even rowing
as he moves
he hasn’t a clue
as to where he is going
without resisting
he is headed
wherever the clouds will lift him
true
this world is new
but how’s it different
will the people here
be bothered
by the number of children
that die of hunger
each time they count a minute
this is precisely
why he’s floating around to begin with
he had to distance himself
go to the outermost limits
of the pitiful hell
that he found he lives in
he couldn’t ignore
he had to explore
the power within him
his hatred
has become
second nature to him
he’s become so numb
he doesn’t realize how painful it is
for a brief moment
he sees a leaf blowing
away from its limb
he’s aware that there is a path
it’s on its way to the end
but just for a second
for the sake of pretend
what if it could be reattached
put back in place at the stem
what if he could remove death
unbalance the equation to live
such are his thoughts
he knows
that’s not the way that it is
he isn’t naive
he just doesn’t believe in ’take what you get’
he won’t just sit back
and wait like a bitch
he will approach
rather than go away
life’s a bitch
he hates it
it’s not like he’d wish
it’s not even close
so he will design a remote
that will take him to any station he picks
travel the distance
of a slight difference
of time and space in a blip
that quick to a new dimension
i’ve been insane for a bit
if you’re like me and not like you
this planet’s making you sick
so support jophiel
buy what he sells
start saving some kids
jackhammer the ground
and pave it again
every few days
you should try to unendanger what’s dim
restore its natural glow
air has to blow
that’s the way of the wind
the rotation
the spin
push away from without
to embrace what’s within
....revolution
don’t say it
make it exist
without evolution
change
the human race isn’t shit
they are insignificant specks
and they will go unnoticed
over the course of time
when your world and mine
have both exploded
if boundaries were meant for my mind
it would have overloaded
the moral of this story
is the mind should be wholly open
with antenna movements
reception
what comes after a human
the change in reception
is less than
the actual movement
it’s the perspective of a master
with the lack of a student
when there’s nothing to do
but stimulate growth
fast evolution
antenna movements
reception
what comes after a human
the change in reception
is less than
the actual movement
it’s the perspective of a master
with the lack of a student
when there’s nothing to do
but stimulate growth
fast evolution
vocal sample:
isn’t it interesting
how the truth
...is even harder to absorb than light
prod. by jophiel
this song is from 'overground movement vol. 1'
vocal sample:
that’s his purpose
...to balance the equation
and what’s your purpose
...to unbalance it
lyrics:
he springs forth
from a cloud and
he falls down
sees the ground
but he doesn’t know
if he’s allowed in
this new world
has him surrounded
he is searching for answers
he hasn’t found them
so he just keeps floating
as if he’s in a boat
he isn’t even rowing
as he moves
he hasn’t a clue
as to where he is going
without resisting
he is headed
wherever the clouds will lift him
true
this world is new
but how’s it different
will the people here
be bothered
by the number of children
that die of hunger
each time they count a minute
this is precisely
why he’s floating around to begin with
he had to distance himself
go to the outermost limits
of the pitiful hell
that he found he lives in
he couldn’t ignore
he had to explore
the power within him
his hatred
has become
second nature to him
he’s become so numb
he doesn’t realize how painful it is
for a brief moment
he sees a leaf blowing
away from its limb
he’s aware that there is a path
it’s on its way to the end
but just for a second
for the sake of pretend
what if it could be reattached
put back in place at the stem
what if he could remove death
unbalance the equation to live
such are his thoughts
he knows
that’s not the way that it is
he isn’t naive
he just doesn’t believe in ’take what you get’
he won’t just sit back
and wait like a bitch
he will approach
rather than go away
life’s a bitch
he hates it
it’s not like he’d wish
it’s not even close
so he will design a remote
that will take him to any station he picks
travel the distance
of a slight difference
of time and space in a blip
that quick to a new dimension
i’ve been insane for a bit
if you’re like me and not like you
this planet’s making you sick
so support jophiel
buy what he sells
start saving some kids
jackhammer the ground
and pave it again
every few days
you should try to unendanger what’s dim
restore its natural glow
air has to blow
that’s the way of the wind
the rotation
the spin
push away from without
to embrace what’s within
....revolution
don’t say it
make it exist
without evolution
change
the human race isn’t shit
they are insignificant specks
and they will go unnoticed
over the course of time
when your world and mine
have both exploded
if boundaries were meant for my mind
it would have overloaded
the moral of this story
is the mind should be wholly open
with antenna movements
reception
what comes after a human
the change in reception
is less than
the actual movement
it’s the perspective of a master
with the lack of a student
when there’s nothing to do
but stimulate growth
fast evolution
antenna movements
reception
what comes after a human
the change in reception
is less than
the actual movement
it’s the perspective of a master
with the lack of a student
when there’s nothing to do
but stimulate growth
fast evolution
vocal sample:
isn’t it interesting
how the truth
...is even harder to absorb than light
Sunday, May 1, 2011
surrender(prod. by nosleep)
written and performed by stranded
prod. by nosleep
lyrics:
with tyler on the beats
i don't want to sleep
even though
i always want to dream
alone
in the world beneath
with such an allure of peace
and an absence of disquietude
nothing to distract me
while i improve
and grow
like a forest of trees
from tiny roots
a humanoid being
having anthophila views
in regards
to the swarm of bees
the 'i' includes
although separate
they function
as a united group
they don't act alone
ignoring what they affect
like armed forces
parading death
for oil that they collect
that's the wrong way
but it's not their fault
they are a flawed race
they should have died
and gone away
but instead
they lived
and tried to fit twice as much
in a smaller space
they were supposed to evolve
like ice when it thaws
alter states
change
but not quite all the way
scars represent life
not decay
cancer is a mutation
what do think would happen
if you try to remove
a creature from its cocoon
before it changes
that's just a little food for consideration
it's up to you
whether you chew
or ignore information
but you should store information
like a squirrel
using the world as its basement
people
were the power source
for the matrix
how could you not want
the dormant brain to awaken
when our minds combined
could support such a creation
life is a proverbial
metamorphosis
shapeshift
evolution
humans avoid any changes
that's what garners my hatred
which is bottled up
and shaken
like the ground
when tectonic plates shift
and quakes hit
causing the pressure to ascend
and explode
like flames in
the middle of water
with no H's
that's the summation
of what i'm holding in
on a daily basis
that's why
i want to venture
into the vast ocean
sailing a spaceship
somewhat alone
and grow old
like milk on alien nation
collect birds
and return to earth
with a full scale invasion
individuals
with several different interpretations
who observe all things
and build
with instant reverberation
what constitutes a group
is mutual effort
everyone must do things alone
before they do them together
it teaches you to appreciate
what you put together
before you even put it together
that way
what you do
is not taken for granted
like the way humans
behave with the planet
therefore
saving yourself
is saving the planet
so don't break it
if you don't want
to pay for the damage
hook (x2)
surrender
take your own life
do the right thing
or grow
and adapt to survive
apply change
whatever you do
get the fuck out of my way
or stay where you are
and get accustomed to my hate
humans just get in the way
in every sense of the phrase
it's what they do
they're like a sentient maze
why won't you just get in your graves
and die like men
trying to get rid of their grays
extinguish your flame
from funeral to birth
this is a pivotal stage
in the evolution of earth
it's at the end of its days
there's been so much pollution
it's worse if it's gone
than if it stays
the universe's tomorrow
depends on today
prod. by nosleep
lyrics:
with tyler on the beats
i don't want to sleep
even though
i always want to dream
alone
in the world beneath
with such an allure of peace
and an absence of disquietude
nothing to distract me
while i improve
and grow
like a forest of trees
from tiny roots
a humanoid being
having anthophila views
in regards
to the swarm of bees
the 'i' includes
although separate
they function
as a united group
they don't act alone
ignoring what they affect
like armed forces
parading death
for oil that they collect
that's the wrong way
but it's not their fault
they are a flawed race
they should have died
and gone away
but instead
they lived
and tried to fit twice as much
in a smaller space
they were supposed to evolve
like ice when it thaws
alter states
change
but not quite all the way
scars represent life
not decay
cancer is a mutation
what do think would happen
if you try to remove
a creature from its cocoon
before it changes
that's just a little food for consideration
it's up to you
whether you chew
or ignore information
but you should store information
like a squirrel
using the world as its basement
people
were the power source
for the matrix
how could you not want
the dormant brain to awaken
when our minds combined
could support such a creation
life is a proverbial
metamorphosis
shapeshift
evolution
humans avoid any changes
that's what garners my hatred
which is bottled up
and shaken
like the ground
when tectonic plates shift
and quakes hit
causing the pressure to ascend
and explode
like flames in
the middle of water
with no H's
that's the summation
of what i'm holding in
on a daily basis
that's why
i want to venture
into the vast ocean
sailing a spaceship
somewhat alone
and grow old
like milk on alien nation
collect birds
and return to earth
with a full scale invasion
individuals
with several different interpretations
who observe all things
and build
with instant reverberation
what constitutes a group
is mutual effort
everyone must do things alone
before they do them together
it teaches you to appreciate
what you put together
before you even put it together
that way
what you do
is not taken for granted
like the way humans
behave with the planet
therefore
saving yourself
is saving the planet
so don't break it
if you don't want
to pay for the damage
hook (x2)
surrender
take your own life
do the right thing
or grow
and adapt to survive
apply change
whatever you do
get the fuck out of my way
or stay where you are
and get accustomed to my hate
humans just get in the way
in every sense of the phrase
it's what they do
they're like a sentient maze
why won't you just get in your graves
and die like men
trying to get rid of their grays
extinguish your flame
from funeral to birth
this is a pivotal stage
in the evolution of earth
it's at the end of its days
there's been so much pollution
it's worse if it's gone
than if it stays
the universe's tomorrow
depends on today
thespeedofsight(prod. by anabolic)
written and performed by stranded
prod. by anabolic(bhd)
lyrics:
what happens
when you close your eyes
do you go to sleep
or do you think
what the future brings
is way beyond
what you have seen
everything you're waiting for
done came and gone
metamorphed
into better
more
and that was a while ago
nowadays
all of that's nostalgia old
i'ma put you in the delorean
and accelerate
to 88 miles per ho
u r
'til you are
back to tomorrow
show you the light
illumine
like lighter fluid
on bags of charcoal
take you deeper than what happens
within the time
before and after stars glow
bottom line
i know what y'all don't
so shut up
listen damn it
pretend that you're schizophrenic
i'm the voice that's been implanted
you have no choice
you've been enchanted
so don't resist
withstand it
or you'll cease to exist
and vanish
end up like the result
of what goku and frieza
did to namek
today that is no planet
you may be content with everything
but i'm living famished
i hunger for knowledge
the size
of scooby and shaggy's biggest sandwich
i won't rest
until i'm powerful enough
to make a wish and grant it
if only i could smoke marijuana
without the tissue damage
and regenerate cells
like tails with a lizard's advantage
then i could at least
find some peace
while my goals are being reached
record my progress over beats
'til i'm no longer incomplete
but instead
my cells diminish
and i approach death reluctantly
as lifelessness touches me
i smack it's hand away
if you think that immortality
is something that i can't attain
then you forget
i am insane
which is to attempt
the same actions
in pursuit of new results
cause you and me both
don't have a clue
what the future holds
prod. by anabolic(bhd)
lyrics:
what happens
when you close your eyes
do you go to sleep
or do you think
what the future brings
is way beyond
what you have seen
everything you're waiting for
done came and gone
metamorphed
into better
more
and that was a while ago
nowadays
all of that's nostalgia old
i'ma put you in the delorean
and accelerate
to 88 miles per ho
u r
'til you are
back to tomorrow
show you the light
illumine
like lighter fluid
on bags of charcoal
take you deeper than what happens
within the time
before and after stars glow
bottom line
i know what y'all don't
so shut up
listen damn it
pretend that you're schizophrenic
i'm the voice that's been implanted
you have no choice
you've been enchanted
so don't resist
withstand it
or you'll cease to exist
and vanish
end up like the result
of what goku and frieza
did to namek
today that is no planet
you may be content with everything
but i'm living famished
i hunger for knowledge
the size
of scooby and shaggy's biggest sandwich
i won't rest
until i'm powerful enough
to make a wish and grant it
if only i could smoke marijuana
without the tissue damage
and regenerate cells
like tails with a lizard's advantage
then i could at least
find some peace
while my goals are being reached
record my progress over beats
'til i'm no longer incomplete
but instead
my cells diminish
and i approach death reluctantly
as lifelessness touches me
i smack it's hand away
if you think that immortality
is something that i can't attain
then you forget
i am insane
which is to attempt
the same actions
in pursuit of new results
cause you and me both
don't have a clue
what the future holds
sandstorm(prod. by lost soul)
written and performed by stranded
prod. by lost soul
lyrics:
my blood's cold
so much so
that i am feared
like the unknown
i am not as i appear
but if you must know
if you listen
what you'll hear is untold
it is less
what is actually said
and more what is suggested
you must put forth effort
there is a much larger story
this is just an excerpt
a random chapter
when you're hurt
you can't abandon laughter
to dwell
is to stand in a quicksand disaster
if you struggle without resolve
you'll only vanish faster
lack of pain
will leave a man fractured
when there is nothing inside
you are hollow
you will crumble and die
that is the only path to be followed
you will become unalive
when you are forced down
and you push up hard enough
you will fly
with the sudden removal
of what's obstructing your rise
not to justify
but my hatred has no effect
on where my love is applied
it is a matter of perspective
you don't determine touch with your eyes
these matters are separate
the two are to remain uncombined
they should not be in a single relationship
they belong in independant matrices
why invent
the virulence that makes you sick
i close my eyes
no rapid jerks
i'm awake
but i drift
i unimagine earth
dissipate
unexist
reemerge
reintegrate
swim through space like a fish
the vast ocean
dark matter and light
in fast motion
the whole between
those extremes
my mind is passed open
all happens
spheres form
and balls shatter like glass broken
words are heard
long after they are last spoken
transmissions float
never getting old
they remain what they are
throughout the life and death
of occasional stars
i have a brainful of scars
human behavior tears it apart
because most of what it absorbs
is unnecessary and large
i often think
and stare at my thoughts
trying not to blink
i glare in exhaust
my eyes
weary but staunch
despite the fact
i know where i am
i am lost
for this is not where i belong
i drift aimlessly
like weightless debris
it's like a planet explodes
and i am what remains when it leaves
pain is all i feel
i am all but killed
torn from my world
like an orange peel
i suffer torment as strong as steel
hatori hanso builds
blades tempered
by pure heart and will
i will not ignore my scars
i'll heal
i'm a soldier
like chicago's field
i will know what my skull conceals
i won't rest
'til death's flaw's revealed
you can ask wizdomgod
that's real
until the result's captured
it will be sought after
it's the most pressing of all matters
on my mind like a skull fracture
being born to die
is a false pattern
during life
my thoughts scatter
collapse in the sky
absorb the world and rewind
pouring light into dark matter
but only for sight
pointing like long daggers
like christopher loyd in roger rabbit
if you do not seek
then you do not see
those who ignore are blind
the borderline of this lost cavern
you must close your eyes
in order to find
what the dark gathers
explore your mind
'til you're (inside your skull)'s master
deep within each
there is a staff
a walking stick
that carves a particular path
it alters the vision
of the one
in whose palm it is grasped
it's up to you
how long it will last
for to receive a question's answer
you must consciously ask
evolution or death
future will be the present
for he who conquers the past
when your time is up
you can flip it
and pour it all back
but you must survive the storm
while the sand
swirls in the glass
prod. by lost soul
lyrics:
my blood's cold
so much so
that i am feared
like the unknown
i am not as i appear
but if you must know
if you listen
what you'll hear is untold
it is less
what is actually said
and more what is suggested
you must put forth effort
there is a much larger story
this is just an excerpt
a random chapter
when you're hurt
you can't abandon laughter
to dwell
is to stand in a quicksand disaster
if you struggle without resolve
you'll only vanish faster
lack of pain
will leave a man fractured
when there is nothing inside
you are hollow
you will crumble and die
that is the only path to be followed
you will become unalive
when you are forced down
and you push up hard enough
you will fly
with the sudden removal
of what's obstructing your rise
not to justify
but my hatred has no effect
on where my love is applied
it is a matter of perspective
you don't determine touch with your eyes
these matters are separate
the two are to remain uncombined
they should not be in a single relationship
they belong in independant matrices
why invent
the virulence that makes you sick
i close my eyes
no rapid jerks
i'm awake
but i drift
i unimagine earth
dissipate
unexist
reemerge
reintegrate
swim through space like a fish
the vast ocean
dark matter and light
in fast motion
the whole between
those extremes
my mind is passed open
all happens
spheres form
and balls shatter like glass broken
words are heard
long after they are last spoken
transmissions float
never getting old
they remain what they are
throughout the life and death
of occasional stars
i have a brainful of scars
human behavior tears it apart
because most of what it absorbs
is unnecessary and large
i often think
and stare at my thoughts
trying not to blink
i glare in exhaust
my eyes
weary but staunch
despite the fact
i know where i am
i am lost
for this is not where i belong
i drift aimlessly
like weightless debris
it's like a planet explodes
and i am what remains when it leaves
pain is all i feel
i am all but killed
torn from my world
like an orange peel
i suffer torment as strong as steel
hatori hanso builds
blades tempered
by pure heart and will
i will not ignore my scars
i'll heal
i'm a soldier
like chicago's field
i will know what my skull conceals
i won't rest
'til death's flaw's revealed
you can ask wizdomgod
that's real
until the result's captured
it will be sought after
it's the most pressing of all matters
on my mind like a skull fracture
being born to die
is a false pattern
during life
my thoughts scatter
collapse in the sky
absorb the world and rewind
pouring light into dark matter
but only for sight
pointing like long daggers
like christopher loyd in roger rabbit
if you do not seek
then you do not see
those who ignore are blind
the borderline of this lost cavern
you must close your eyes
in order to find
what the dark gathers
explore your mind
'til you're (inside your skull)'s master
deep within each
there is a staff
a walking stick
that carves a particular path
it alters the vision
of the one
in whose palm it is grasped
it's up to you
how long it will last
for to receive a question's answer
you must consciously ask
evolution or death
future will be the present
for he who conquers the past
when your time is up
you can flip it
and pour it all back
but you must survive the storm
while the sand
swirls in the glass
...whendiagnosedintheshade(prod. by kayoss sonn)
written and performed by stranded
prod. by kayoss sonn(bhd)
lyrics:
thoughts are nightbreed
monsters that like to feed
darkness
biting false light
until it leaves
the pursuit of long life
by any means
to escape
the two worlds i'm in between
by embracing
being immortal in my dreams
safe
in the way
that a forest extends its leaves
the trees speak
the voices serene
a peaceful storm of sticks and leaves
that swirl and behave
like a world
of organic machines
it's as if they morph into beasts
a race that's pure
formula free
too complex
to be defined
to such a normal degree
their understanding
is beyond your corporeal means
food for thought
in order to eat
one must hunt
for primordial seeds
the roots of which
explode
below the soil so deep
it would take ages
just to explore the debris
no matter how many stories i read
additional chapters pour from my ink
i pick up where the authors
left off when i think
i don't sleep
i just close my eyes
and don't blink
and experience a minute's time
as a whole week
knowledge so deep
it compresses itself into a size
you need a microscope to see
my mind is open
free to focus chi
we are
who we're supposed to be
those who know
are those who don't believe
by definition
that's what knowing means
with kayoss on the beat
disorder is pouring over me
i arrange it
in the order that it's supposed to be
and spit it like blood
when bitten while in a cobra squeeze
i search for significance
the likes of honeycomb to bees
we're all dying
the human body is just a slow disease
divine logic
combined with the symbiote's release
the things you humans cling to
become augmentingly obsolete
despite the fact i speak
with argumentative diplomacy
and you realize what i'm saying's true
you all pretend you don't agree
lost within your own beliefs
an inmate
'cause you won't beseech
a creature with a mind
is by design
supposed to think
yet
you question nothing
other than your own instincts
hook x2
i love nature
more than i realize
plants and animals
make me feel alive
but i am decaying
so i steal time
i adopt a perspective
that is contraceptive
in that i'm protected
when i think of death
i substitute 'die' with 'exit'
why
in order to experience peace
must i be resting
or is death convalescence
is what i think of
as life
a disease
am i infected
perhaps
that's why it's not pleasant
prod. by kayoss sonn(bhd)
lyrics:
thoughts are nightbreed
monsters that like to feed
darkness
biting false light
until it leaves
the pursuit of long life
by any means
to escape
the two worlds i'm in between
by embracing
being immortal in my dreams
safe
in the way
that a forest extends its leaves
the trees speak
the voices serene
a peaceful storm of sticks and leaves
that swirl and behave
like a world
of organic machines
it's as if they morph into beasts
a race that's pure
formula free
too complex
to be defined
to such a normal degree
their understanding
is beyond your corporeal means
food for thought
in order to eat
one must hunt
for primordial seeds
the roots of which
explode
below the soil so deep
it would take ages
just to explore the debris
no matter how many stories i read
additional chapters pour from my ink
i pick up where the authors
left off when i think
i don't sleep
i just close my eyes
and don't blink
and experience a minute's time
as a whole week
knowledge so deep
it compresses itself into a size
you need a microscope to see
my mind is open
free to focus chi
we are
who we're supposed to be
those who know
are those who don't believe
by definition
that's what knowing means
with kayoss on the beat
disorder is pouring over me
i arrange it
in the order that it's supposed to be
and spit it like blood
when bitten while in a cobra squeeze
i search for significance
the likes of honeycomb to bees
we're all dying
the human body is just a slow disease
divine logic
combined with the symbiote's release
the things you humans cling to
become augmentingly obsolete
despite the fact i speak
with argumentative diplomacy
and you realize what i'm saying's true
you all pretend you don't agree
lost within your own beliefs
an inmate
'cause you won't beseech
a creature with a mind
is by design
supposed to think
yet
you question nothing
other than your own instincts
hook x2
i love nature
more than i realize
plants and animals
make me feel alive
but i am decaying
so i steal time
i adopt a perspective
that is contraceptive
in that i'm protected
when i think of death
i substitute 'die' with 'exit'
why
in order to experience peace
must i be resting
or is death convalescence
is what i think of
as life
a disease
am i infected
perhaps
that's why it's not pleasant
ivoryraindrops(prod. by iron curtain)
written and performed by stranded
prod. by iron curtain
lyrics:
i practice
throwing hidden heart swords
at an iron curtain dart board
i hit the bull's eye
and hit the hilt
with each following sword
when knowledge is born
a cipher is formed
perfectly
this cycle
goes on for eternity
that's what a circle means
no beginning
no end
only what lurks between
life
is more than prior to death
it's also where that journey leads
seeking more than this
i leave the forest
in search for trees
i close my eyes
'cause where i'm going
only the third can see
the outward striking lightning
exciting the bio-circuitry
the other eyes just see the surface
the mind observes beneath
i prefer unique
over the indistinct
who window think
and don't do what they want
they just pretend they're peace
satisfied
with not being satisfied
you must be kidding me
i will not
put being myself
second to anything
words of wisdom
those who listen
are instruments to me
through the mic
what i write
conducts a symphony
a masterpiece
but there has to be
strength independently
before those strengths
can shape anything
ivory shower
wind minus cloud
piano rain drops
my soul
is in an oddly shaped box
inside
away locked
trapped between worlds
like night/day watch
the gloom
a cell
where alone
the parallel roam
this is
best compared to the signal
carried by cellphones
not visibly well known
but nonetheless tangible
just as substantial as bones
flesh
despite distinctions
dimensions can coalesce
the depth
of both life and death
just think
of how they might connect
my body's a deck
i'm a cassete
how do i eject
everything is a puzzle
consider
the integrational struggle
you cannot
compromise integrity
without breaking its bubble
a cipher that is unstable
will crumble
anything one creates
one can undo
but it's not
simply forward
in reverse
let's say
we could explain
the forming of the earth
to determine how it's destroyed
we can't just push rewind
that's not how it works
you were given two paths
to fight club's lye powder burn
there are several steps
one can take
it's like the labyrinth's
elaborate
multi gravity staircase
where the goblin king
had the baby
and made sara chase
my whole life
i've been drawn
away
like pen tears his face
i've had the sense
that i belong
somewhere in space
a feeling
i could never shake
not even with the richter scale's
heaviest quake
someone
or something
just won't let me escape
i'm left in this cage
no chance for parole
subjected to age
willing
but seemingly
not destined to change
it hurts like hell
but i will not
surrender to pain
for between beginning and ending
there is many a page
prod. by iron curtain
lyrics:
i practice
throwing hidden heart swords
at an iron curtain dart board
i hit the bull's eye
and hit the hilt
with each following sword
when knowledge is born
a cipher is formed
perfectly
this cycle
goes on for eternity
that's what a circle means
no beginning
no end
only what lurks between
life
is more than prior to death
it's also where that journey leads
seeking more than this
i leave the forest
in search for trees
i close my eyes
'cause where i'm going
only the third can see
the outward striking lightning
exciting the bio-circuitry
the other eyes just see the surface
the mind observes beneath
i prefer unique
over the indistinct
who window think
and don't do what they want
they just pretend they're peace
satisfied
with not being satisfied
you must be kidding me
i will not
put being myself
second to anything
words of wisdom
those who listen
are instruments to me
through the mic
what i write
conducts a symphony
a masterpiece
but there has to be
strength independently
before those strengths
can shape anything
ivory shower
wind minus cloud
piano rain drops
my soul
is in an oddly shaped box
inside
away locked
trapped between worlds
like night/day watch
the gloom
a cell
where alone
the parallel roam
this is
best compared to the signal
carried by cellphones
not visibly well known
but nonetheless tangible
just as substantial as bones
flesh
despite distinctions
dimensions can coalesce
the depth
of both life and death
just think
of how they might connect
my body's a deck
i'm a cassete
how do i eject
everything is a puzzle
consider
the integrational struggle
you cannot
compromise integrity
without breaking its bubble
a cipher that is unstable
will crumble
anything one creates
one can undo
but it's not
simply forward
in reverse
let's say
we could explain
the forming of the earth
to determine how it's destroyed
we can't just push rewind
that's not how it works
you were given two paths
to fight club's lye powder burn
there are several steps
one can take
it's like the labyrinth's
elaborate
multi gravity staircase
where the goblin king
had the baby
and made sara chase
my whole life
i've been drawn
away
like pen tears his face
i've had the sense
that i belong
somewhere in space
a feeling
i could never shake
not even with the richter scale's
heaviest quake
someone
or something
just won't let me escape
i'm left in this cage
no chance for parole
subjected to age
willing
but seemingly
not destined to change
it hurts like hell
but i will not
surrender to pain
for between beginning and ending
there is many a page
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