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The Sense Apparatus

(2005)
TypeStudio Full-length
GenresAvant-garde Metal, Progressive Metal
LabelsThe End Records
Album rating :  -
Votes :  0
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The Sense Apparatus Lyrics

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1. A Survey
Wait and see...

Come see the floodstricken areas!
The stretch of red boggy land
Tinware rendezvous
The age of the new manure!

Wait and see...
2. The Expulsion
By the web of umbilical cords

The Circletowers led their shadow lives
Soon upstairs, soon downstairs

As the puppets from Syrup
Inspired by the men with garters
With their tinware suits

Now I guess you wonder;
What caused their disablement?

Wait and see; duplicity!

The grumblers shirked their performance
They were heading for the building

To fight the natives
Beneath the bolted trapdoors

Their inconsistent war of extermination;

The biggest game of chance
into the quagmire of eternity;
Witness the gartermens dance
3. Sins Of Omission
The man came down with a crash
He made a charge for admission

Running from wall to wall
Kill him or wet your pilow!

At dusk the exploited ones
Made their silent conspiracy

Ears caught words
from the wind
Revolutionized
their resistance

The omittance of their duties
And the crosses on the casket

Caused the storm of destruction
Over the world-worn continent


Nothing has been
heard of me for so long
That they may well
think me dead...

I live alone in my heaven,
In my devotion, in my song>>*

The ruins became the new scenery
We thought they no longer smiled

Now it has escaped their notice
May the pester us again!
4. But A Memory
The king abdicates

In favor of one's son

Ruined by the waves

Of cold and distant spirals

In the corners
they were moulded
The two hailstorm
spears

With moat protection
From time immemorial

Carvings bore testimony to
The three Circletowers

Behind the rock walls
He mourned his children

Deceived by the wrought-iron gates

Four summers from the arrival

The watchmen
of the forest lands

Went through with their task
5. Mausolos
The winds of Sunday told us

Where we could find hell

To behold the morning after

The poor in spirit lies

Artemisia, please teach us

To preserve the withered flies

The winds of Sunday told us

Where we could find hell

The leaves of October told them

That we scrutinized it well

Please teach us to preserve
the withered flies!
6. Curtainraiser
Dance, dance, dance

My little fairy queen

That is the most beautiful
Fairy circle I've ever seen

No contradictions,
only sinful celebration

Play to the gallery

Honour the dead

Have you noticed

That the doll has lost her head

Relax, my little fairy queen

She did tremble like an aspen leaf

No contradictions, only sinful celebration

No celebration, only sinful contradictions

Relax, my little fairy queen
She did tremble like and aspen leaf

My partners, the ship is bearing due east
...if you miss the banquet; the royal feast
7. Mandaughter
Faster, faster! They'll catch you soon!
Jump in the well!

The trees have been singing
about you too long
Why do you always have
to give the show away?

The rivers ran the
wrong way this year

And the pipes were filled
And the tanks were filled
And the locks were destroyed

And the corners suprised them

When they poured the green drops in the fluid

Watch through the upper portholes
See them arrive - Lose your head

Make use of clay
Make use of straws

When they poured
red drops in the fluid

Make use of clay
Make use of straws

Do not pick the green,
do not pick the red
Pick the blue one

Which we have placed
3 crosses upon
8. Nebolous Termini
Tremble before the abyss...>>

Would they never wake up?
Those of the first water

Have you seen
the rising generation,
And those who
couldn't fight?

The were always drinking
The fluid of our well
They were always eating
In time before harvest

We came from far away
Only to find you in lethargy

Have you seen the rising generation,

And those who couldn't fight?

Would they never wake up?
Those of the first water


Tremble before the abyss
That already yawns before me
Oh cup too long denied to my desires.

Come, noble crystal, give me the poison
That must illuminate my reason or destroy it!>>*

Between the devil and the deep blue sea
In certain villages they'll always be
9. Cone
In our cradles we dream sweetly
Of destinations we can never reach
Down here, in our death struggle
We vainly try to learn,
How could we end here
With out last seventh sense?

Paint our dreams one more time,
Coexistence or no existence!
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