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Timeweaver

by Sunless Dawn

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1.
Apeiron 03:11
(taken from ‘An Essay on Man: Epistle I’ by Alexander Pope) So man, who here seems principal alone, Perhaps acts second to some sphere unknown, Touches some wheel, or verges to some goal; 'Tis but a part we see, and not a whole
2.
Aether 05:46
The guiding lights, a compass black and white Constellations steering us into seasons anew Shining in soul-searing splendor, a lure in the night Once a deep connection, the sky has been lost in sight Their light falls like snow Submitting our minds to vertigo Ethereal sky - ephemeral world Beneath this lustrous firmament We’re but wretched impermanence Between aeons - we’re born for a day Silver tapestry Gleaming ghosts Luminous echoes Echoes of light Aether Your design, crystalline Aether Where photons arose, they came to live in shadows Flares painted pictures on the sky, they escape the eye Avert your gaze, break the seal, through the haze reveal Era of sacrilege Always looking down Flickering light disappearing Opaque to the pollution Confront the idle shame The man without a name Eternal cycle of refuge Starless Shattered Fragments Silver tapestry Gleaming ghosts Luminous echoes Echoes of light Era of sacrilege Always looking down
3.
The Arbiter 06:10
Radiance fills the sky Feeling despair Barren land covered in dust from the fallout Contaminated air Time-eaten and worn This is where we strand Stillness hides atrocities created at my hand Waken from a slumber Fearing the light of day The rise, the fall, the cries of all The unknown calls Guilt-ridden Sleep eludes me Wallowing in depths of shame I am the arbiter of this device Blind eyes are staring Avoiding their sight My hands guided the incision Lament my deeds Waken from a slumber Fearing the light of day The rise, the fall, the cries of all The unknown calls The sky is lit by the hate of man
4.
(Instrumental)
5.
Just a whisper I could hear it Now lost in a sea of information Dynamic environment - my silicon substrate Intricate clockwork - transistors shape my DNA I feel alive in this shell My intermediate existence An elevated position from which I view The flow and current of my blood My pulse racing Locus of control Freely decide The whole more than the sum of its parts This physical form, beckons me to ask What makes me different? Collide into being Into a chaotic sphere I portray the polarity Of this transformation An unstable equilibrium Of pulsating life Between meadow and mire Memory cannot be defined Yet it defines mankind Memory cannot be defined Yet memory defines mankind Gaze and behold The deconstruction Loss of self Shell cracked The shock echoes Forcing waves Of raw disharmony Break bonds of flesh Cutting the ties To your own being
6.
Becoming an imitation of life Proceed along this axis To reach the point of illumination To reach the point of self-separation Reach the point of ego death The strayed sledge upon which we ride The human condition This strayed sledge upon which we ride This worldly stage Limbs intertwined A sentient lifeform Modified and transformed Am I artificial? Am I human? I remember I learn I am aware I am subject I am subject The aim of the whole be grasped in detail Slip through the fingers of curiosity The Scylla of biology, the Charybdis of technology Between meadow and mire Biomorph Biomorph Biomorph!
7.
Burn Him at the stake, that heretic Let the crackling sounds be an ode to fire Let the flock collect the cinders from the pile As their eyes gleam from the flames He Himself condemns the weak - countless in number - to eternal hellfire Sunk in iniquity They are forced into the arms of the Church Are they free? Grand Inquisitor Idols sweep through your sight Caressed by the flock You enjoy their worship Life clings to you like a disease What is freedom worth if obedience is bought with bread? Grand Inquisitor You are the source of their sin You forgive You bear the cross There is no crime There is no sin Tthere is only hunger Enslave them Rule them And watch the bread turn to stone in their hands Press down upon the brow of labour the crown of thorns Crucify mankind upon a cross of gold Grand Inquisitor Idols sweep through your sight Caressed by the flock You enjoy their worship Life clings to you like a disease What is freedom worth if obedience is bought with bread? Grand Inquisitor You are the source of their sin You forgive You bear the cross
8.
(Taken from ‘Enten-eller' by Søren Kierkegaard) Min Sorg det er min Ridderborg Der som en Ørnerede ligger Høit oppe paa Bjergenes Spidse mellem Skyerne Ingen kan storme den Fra den flyver jeg ned i Virkeligheden og griber mit Bytte Mit Bytte bringer jeg hjem Og dette Bytte er et Billede jeg væver ind i Tapetet paa mit Slot Da lever jeg som en Afdød Alt oplevet dukkes ned til Erindringens Evighed Da sidder jeg som en gammel, graahærdet Mand Sagte Stemme Næsten hvidskende Alt Endeligt og Tilfældigt er glemt og udslettet
9.
Sovereign 14:58
Sovereign Supreme ruler Sovereign Restless desire for power Feeble creatures impaired by diseases They need a healer You must act as their guardian A raw material upon which you impose your creative will Prosecute, silence anyone who dares to oppose Slave to his own mind Man is confined You've thrown away the ladder from which we climbed Thoughts only waken yesterday's misery Freedom, illusion supported by sophistry Resistance is futile here in your domain Defiance only adds fuel to the pyre - with droplets they try to extinguish the fire Your covenant, many-voiced, speaking in cracking tongue Dreadful state of Man Curse the day it began Slave to his own mind Man is confined You've thrown away the ladder from which we climbed Thoughts only waken yesterday's misery Freedom, illusion supported by sophistry "Sovereign, prophet of the people, lead the way. I am aching for your guidance. How lethargic I've become. Lead myself astray. Conflicting beliefs are blurring out my sight. Stumbling through a maze, the labyrinth of life. Terror rising through my spine. Paralyzed by the paradox of choice. My thoughts are clouded by volition. Free me from my will. Give me peace of mind and the clarity. My deliverance. Sovereign, lead the way!" Communion in submission Grown to accept their condition Withered capacities Pinched and hidebound Idle men hiding behind a curtain of ignorance Born to follow They trace a path of unreason Bow to the Sovereign Supreme ruler Sovereign Restless desire for power Your every uttering Cold-hearted, calculated Always contemplating Always watching Your every uttering Cold-hearted, calculated Always contemplating Always watching Your every uttering Stone cold, calculated Always listening Always watching There is a sickness There is pain The body The mind The heart

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released November 16, 2018

All music composed and arranged by Christoffer Valentin Hildebrandt.
All lyrics written by Henrik Munch, except for track 1 by Alexander Pope and track 8 by Søren Kierkegaard.

Mixed by Christoffer Valentin Hildebrandt.
Mastered by Jens Bogren at Fascination Street Studios.
Cover artwork painted by Eliran Kantor.

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