An Echo Through the Eyes of Forever

by Black Science

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1.
Invoke a sacred sound, on over-saturation speaks through you The expanding universe wasn’t always this voracious There’s like a million tunnels inside this dream you’d better take this potion and think of me Better drink this potion and think When you can see the demons inside the sound Count back from ten slowly, find the underground Sanctions have been breached Lost in the contaminated sleep First contact manual for another galaxy’s hypnotic drugs The world’s corrosive thoughts weren’t always this contagious There’s like a billion tunnels inside this dream so increase the dosage and think of me Just increase the dosage and think Beyond the Beyonder’s reach Praise to the contaminated sleep
2.
05:15
I see the insects as they feed upon my brain-stem She calls to me from an incandescent wave-form mind I think she’s got a thousand eyes It’s always more than just a stoned infatuation The cosmic overmind has come to navigate our lives Ten thousand eyes that breathe pure light So go put that cross away The love that innocence you’ll make for easy prey Don’t stare too long dear, those patterns can make you insane And now it’s time to fall in feverish gyrations A super-sentient erotic hyper wave form mind I’ll see you at the end of time Fall through the remnants of an orbit pattern’s traces The cosmic overmind is integral to our design Such a fucked up design
3.
06:06
Same vision Same Faces Same programs Same motivation Same prisons Same racists Same products Manipulations You see I spend most of my time, just a-floating in space It’s not a mystery why I always feel the need to escape I can’t take the aesthetic decay I could be anywhere Same religions Same enslavement Same soldiers Same derangement And I’m never gonna dance at your puritan rave You get your bullshit television from the corporate state I can’t take all the psychic mind rape Billions of new miracles Regressive indoctrination Gotta keep the people fearful So we can shamelessly manipulate them, nightly Same vision Same faces Same plotlines Same motivation Same religions Same escapists Same soldiers Same derangement I could be anywhere I can’t tell the difference We’re all so indifferent
4.
Lies stuck in a tomb A sad derangement in them Pseudo-prophetic visions Writhe with the walls Writhe with the walls that melt away Onset of the plague Solicitations plummet Summon the ancient coven I toured your inner world unconsciously tonight I see the infinite precision in your life You found your way of letting go Lights out in our hearts Succulent pulsing rhythms Backwards reflecting prism You found your way of letting go
5.
(written by Robert Pollard) Sitting out on your house Watching hardcore U.F.O.’s Drawing pictures, playing solos till ten Are you amplified to rock? Are you searching for a contact? I’ll be with you, without you, again Turn and run, the angel’s calling You say when, and I say I’m falling Up and down through broken down buildings Back and forth so please don’t bother at all Count the days that we have wasted from the start Speak the words and build a playground in your head Turn and run, the angel’s calling You say when and I say I’m falling Up and down through broken down buildings Back and forth And you know why I left you for so long
6.
05:12
Time-ship to summon psychic Argonauts Before the source is unveiled Righteous! This unholy spectacle has never felt so unreal Come taste our emotions The bleed from up on high Compulsory focus, our modus operandi Go thank your lucky stars It’s not compulsory anymore Impact feels never-ending Enchantment’s never-ending Silence was never so escapable Expanding repertoire Triumph! Regeneration’s sustenance The terminal dope throne Deal with your emotions The bleed from up on high Compulsory focus, our modus operandi Go thank your lucky stars
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released June 20, 2012

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