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- 1st of 5 E.P's in the "Eris Cycle".
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released 01 July 2009
Produced by Madame Blavatsky Overdrive
Engineered by Craig McFarland
Recorded at The West Oakland Theosophy Center
Mastered by Thomas Dimuzio
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- Track Name: Oh The Aphids!
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Oh the Aphids
Sing of proteins
Tiny masters
Silent machines
Telescoping
Generations
From the Aether
Strange mutations
Oh the Aphids
Crawl right through me
Right through my head
I see it happening
Oh the aphids sing...
Feel the Aphids
Secret dark ones
Hidden masters
Under dead suns
Oh the Aphids
Need the proteins
Ectoplasms
Feed the Machines
- Track Name: The Belldog
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Most of the day
We were at the machinery
In the dark sheds
That the seasons ignore
I held the levers
that guided
the signals to the radio
But the words
I receive,
random code,
Broken fragments from before.
Most of the day. Most of the day...
Out in the trees
My reason deserting me
All the dark stars
Cluster over the bay.
Then in a certain moment
I lose control
And at last
I am part of the machinery.
And the light disappears
As the world
Makes its circle through the sky.
Belldog where are you?
- Track Name: West Grand
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All your aspirations
All your problems and temptations
Will sadly disappear with you
When you woke up in the morning
Was there signs
Were there warnings
Telling you what not to do
Every step you made brought you closer
To your final composer
Everything felt so damn normal
Uneventful and informal
Death
I don't believe it
I don't believe it
I don't believe that it's true
I don't belive it
I don't belive it
I really hate that this happened to you
This is Hell
All these explanations and supposed motivations
Really mean nothing in the end
Were you killed in desperation
Or a gang initiation?
Is this something we can comprehend
Now you're just a stain on the street
Another ghost made from concrete
Everything felt so damn normal
Uneventful and informal
Death
- Track Name: The Armies Of The Dead
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The Armies of the Dead are marching
Marching out to sea
The Armies of the Dead are marching
Marching out to sea
They sing of broken sailors
Whose lives were lost at sea
They sing of broken sailors
Coming back for me