I was born on the precipice Born into retrograde In the bleak distant future of my mind is orbital decay I was born a son of famine Born into the knee of the curve Caught in a grip so foreign, that I'm wonderin' if it's a phantom Earth Now I'm livin' in a toxic nightmare warhead ball (Hanging by two-thirds of a thread) One hand hovers over it with nail scissors (That is all it takes) Baby please don't listen out for sacred octaves 'Cause if it falls, it falls on deaf ears And all you will feel is a white-hot mess I wouldn't say it's a god's kinda music, that we can listen to It's that Brahmatron song You know we've been singin' it all along Not a god's kinda music I wanna dance around the pit of the truth Singin' Brahmatrons song Just another level gone This is the year of the reboot, the sequel The satellite dish is servin' up 12 kinds of evil Year of the television fizz turnin' me off Well it don't add up, guess I gotta do some math again See if the bull has reigns Cause in the bleak distant future of my mind, lambs reach killing weight Oh the sounds they make I wouldn't say it's a god's kinda music, that we can listen to It's that Brahmatron song You know we've been singin' it all along Not a god's kinda music I wanna dance around the pit of the truth Singin' Brahmatrons song Just another level gone Baby tell me what you hear down there Even silence whispers cold, ringing out between the words I wouldn't say it's a god's kinda music, that we can listen to It's that Brahmatron song You know we've been singin' it all along Not a god's kinda music I wanna dance around the pit of the truth Singin' Brahmatrons song Just another level gone, it's gone Now if the void starts flickerin' We gotta show just a little bit of grace There ain't no power, savin' our souls now Brahmatron yawns at you. (Na na na na na na na) Brahmatron yawns at me, too Plenty of drugs, Dominion over animals, Children of dogs, and skin deep cannibals Sip from the font, lap it up! You're just rugs! Taste the placenta of Miss Nightingale While she sutures the signs of attack! It's the new zodiac! Say it now, the new zodiac! Brahmatron yawns at you. (Na na na na na na na) Brahmatron yawns at me, too Sounds of alarm, reverberating strange; Equilateral, bisexual triangles intersecting at parallel planes! They struck chords in serpent circles, echoed through the age! It's the new zodiac! You heard me, the new zodiac!
Big fan of TMV, but when I first heard Closure in Moscow it blew my mind. And this album, people have said its unorganized... welcome to f-ing true prog, my friends
I was born on the precipice Born into retrograde In the bleak distant future of my mind is orbital decay I was born a son of famine Born into the knee of the curve Caught in a grip so foreign, that I'm wonderin' if it's a phantom Earth Now I'm livin' in a toxic nightmare warhead ball (Hanging by two-thirds of a thread) One hand hovers over it with nail scissors (That is all it takes) Baby please don't listen out for sacred octaves 'Cause if it falls, it falls on deaf ears And all you will feel is a white-hot mess I wouldn't say it's a god's kinda music, that we can listen to It's that Brahmatron song You know we've been singin' it all along Not a god's kinda music I wanna dance around the pit of the truth Singin' Brahmatrons song Just another level gone This is the year of the reboot, the sequel The satellite dish is servin' up 12 kinds of evil Year of the television fizz turnin' me off Well it don't add up, guess I gotta do some math again See if the bull has reins Cause in the bleak distant future of my mind, lambs reach killing weight Oh the sounds they make I wouldn't say it's a god's kinda music, that we can listen to It's that Brahmatron song You know we've been singin' it all along Not a god's kinda music I wanna dance around the pit of the truth Singin' Brahmatrons song Just another level gone Baby tell me what you hear down there Even silence whispers cold, ringing out between the words I wouldn't say it's a god's kinda music, that we can listen to It's that Brahmatron song You know we've been singin' it all along Not a god's kinda music I wanna dance around the pit of the truth Singin' Brahmatrons song Just another level gone, it's gone Now if the void starts flickerin' We gotta show just a little bit of grace There ain't no power, savin' our souls now Brahmatron yawns at you. (Na na na na na na na) Brahmatron yawns at me, too Plenty of drugs Dominion over animals Children of dogs, and skin deep cannibals Sip from the font, lap it up! You're just rugs! Taste the placenta of Miss Nightingale While she sutures the signs of the attack! It's the new zodiac! Say it now, the new zodiac! Brahmatron yawns at you. (Na na na na na na na) Brahmatron yawns at me, too Sounds of alarm, reverberating strange; Equilateral, bisexual triangles intersecting at parallel planes! They struck chords in serpent circles, echoed through the age! It's the new zodiac! You heard me, the new zodiac! b l i g h t s e x u a l ~
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Without a doubt my favourite song on this album.
I was born on the precipice
Born into retrograde
In the bleak distant future of my mind is orbital decay
I was born a son of famine
Born into the knee of the curve
Caught in a grip so foreign, that I'm wonderin' if it's a phantom Earth
Now I'm livin' in a toxic nightmare warhead ball
(Hanging by two-thirds of a thread)
One hand hovers over it with nail scissors
(That is all it takes)
Baby please don't listen out for sacred octaves
'Cause if it falls, it falls on deaf ears
And all you will feel is a white-hot mess
I wouldn't say it's a god's kinda music, that we can listen to
It's that Brahmatron song
You know we've been singin' it all along
Not a god's kinda music
I wanna dance around the pit of the truth
Singin' Brahmatrons song
Just another level gone
This is the year of the reboot, the sequel
The satellite dish is servin' up 12 kinds of evil
Year of the television fizz turnin' me off
Well it don't add up, guess I gotta do some math again
See if the bull has reigns
Cause in the bleak distant future of my mind, lambs reach killing weight
Oh the sounds they make
I wouldn't say it's a god's kinda music, that we can listen to
It's that Brahmatron song
You know we've been singin' it all along
Not a god's kinda music
I wanna dance around the pit of the truth
Singin' Brahmatrons song
Just another level gone
Baby tell me what you hear down there
Even silence whispers cold, ringing out between the words
I wouldn't say it's a god's kinda music, that we can listen to
It's that Brahmatron song
You know we've been singin' it all along
Not a god's kinda music
I wanna dance around the pit of the truth
Singin' Brahmatrons song
Just another level gone, it's gone
Now if the void starts flickerin'
We gotta show just a little bit of grace
There ain't no power, savin' our souls now
Brahmatron yawns at you. (Na na na na na na na)
Brahmatron yawns at me, too
Plenty of drugs,
Dominion over animals,
Children of dogs, and skin deep cannibals
Sip from the font, lap it up! You're just rugs!
Taste the placenta of Miss Nightingale
While she sutures the signs of attack!
It's the new zodiac! Say it now, the new zodiac!
Brahmatron yawns at you. (Na na na na na na na)
Brahmatron yawns at me, too
Sounds of alarm, reverberating strange;
Equilateral, bisexual triangles intersecting at parallel planes!
They struck chords in serpent circles, echoed through the age!
It's the new zodiac! You heard me, the new zodiac!
Big fan of TMV, but when I first heard Closure in Moscow it blew my mind. And this album, people have said its unorganized... welcome to f-ing true prog, my friends
Pinnacle to an exceptional album.
This album is so cool
still listening in 2017 shame this project didn't have a better run.
The second half makes me feel like I'm on a huge, creaking, steampunk-esque ship full of vikings rowing back and forth. Just me? ok
Mind blowing, mind blowing, mind bLowing, maid blovin. My fucking mind has blown away.
Some good shit right there. Needs more love, peoples!
find an animator and fork out the cash to spam this song all over youtube. This song deserves to be heard.
My ears were not made for such sacred octaves. I am a white hot mess
holy shit snacks.. This song has some fucking SOUL!
Catchy as fuck.
this rocks
04:12 is it gamelan sound, its so familliar for me, haha
The amount of groove. Fuck moi.
IT'S A BRAHMATRON SONG!
Good thing I don't do drugs I be so fucked right now. :P :P :P
The fact that you know that means either, a) you're lying, or b), you really know your drugs hahaha
Brahmatron yawns at YOU...
anyone Read all those song Descriptions they wrote
Yessss. You could probably still find the interview where Chris explains the album track by track.
F-Damn GOodie!
This is the best comment section I've ever seen
I was born on the precipice
Born into retrograde
In the bleak distant future of my mind is orbital decay
I was born a son of famine
Born into the knee of the curve
Caught in a grip so foreign, that I'm wonderin' if it's a phantom Earth
Now I'm livin' in a toxic nightmare warhead ball
(Hanging by two-thirds of a thread)
One hand hovers over it with nail scissors
(That is all it takes)
Baby please don't listen out for sacred octaves
'Cause if it falls, it falls on deaf ears
And all you will feel is a white-hot mess
I wouldn't say it's a god's kinda music, that we can listen to
It's that Brahmatron song
You know we've been singin' it all along
Not a god's kinda music
I wanna dance around the pit of the truth
Singin' Brahmatrons song
Just another level gone
This is the year of the reboot, the sequel
The satellite dish is servin' up 12 kinds of evil
Year of the television fizz turnin' me off
Well it don't add up, guess I gotta do some math again
See if the bull has reins
Cause in the bleak distant future of my mind, lambs reach killing weight
Oh the sounds they make
I wouldn't say it's a god's kinda music, that we can listen to
It's that Brahmatron song
You know we've been singin' it all along
Not a god's kinda music
I wanna dance around the pit of the truth
Singin' Brahmatrons song
Just another level gone
Baby tell me what you hear down there
Even silence whispers cold, ringing out between the words
I wouldn't say it's a god's kinda music, that we can listen to
It's that Brahmatron song
You know we've been singin' it all along
Not a god's kinda music
I wanna dance around the pit of the truth
Singin' Brahmatrons song
Just another level gone, it's gone
Now if the void starts flickerin'
We gotta show just a little bit of grace
There ain't no power, savin' our souls now
Brahmatron yawns at you. (Na na na na na na na)
Brahmatron yawns at me, too
Plenty of drugs
Dominion over animals
Children of dogs, and skin deep cannibals
Sip from the font, lap it up! You're just rugs!
Taste the placenta of Miss Nightingale
While she sutures the signs of the attack!
It's the new zodiac! Say it now, the new zodiac!
Brahmatron yawns at you. (Na na na na na na na)
Brahmatron yawns at me, too
Sounds of alarm, reverberating strange;
Equilateral, bisexual triangles intersecting at parallel planes!
They struck chords in serpent circles, echoed through the age!
It's the new zodiac! You heard me, the new zodiac!
b l i g h t s e x u a l ~