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Where the Wasteland Ends

by Blatherskite

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Poesy Rider Bon, soyons honnêtes : la ressemblance avec A perfect circle est parfois troublante...Cela dit, si cet album ressemblait à Tokyo hotel, il ne me plairait pas autant. Bref, un metal alternatif qui ne renie pas ses influences et qui en possède toutes les qualités. Favorite track: Third Day Fear.
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1.
Majestic 04:24
This body of annihilation This mind of destruction We've come full circle again Dancing around the fire That flickers through your transparent skin Blood weeps through decaying veins... All the sanity Long forgotten, In a tomb you're Buried and smiling, Is the price you Pay always written?... White ink Blank page You fade, till… Everything that matters Everything we love Everything you are... Is rotten When did my friend Become a liar? When did he slip away? All this time, drowning in A hunger vast and paper thin And a naive belief than you were actually… One more faking For the final score, Take another moment For the whore, This familiar dead end This time a closing door, Not going to guide you Not your searchlight anymore, Cos you got so many hiding places And you want more, Just another lesion, another canker Another sore, This concluding complication Do you still want more? It's a final way It's a final way It's a final way To forget Find another way Find another way Find another way To forget Find another way We found another way Find another way To forget This body of annihilation
2.
The Other 04:56
I am the Other Catalyst to the quantum mind I am the other Subject to no will or design To each other we can Never lie… I'm in your mind as much as You're in mine I can show you A self beyond yourself You must choose to Accept and follow or deny The other implies Cracks appear in the perimeter I’ve drawn Revealing the light beyond To let it penetrate me I put you in my place I cannot stay… You ask me to ask myself Show me sketches of you drawing me Like faces in a superposition Some intimidate and some entice me To stray toward the aberrant light Or cling to the security of the self? The other implies I am an image in a shell That I hold in my hand Comforting, limiting Yet to change There is reluctance and fear... Put trust in discerning Let the light crack the shell Erase the lines that I’ve drawn Become an image with no shape No outline I am the Other Subject to no will or design To stray toward the aberrant light Or cling to the security of the self? The other implies
3.
Can you tell when the inspector Leaves the watching to the watched? Foreseeing shame and ridicule I police my responses I testify in silence For fear the lodge will hear, I Suppress, envelop and construct (x3) Needs, numbness, shame My panopticon Step aside Let me fly out of line, Stop cowering naked and shamed before my Towering gaze I’ll be ok outside the line of sight of my Parapet, out of sight, out of mind so Step aside, let me fly out of line To the centre I gaze from my Paranoid asylum cell In fear of the haze of the Invisible omniscience I’ll give you my eye I can’t remember what I wanted with it now I’ll give you my eye I can’t remember what I thought it was supposed To see… And its visions are a product of fear Step aside Let me fly out of line, Stop cowering naked and shamed before my Towering gaze I’ll be ok outside the line of sight of your Parapet, out of sight, out of mind so Step aside let me fly out of line
4.
Dogs 07:44
Carnal impulses Pure, corporeal Belonged to you once Till one idea, ingenious and abysmal Gotta be a buck to be made here Capitalise on libido Gotta make it manifest In any substance Manifest! (Yes. You’ve already won) x4 (Don’t touch that dial) Go forth image of fantasy Get thee to a harlotry Uncorrupted physiology Is just an opportunity … lost Oceanic reservoir Eureka! Biochemistry Suggestions of salaciousness Tantalising puppetry Please allow these fingers to insert themselves Into your assets… Lonely pockets need servicing Dose of do-it-yourself appeal Faceless desperate for your company And anxious for prosperity…from this Oceanic reservoir Eureka! Biochemistry Suggestions of salaciousness Tantalising puppetry Go forth image of fantasy Take them as they are, this stupefied heresy Eyes on the slot, feed them nectar from machines, Degenerate fallacy…ears to the ground for the Jackpot! Manifest! (Yes. You’ve already won) x4 (Don’t touch that dial) Buy buy baby buy buy! Buy buy! This is just a taste! The bell tolls The dogs drool Form a line for your feedbag Conditioning you, I illicit a response when The bell tolls Loud and dull Always a pleasure to cater to the animal Please allow these fingers to insert themselves… This incomparable salesman This irresistible whore This relentless deflowering Abort this conception, I implore The bell tolls, the dogs learn Exorbitant involuntary reflexes The vendor cajoles, his phrase coined The animal will always gratify Its loins
5.
FYC 04:56
A struggle undying For a prize undefined It depends on everything Determines everything An arena bicameral Supreme twins hemispherical In confrontation in which The mere expression of this Is just another move... It's a frequent dilemma Begets boredom, frustration When cognitive traps Misplace direction to An encounter in which The very idea of this Is just another move... Logic or intuition, Reason or imagination, Calculating or embracing Shapes or spaces, Engage or relax Now I'm contemplating Thinking about letting go
6.
Icarus 09:07
Gazing at the sun From the ocean floor Unable to breathe Can’t be sure if I need to Your wings, now rotten scabs That you need to keep damp I made a choice, now the tethers burn my skin Why does my blood run cold? Bereft of air we’re sinking further Habituating, you say you feel it Getting warmer… But I can’t feel a thing Here on the ocean floor I can see its light (through the water) I cannot feel the warmth (it radiates) Sympathy is spent I learnt to hear the cold (through your eyes) A silence so intense Stifles our words of denial and contempt As we dive down through the sun A thousand miles from shore I cannot fucking breathe Can’t be sure if I need to Need to… My neck jerks without warning we surface No time to decompress No time to decompress But you stumble back towards the edge You leap, I follow Together we dive down… The ocean is your sky Into which you soar All you see in the surface is the sun’s and your Reflection Down here if I dream, I dream of sleep And I can’t feel temperature anymore And I think I could float suspended for days days… My neck jerks without warning we surface No time to decompress No time to decompress But you stumble back towards the edge You leap, I follow Together we dive down… The ocean is your sky Into which you soar All you see in the surface is the sun’s and your reflection (Won’t you) let me drown Or let me breathe… These tethers have become Waterlogged and rusted to Keep you smiling Compassion beaten down My hopeless anchor Daedalus, for all he tried, Forewarnings forever Fell upon deaf ears Icarus you are deceived Your wings turn to roots Clutch at the sand now and take shape In the place that holds you down Just a word of comfort You will never drown Icarus you are alone and always have been So why am I here? The ocean is your sky Into which you soar All you see is the surface
7.
Serpent Hive 06:07
I slide between the shadows Of the righteous and the wicked Manipulate your convoluted senses Shade my path and sweep my tracks No one must see No one will see No one can see What's driving me My life blood is your weakness I can smell it, it reeks of shit I will slither up and strangle you You won't see me till you can't breathe Motives unseen Motives unseen Motives unseen Deep down, even by me With my split tongue I can smell your vulnerability And it reeks of sensitivity And honesty Exploit in you what I hide in me I don’t respond to empathy… Cold-blooded and odourless Skin of diamond shed To reveal a terrified serpent in place Of a heart No one must see No one will see No one can see What's driving me Motives unseen Motives unseen Motives unseen Deep down, even by me Desire, truth, integrity, humility, insecurity They are my canvas, my clay, that I sculpt and colour To feed my ravenous ego Shelter and suppress my inadequacy From denial deliver me So I can reasonably Deride myself With my underbelly So close to the ground I don't even Cast a shadow
8.
Money to burn… Slaves are free to grind the foot of the canyon Tools made of flesh ground back to the bare bones Carved into keys that fit the machines to beat rhythms of what we need To proceed Permissible crimes Circle-jerking pearls Extorting meek swine Hold false hope Together with wet sand Take my Money to burn Come and get your Money to burn Money to burn…
9.
Complication 09:27
Dial tone beats a steady mantra at me No transmission or message received Engaged unlisted no connection for me Of a purpose I have no memory now I'm tired mother and there's nothing to see Meaningless, flesh novelties My Grip is slipping, there is nothing to be There is only this silence in me... Such clever words within attire Frantic slaves With gilded skin, a glowing screen Identity The veil is this. Behind it lies Emperor’s Wages for sin Frantic slaves’ Wages for skin Frantic slaves’ Pages worn thin Frantic slaves’ Wages forced in Frantic slaves’ Wages for skin All I hear… Their jaded words from empty space All I taste Is ashes from a long dead pyre All I am My naked need and numb desire All I see Reflections with no source Dialling beats inane mantra at me Murmurs of a worn divinity Dial tone beats a blue mantra at me Murmurs of a blind reality Automatons tell us what we have seen Damned machine watches all the strings Drown the pulsing noise smothering me Denied the will and the majesty Drown the murmurs from a falling me Through sky and into sea Destination is a way unknown Destination is a dream of home I recognise Not a cipher on a screen Not another strangled dream Not asleep and I cannot pretend That I’ll lie down again I must tear a way out and through you I must not lie in fear of coming dreams Light grows large, or am I smaller? Walls flash, travelling down the line To something screaming Daddy please kill me I'm dreaming Light and sound waves drown, and it’s alright… I stand and fade Where the wasteland ends
10.

credits

released April 1, 2010

Recorded by Dave Hammer at Hammer Studios, 2009
Mastered by Reece Turnbridge at Benchmark Studios

Written and recorded by Blatherskite
Album Credits:
Nick Goryl - Vocals
Sai Lillith - Guitars, Bass, Programming, Backings Vocals
Stewart Horsfield - Guitars, Bass
Brendan Davie - Drums, Programming

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Blatherskite Sydney, Australia

“It’s freaking cool…” – Sylvia Massey (Producer/Engineer, Tool, Cog)

"I'm well into it" - Andy Farrow UK (NMC booking agency, Opeth, Katatonia)

"...post-metal in that fantastic, difficult-to-pull-off way."
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"a band that has incredible chemistry and have made an album that stands up to most metal albums made in the last decade"
Michael Hodder, Highly Evolved
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