`To The Capsules` lyrics and artwork in our free digital booklet

Devoid
Space natives deviating to the makeshift
A loop paradox carbon sequence now goes apshit
Time distends in the final throes of disbelief
Support systems fail as a cloud of black doubt is released
Multiverse potentials implode leaving few possibles
Those who can afford safety now recede into their capsules
Population figures cannot be infinitely expanded
Charged with the care of planets we have failed in our only mandate
A crude imitation of a life , yo come on
Reach your hand for that money but the money is gone
A crude imitation of a life , yo come on
Devoid of all meaning pain bodies roam reckless
Binary switches flicked by a stooge unaware that he is the magus
As we speak, new continents go online spitting pathogens
The game could change in the time it takes to get to mars and then back again and I
Infiltrate your psyche like tar on the beaches
Like plastic pieces in the guts of sea creatures
Economies built on emptiness now reveal their hollow centers
Sights in rhythms and dark shades fire flash across receptors
Witnesses disappear like strange craft sighted over nova scotia
Paper trails go cold but what we demand is full disclosure
Meta-method bringing the lesson ,I’m ever present
Who new that a species could have inbuilt obsolescence
A crude imitation of a life , yo come on
Reach your hand for that money but the money is gone
A crude imitation of a life , yo come on
Youth seduced consuming empty vision you
Abandoned and reduced them as they find
The path towards the source of power
Is littered with the poisoned bodies
Who, drifting from the path of reason
Were eating from he master’s hand
Time Travel Scratch
Back the fuck up, back up, step back you cats
This is the time travel scratch
And there’s no match for the best batch you hacks
Time contracts to opal stacks and space reacts
Delivered value soul, fake rock’n roll’s unrolled
Discarded ribbon opposed
The fact that we are best is just a given
Because this is not rap this is a psychic transmission
And if you listen with precision and focus your vision
You’ll see my mind is sayin something that my mouth isn’t
A first layer of meaning and a second that’s hidden
The patterns that ride with em refracted like prisms
I strip the thoughts that you call the lines of division
Truly fly defied lies and mind-isms
Fight the battle to topple temples of fascism
Blizzard rhymes, you’re snow blind in my rhythms
Time slipper, ground breaker and they call it a style
Genetic load stacking like a bug in the sap
I’m the mad cat with fat stats, ready to rap
This is the option integrated with free form genetic design
I’ll take your mind over the line
Cause it’s so raw to the fuller floor I bring you more
Me and dj awe we’ve done this type of shit before
Voyage to the centre, the war and an encore
Metaphors are better than the best of my competitors
Magnitude immense is your new best friend bet
your last pound space time will bend
I extend
They all end
Gonna rock other dimensions cause my beats transcend
I put them punks in groups they get snapped like kit kats
I’m rollin through these overtures but yours are «ric rac»
Riding the rings Of Saturn like it was a slip matt
Thought you were thinking big but my shit just eclipsed that
The big bang to the sun’s death through a mini jack
From cylinders of wax cassettes to dats
John Morgan rocks the battle beats with a splash of the high hats
And no, there’s never been ever been nothing like that
I said there’s never been ever been nothing like that
Oh yo, step into my flow
Set the controls for yore, steady as she goes
Cause I’m loaded to blow
Controlling the show
I lay em out shoulder to toe
So now that you know
I’m used to keeping it on and on
I’ve been down for so long I spit the protong
When I get my flows on
Take you back to the ice age so keep your coat on
Visit the dogon in my luminous craft
Neolithic, neanderthal man kicking the can.
Witch Village
Well it’s a strange damn time if you’re looking for thrills
Cause if the drugs don’t get you then the process will
Living the trickle down little town’s all you’ve got
The gap’s bigger than ever from the have’s to have not’s
More tech could reinforce the project
But you’re all kept so physically break the concept
And if you want to show force just for the loot
Well it’s the same damn thing to be a prostitute
And when you sign on the line it becomes an abstract
A ghost hologram in the mirror grinning back
So i’m bringing the storm to the mass appeal
So just don’t park your car on the battlefield
In this cult of the idiots
Village of the damned
History isn’t working out as we planned
Anti personality burned at the stake
Who’s responsible?
Tear down the gates
We be burning like satellites
But your’s stopped, your star’s dropped
You need what?
You see your needs keep coming so stand aside
Like a force nine saturnine , don’t be shy
You want to be seen in some magazine
You need more than any other generation has needed
You need more money, long haul money
To crank your drums in the land of the sun
You want to rock it hard rock a fleet of cars
You want to see your little star on the boulevard
Forget that, what you need to be is less whack
And keep your cheap shit plastic off my soundtrack
Warpath cloud base outsourced mandate
Post death rewards , points on the school wall
The penny dropped and the rig collapsed
Yeah i know, you’re scared and you want your life back
I’m saying money
In this cult of the idiots
Village of the damned
History isn’t working out as we planned
Anti personality burned at the stake
Who’s responsible?
Tear down the gates
The contract is sealed
Pay for eternity down on the summit you’re down on the deal
Traded the soul for a few dirty coins, you’re alone in the palace
Not while the pyre is high with the bodies and nothing is real
Bathe in the light of the last dying sun and you bathe in the sorrow
Pay for eternity down on the summit you’re down on the deal
Traded the soul for a few dirty coins, you’re alone in the palace
Bathe in the light of the last dying sun and you bathe in the sorrow
In this cult of the idiots
Village of the damned
History isn’t working out as we planned
Anti personality burned at the stake
Who’s responsible?
Tear down the gates
Wounded Spectre
Your eyes the projector, the echos of the wounded spectre
Remember, the hate that compromised your centre. A wound in an
empty room I see through
You hate yourself so much that nobody needs to hate you
Encoded memories that I hide
Forming into reason as it slows
Let flow your tears around me
Project your fears upon me
The architect abandoned, clear you wear your fear just like a gown
Seducer use the voice of power
Terrestrial drone walk dazed in the aftermath
Encoded memories that I hide. Forming into reason as it slows
Let flow your tears upon me
Project your fears upon me
I can’t stop it, you’re embodied now
Wear your fear like a gown
Cruel, obscure deceiver
Daylight will reveal you now
No one shall believe you
Flame-like rays reveal you now
Let flow your tears upon me
Project your fears around me
The architect abandoned seems you wear your
fears just like a gown
Break the order
People always trying to tell me what to think
What to believe and what’s right
Well you can do what you want to
But make sure that you don’t lose sight
Better make it so it don’t kick back
So the hive don’t rule the mind
You’ve got a future on a tiny screen
A reflection that’s ugly as hell
Young people better get together
Break the order
Cause it ain’t over
I tell you this, they’re gonna tell you that
And who’s telling how much is true
You know it doesn’t take a fine mind
To see what they’ve got waiting for you
Isolation like a rat in a hole
Until you don’t know if you’re alive
There’s a choice that’s got to be made
If you’ve got something to say you’d better say it... Now!
Young people better get together
Break the order
Cause it ain’t over
Alpha Omega
I am... the roar of the thunder, the terror the wonder
The awe of the voice that has torn us asunder
From Grande Comore to Tora Bora the horror
What you gonna do now there’s a crack in your aura?
Hologram ouroboros broken recorder
Biofeedback loop down I look further
Too complex to fix with intellects I’m
Bringing nothing more than what you least expect
Exothermic wreck, you’re going where exactly?
Spent firework, you’re going where?
Diminishing returns, you’re going where exactly?
Entropy’s song you’re going where?
From the fall of the hammer, the fall of the dead
I see beyond and beyond is red
360 vision, remote view drones
All is known, circling homes
Circling bodies, the flesh is soft
Elites on the iceberg drifting off
Ripped in two, ripped at the seams
Standing with a mouth full of broken dreams
Exothermic wreck, you’re going where exactly?
Spent firework, you’re going where?
Diminishing returns, you’re going where exactly?
Entropy’s song you’re going where?
A tiny shift was all it took to tear apart
Five million miles was one degree back at the start
What made you think that you were meant to reach the stars?
What made you think that you could be more than you are?
I am the seer the visionary eye idea
360 degrees i see clear
Hurricanes, you see i see a sea change
Stare into the storm and say I ain’t to blame
For the deep dark water, trigger the recorder
Those with the clearance on the transporter
The hands on your throat keep you afloat
You’re damned if you do and you’re damned if you don‚Äôt
Exothermic wreck, you’re going where exactly?
Spent firework, you’re going where?
Diminishing returns, you’re going where exactly?
Entropy’s song you’re going where?
A tiny shift was all it took to tear apart
Five million miles was one degree back at the start
What made you think that you were meant to reach the stars?
What made you think that you could be more than you are?
Liquidity
Synchronous vampire threat margin
Headless effort
Creeping desert
Hide in the present
Thermic shock contrast
Death forecast
Dry rising
This is what Chuck called «sex for profit»
Endless profit
Heat the market
Bleed the carcass
Telepathic insider
Psycho kinesis in endgame investment
Pull the plug and retire to the capsules
Retire to the Hamptons on broken guilt futures
The final shock night double feature
Twin headed looming creature
Salt rising in dead pretext
Like failed soviet irrigation projects frozen logic
No long term and no macroscopic
We looked beyond and there was nothing
A mechanical prophet and a talent contest
Nothing to subvert cause its oh so quiet
So dry
Nothing is lost
You chose your fate and the pool evaporated.
Like a Stalinist vintage team photo patched up
Rewrite the past and let nostalgia catch up
Neo-truth hedge fund parallax mist
Things that do but do not exist
But see, these things simply don’t exist!
The seer sees the terrors freed in extra-dimensional yogic drought
The brightest and the best caught in the tightest orbit
Morbid self-interest
Nausea dry riverbed mouth
No liquidity, no depth index
Adrift on sand, shifting bandwidths
Sifting through empty cans
Remind me what is the long-term plan?
Roaming gangs?
Is this the best you can?
Remind me, what is it to be a man?
A non-solvent gene portfolio staring at a tiny puddle of brown
Absent liquidity
Set to optimum gain threshold
Grasping at the hot air as your falling backwards
Ambient liquidity removed by extraction
Real current removed and replaced by phantom capsules
I always wondered where the blood was channelled!
The Reservoir is a mirage and finally seen as such
Nothing but brittle bills that crumble to the touch
Parched dry paper, all water vapour escaping
Is this what happened before Weimar?
The palace is empty
Keep rolling, keep taping
Is this what happened on mars?
Is this the end of your quest for the stars?
An airlock hissing open in red dust
A sense that we’ve been here before but no sign of liquidity.
ECHELON
I am echelon, i hear everyone
My workings beyond your grasp
First open my shining eye
I speak but one word
That i have never uttered
And this is what i say:
Us above all others
Is your reward? Is this your afterlife?
Listening walls report back to us
Triggering fear in the drone caste
Magnify in to hear everything
Drown the rats are screaming
Magic words, confessing
Squealing on each other
Names of friends and lovers
Stepping on their backs as long as it’s
Us above all others x8
Us above all others x8
Wrenching the flesh from the soil
Noxious your role has got to be
Twisting the whispers to sate me
Wrenching the flesh from the sun
Weaving the light to suit me
Here i sit in the centre of a web
Searing through lives
Mumble your prayer breathing the code
Undetected, this is control
Hand it over, push it away
Filtering the sedition out
Dead is your world, keep it inside
Censor yourself, this is control
Hand it over
Filtering the sedition out
Mumble your prayer breathing the code
Undetected, this is control
Filtering the sedition out
Drown the rats are screaming
Magic words, confessing
Squealing on each other
Names of friends and lovers
Stepping on their backs as long as it’s
Us above all others x3
Crushed‚ by your own weight, the mundane
Each... Word is loaded, nothing gained
Chemtrails
Doing chemtrails and extracting bomb fragments
Matter gathered from stars
We refract and spit back
Forever dissected on the altar of endless what do we call this ?
Trans humanist progress
You voted in the focus groups
In loop necrosis
Your heroes are all dead
A body with no head
In modified realities the dice are loaded
You’re under fucked over fed and code red expendable
Life of limited value
Don’t shoot the bringer of bad news
So rub your eyes on the bottom bunk and know that you’ve been hoodwinked
Did you really think that you could walk in the snow and leave no footprint?
Chemtrails and all that that entails
And if all else fails
There’s always the third rail
Enter the era of self-propelled resonance
Death malevolent, hex spreader
The next letter in a hidden alphabet
The metaphor
I’m all that and more, much more
I’m biofeedback loop out your speaker
But you’re weaker
Fast losing hope using all of them old tropes
Money for old rope gowns for dead popes
With a wack dupe that you depicted as the victor
Now I don’t want to be cynical about your protesters
But you can shout loud enough to wake your ancestors
And still see no change cause change needs motive
To love below the threshold of blind lux obedience
Chemtrails and all that that entails
And if all else fails
There’s always the third rail
Let There Be War
First there is sound, distant sound
The murmuring sound of the crowd
Louder and louder till everything drowns
Now there are drums, that herald the setting of reason’s sun
Then there are lights,
Falling like stars in the sacred night
Now you will suffer for my love more than ever before
Let there be war
From a distance it resembles white hair flowing into the sky
The slug, the giant, the dirty device the men and the boys will die
The uncontrollable urge to take the one thing that your brother has
I am the source of this urge,
I am the curse,
This is a war universe
The promise of man, will lead you to hell
A hell in this world, the wages of sin
We cannot trust them, look at the signs
They are unlike us ready to strike us
Strike them first, burn everything clean
Cauterise their genes
Brushed by the wings of madness
My tears burn flesh
My gaze is death and my heart is full of those tears
I am the snake that appears
Coiled around the hearts of men
The phosphorous fang
The bodies that hang like withering fruit on the stem
The hero, the butcher, amnesia stains the future
Undead relive the dying
Compassion’s waning flame, forever your sons will do the same
Let there be war
Cut off from earthly ties, and the interest of humans
Consult the sky for guidance, the act consumed fanatic
Reason and conscience wholly silenced
In men that know no rules, no ties but those of their order
No duty but to their cause and to extend it’s venal power
In a sleep state to their end, an end that justifies their means
An end that multiplies like dreams
Of breaking limbs and burning screams and virgins bathed in blood and wine
Blindly obey the grand design
These streams of honey, burning flesh
The lips of death, all is regret
Let there be war
Know this is the order of the earth
Know this is the breath behind the word
Who could be so proud to think that they
Could lay their hand to stop the wheel that turns
heitham Al Sayed . vocals
James Barrett . Bass
Andrew Clinton . Decks
Nick Michaelson . Guitars
John Morgan . Drums
iMMa . vocals
WRITTEN, RECoRDED AND PRoDuCED BY SENSER
Tracks 1. 4. 5. 6. 10 featuring iMMa
Chemtrails featuring Junior Disprol and Manage
Echelon featuring kerstin haigh
Witch village co-written and produced by Dean Rodell. Mixed by Dean Rodell and Tim Elliot
Tracks 1. 4. 5. 6. 8. 10 mixed by Andy Brook
Tracks 2. 7. 9. mixed by Goo vATR aka Gary Penn (vision and The Riddle)
Mastered by howie Weinberg
Artwork by Synckop Illustration
BAND ThANkS
iMMa, kerstin haigh, Junior Disprol, Manage, Andy Brook, Goo, Dean Rodell, Tim Elliot, Alli hodge, Dave and all at Feedme Music,
Synckop Illustration, Marcus Maschwitz, James Montieth and all at hold Tight PR, Tom Burgess and all at PledgeMusic, Anne Clayton,
Alan Michaelson, Alex kelly, Maurice Bacon, Paul West, Michelle West and Adam Snow at Ignite, karim Benchaib
PERSoNAL ThANkS FRoM
heitham . to the Al-Sayed/Sparks families, Marie Declercq, Robin Freeman, Fiend
John . to Michelle, Mum, Dad, all the Goldsmith/Pedlow family, Nobby, Rob, Paz, Toby and Cookie
James . to kate, Eve, all my family and all my mates and colleagues
Dedicated to the memories of Andrew De Silva and Tony Barrett
Andy . to Ballantine Clinton and Senser
Nick . to hayeser, Evil Elvis, Jess, Rachel & new baby and all my loving family. I would like to dedicate this album
with great love and sadness to the memories of Wendy Rose & Barbara Tray Aleha ha Shalom
FuRThER INFo
Alli hodge . AFh Live . alli@afhlive.com