All Lyrics by John Gillanders


Eschatology (2004) - Incommunicado

Infant equations countless permutations; a lifeline of old ideas to cling to while navigating through this exit wound; Misinterpreting lies, the hoi palloi conspires from such a limited frame of reference. Their jurisdiction bends to kill subversive trends. They’ll just make up some laws and arrest you. Make sure we all compete; compassion’s obsolete. Pray to your god in an empty gesture. Incommunicado screams the grand commander, hurling instructions no one can perceive. Exorbitance becomes the social standard. Billions of morons wanting to be deceived; you know they’re caught in a cycle, but you want to believe the idiots around you are never gonna breed. Create an endless stockpile of genetic waste who draw consensus from a one sided debate. They’ll liberate you from your sense of control. You’ll live your life out drunk on mindless chemicals. As you walk in your dreams there’s an unsettling calm. No time to ask yourself which side you’re on. Negative and positive converge in a vapor form. The entire concept of self transforms. Inescapable conclusions can’t be mentioned yet we drift into this parallel dementia; half of consciousness defies all comprehension ideas demonized enhance these limitations. Entire fields of perception shot out in an explosion of sprawling psychic vistas and fourth dimensional shape shifting tenements; entire fields of perception at our unconscious command. Just concentrate on the cyborg athletes please entertain us with your feats of strength; exert your dominance internationally; a pissing contest of indeterminate length. Create an endless stockpile of genetic waste who draw consensus from a one sided debate. They’ll liberate you from your sense of control. You’ll live your life out drunk on mindless chemicals. Thought control through constant repetition and you won’t resist because you’ve been conditioned. Half of consciousness defies all comprehension; ideas demonized enhance these limitations. There’s nowhere else to go; Stupidity black hole.

Eschatology (2004) - Platahedron

Mutiny in the machinery and covert action; binge and purge this ancient demi-urge the new regime’s diversionary tactics; incapacitated actors; nepotism’s benefactors. Push the pedal to the floor; facilitate the power whores; force fed factoids like the divine word; sequestered ideas scream like a dying nerve. Inconsistencies concurrent with fake democracy the line blurs. Neurotoxins leave plausible deniability but you heard that you could trust an honest face. They all know we’re half awake. Live in fear, consume don’t ask why we form inside the wound. The one’s with authority assume the radical instinct dies too soon. Keep believing in reckless breeding. Inundated masses their stratagem; lost in mental traction and complacent; lucid recollection is quarantined feed this predilection to stupidity. Deconstruct your nervous system reprogram your ordered life. Phantasmal war of the mind replete with thought police; the population’s blind; the answers out of reach; beneath this thick veneer an iridescent glow; thunderous voice recanting everything we know; our disingenious operation. Force fed factoids like the divine word; sequestered ideas scream like a dying nerve; isolated in this decompression chamber; clinging tightly to this ever present anger; slipping into deeper psychotic states; closing mental window re-dilates. Tactical repression hides our secret lives. Insincere and no one tries to unlock their minds. We just get force fed this psycho-somatic illness; raised from birth to worship glorified mass murderers. Invasion from the fourth dimension rain your cosmic intervention down. Deconstruct you nervous system; reprogram your ordered life. Beneath this thick veneer an iridescent glow; thunderous voice recanting everything we know; our disingenious operation; miniscule minds; but everyone’s enraptured.

Eschatology (2004) - The Parasites Are Always Right

A miniscule sensory memory, displaced through time; a screaming incomplete conception that you could never find. Here in these tangled organs you found a quiet place to hide. But since you’ve gone incognito the parasites are always right. ‘cause she can slow your breathing. And then she’ll quicken you pulse. But when you think of leaving you start to convulse. Draw your life on tracing paper with intersecting lines. Repeat this affirmation for the millionth time. Contract this new contagion when you feel like you’re always right. Question your relentless persistence ‘cause you know it’s and endless fight. Her infinite transgressions feed your corrupted mind. You’ll fixate on instant gratification until the end of time. Just give in to confusion with a stupid look on your face. Knowing you’ve lived a billion times before but your memory gets erased. Itemize your intellect for a faster acting placebo effect. Build a cage with expanding walls to inflate the ego that you protect. Her infinite transgressions feed your corrupted mind. You’ll fixate on instant gratification till the day you die.

Eschatology (2004) - The Invisible Landscape

We think in concrete and not elastic and seldom see through mind control tactics. Intensify this avarice. What do we wait for? Living out these shallow fantasies we don’t even try to remember the phantom images we know we’ve seen with out eyes closed. We separate from the roles we’re acting like suspended animation. It’s more than life like; an unlimited range of motion. We tolerate more while time is passing: thanatophobic sleepless tendencies. I can see the eyes but not the wiring; Tremors in the throes of passion muscles twitching in unison, the obscured interests of the invisible landscape. This road that we traverse compelled by an invisible curse. Where’s the re-write? Where’s the soul? We’re chasing a landslide out of control. Intercept the other side. Lift these sanctions from ourselves, free us from this empty hell. Our perception’s incomplete leading us to self defeat. Chasing our own disregard; picking apart mental scars; Turn our interests to decay; violence in the games we play. It’s what we’re here for; a sworn allegiance to incompetence; we drug our consciences in self-defense. It seems like the best solution. Coddling the status quo. Clinging to the roads we know. Overtly marketable sensations someday will fade away. But will the Christians say we put our faith in nothing? Cancerous and unaware salt these wounds feel so austere. Our sacred brain trust; nobody cares where it’s leading us. Dug into forbidden zones infiltrated in our homes. Achilles heel of the style over substance generation’s robot infantry is belief!

Eschatology (2004) - Manufactured Consent

Perverse ingenuity with the requisite absence of guilt; subhuman eugenic creations with crumbling ideas to build; lurid incurables; indignity lust overkill; superiority complex delusions amnesia from the afterlife plagues us still. The power whores, shockingly arrogant and yearning for more crusade imperatives. Rhetorical devolution creates heritable unquestioned assumption. Waiting to see the calm beneath this cacophony. Irritable and longing to free society from the primal disease we manufacture. Patience is a detested virtue. Brain regression; inherited entitlement; reform the cranial infrastructure. Assimilation; ignore the questions; exasperate a growing atrocity. Manufactured consent; coercive broadcasts with alarmist intent. Impropriety operating principle foretells the dilettante’s predestination. The one’s with nothing to say. The one’s they put on T.V.. Disinformation; unnecessary incarcerations premeditated patterned oppression; cowardly dishonesty transforming me ‘cause we believe in infinite stupidity; operation enduring imperialism justifying indiscriminant misanthropy; we’re not the master race. Our hope is diminishing. Crowding the vacant space with our unwanted progeny. Illusion of independent entities; systematic psycho-social defects.

Eschatology (2004) - Magnetic Resonance Imaging

Encrypted, by dissenting factions. The world proceeds unharmed around me, encased in chromium machines, expanding. Self-generated paranoia reproduced in triplicate; the severing from a vagrant corpse; the final impact nonexistent remorse. Conformity was nothing more than a reckless pattern replicating. Feeling empty on a journey to the center of an unknown fever core. Invisible energies envelope my gray matter and spit out pertinent information interpreted by a panel of experts unidentifiable to our helpless protagonist. Their verdict will be taken on faith this time. Clinging tightly to a splintering rope coerced detachment brings a sense of hope. Out of body in the depths of space; a distant origin I could never trace. To live inside this self doubt again. Electric prophecies could spell the end. My distant future lives outside of time where I won’t feel this isolation. Will I succumb to uptight instincts thick organic hype? Have I begun to accelerate descending through an endless night? Will I succumb to blindfold walking through a trance again? Have I begun to make these impulses my closest friend? This paralytic intimidation; these voices relay a plane distortion; new quotients, the secret depths of the ocean; new victims, now everyone’s afflicted; these convictions relapsing into fiction; release me. Drop the causeway inwardly; guess it’s all I know. Set the information free but you can’t control perpetual artistry; a relentless flow. Can’t believe in anything guess that’s the line we tow. Unknown realms that we’ll never see ‘cause we vibrate to slow; this cataclysmic recalculation; dissenting factions deemed innocuous; nascent relief from trepidation; penetration through the outer crust; anthropocentric perspective; the sworn allegiance and the faith in man; are these ideas defective when these machines help me breath again? This organism’s new outgrowth; a fake obstruction in the quest for truth.

Eschatology (2004) - Worthington’s Law

Inaccessible eyes for translucent entities; Are we living a lie? This inarticulate monotony; condescending tedium; meticulous catastrophes; generic genetics; insurmountable absurdities; hyper-conventional innate archetypes; the ranking monkey in our sub-conscious minds. Transcendent but elusive; interior intelligence; Take control rewire your brain, persist inside this conundrum paradigm. Negative expectancy becomes dignified. Out on the astral plane we’ll all look back ashamed. Unlimited disillusioned embellishments; neuro-chemical molecular agitation; arrhythmic derision; distrusted death simulations; disembodied erotomania; psychic disorientation; obsessive profit maximization; a sick facsimile inadequate mirage, our lives. Release the psycho linguistic deities; fractured illusions in a state of disrepair. A layer of meaning is lost leaving a caricature of a caricature. Cultivated distress beneath the rubble of our excess; out on the astral plane we’ll all look back ashamed. Interchangeable belligerent episodes; retroactive empathy; anthropomorphized coherent narratives; insufficient potent ambivalence; transmigration from the cages where we hide just to escape this conundrum paradigm.

Eschatology (2004) - Destroy Something Beautiful

The evolution of mankind entrenched in a prophesy of dynamic discord; found dead in the sounds of a screeching halt. Countless throngs of malnourished reproductive practitioners fighting for the chance to re-align themselves with the promise of patterned behavior. Are there real questions housed beneath this configuration of confusion? Could a lie detector forecast the feel of ripping flesh? New substrata disentangling this deformation; their microcosm never sleeps; contamination of a reverent vernacular; insidious illusion consecrated elegantly; the sacred entrails fall out lost in the pulsating sound. Amusing mimicry; confounded verbiage; swallow and sever this irrelevant dichotomy; the depossessed cosmos’s new colossal monolith; compliant confiscated massacre; disrupted magistrates; exonerated perjury; inescapable perfunctory eradication; intentional barricades; impromptu referendums; transparent detonation; phosphorescent cadavers; abused reconnaissance; brand new contingencies to fight this war of urges; Conglomerate containment commandeered sovereignty; detachment revolution underselling insurrection; bio-corrosive capacity; duplicitous diplomacy; there is no panacea. Spasmodically enraptured by histrionic endeavors; convulsant puppetry; microencapsulated psychotomimetic times; drowning in fabrication; despondent metastasized benignimizers; splintering social thread; overt insinuations; no concern for the taint in the bloodline; incalculable upheaval; there is no panacea.

Hypnopedia (2006) - Let the Coltan Flow

This chaos precedes cognition
Perceptual plane interference
Treading water through some vacant memories
Reconstructing rituals from a transplanted authority
Beneath it all there’s nothing linear
Destroying neurons to help tolerate
The endless procession of high definition brutality
Temporal malfunctions could open the floodgates and level us all
Incomplete resignation lost in a cycle of dependency
Killing time more often
Killing time more effectively
Synthetic aneurysms lost in space
Segmented mechanisms disarranged
Immersed in paranoia
Elliptical velocities erecting the cadence of time
Subjective evidence reverse engineering the overmind
The evolution of rudimentary thought requires a disinhibiting stimulus
Intake specifics from a holographic world
They’ll be no suspension of disbelief
Fly
Organic incandescent light
Can’t trace the origins of dysfunction
When anamnesis comes, if anamnesis comes
Expect this resignation
Numb cognition, numb cognition, numb cognition
Perceptual limitations taken as a sign
Trajectory of the masses emanates inside
Imperceptible plague resistance
Assumed immunity

Hypnopedia (2006) - Stimutacs

Is transcendence justified or a subjective luxuriance?
This incoherent terminology
Relates in complex metaphors
Devise a lexicon of abstract incantations
Then navigate to the source
Try not to get so mortified by this ascendancy of ignorance
Just suspend astonishment when the spectacle breeds
Embryonic insurgents divided and in solitude
Destined to rid reality of these irrational parameters
Destroy the disease
Transform the pathogen
Sub moronic species
Redemption seldom seems like an option
Transparanoia has taken our heads
Primitive instincts are winning again
So addicted to this infantile game
Overtly controlled by a culture of shame
Running away, keep running away
Sobriety is overrated
Running away keep, running away
These chemicals were destined to meet you
Tie these electrodes to the master spine
Convulsant shock therapy
Just keep on waging the war against death
Exploit the poor ‘til there’s no money left

Hypnopedia (2006) - Beer and Circuses

Accentuate inadequacies
Deep in the heart of the swarm
Arcane cataclysms writhing and deformed
Transcendent appendage deemed
A worthless mechanism
Once the commodity trance sets in
They never sleep the same again
The self-destructive delirium springs forth from a flawed ideology
Mind numbing intoxicants
Control demystified
Yearning for omnipotence
Intellect override
Where is the resistance?
Lost in a hypnotic bliss
Hopeless and disillusioned by the growing bureaucracy
Imminent annihilation
Controls the airwaves each night
Escape through inebriation
The only rational way to deal with the unrelenting boredom that comes from modern existence
Who’s in charge of the show?
Subconscious denizens
What’s the plot, doesn’t anyone know?
Incomprehensible
Moron proliferation, new vacant minds to subjugate
Not evolving, not evolving at all
Progress undetected
Bow at the alter of the commerce messiah
The god of beer and circuses
Enslaved by the dominator drug
Spreading the incompetence
But this empire’s ephemeral ‘cause we’re a cancerous mess
And when the walls of flesh break down
We won’t remember how to lie

Hypnopedia (2006) - One Big Worm

Traditions
Atrophied skepticism
Disconcerting affiliations
Suspicious deficiencies
Bored and in line for posthumous roles
When the odyssey turns intangible
Elaborate diversions
To hide a larger pattern of neglect
A structural disturbance
Meandering Compulsion
Plebeians hinder the inquisition
Analysis tainted by automatons
Re-write laws of the infestation
Describe something that’s indescribable
Luminous truth seems inconsequential
Fame adoration more integral
Their audacity’s undermined
When the subordinates fall in line
Revert to the addict pathos
Cycles disintegrate with time
Let them die
Obsessive tendencies subside
As if by design
Despite pervasive miscalculations

Hypnopedia (2006) - Otherwhere

Alone, in exile
Looking preoccupied
Dethroned, afflicted
Bored by the world outside
Waging impractical debates with amnesia’s dignitaries
They ask “When you lose control of everything do you feel infallible or incomplete?’
They think in digitized syntactic integers
Phantasmagoric oscillations penetrate your lucid dreams
So few investigate our extravagant design
Contemptuous excursions into subservience
Degrading Vocations
Creating anhedonia
Effective coercion
Magnified abnormalities
Dawn the slave’s shamed countenance
This strange attraction
Feels so maniacal
Deranged encounters
Leaving you so enthralled
We’re here when you migrate home in your sleep
Dormant but infallible anomalies
Your drunken dissertation on anti-humanism fell on deaf ears
The convoluted logic of societal conformity rendered it inaudible
Seeking alienation’s pinnacle

Hypnopedia (2006) - I'm Not, Not Licking Toads

A subcutaneous society reconfigures words
A blinding light enigma envelops the red pulsating world
The strategy’s unidentifiable
Emotions deadened by these altered senses
Carefully extrapolating a deep subconscious will
Lost thoughts evaporating but resonating still
Treasures are hiding so vacate this arrogant cave
The stench of sickness subsides but the visions remain mutating
Pixilated images mirroring the unreal
Airborne intangibles swirling at psionic speeds
Floating skyward in slow motion, just pretend that they’re not watching
Here in close proximity to the great divide
Receive a backwards image feed while dimensions realign
Falling into new pretensions just to stay awake
Screaming for an intervention telepathically
An archaic recurrence of Toltec sorcery
The beckoning illumination of chemical reprieve
Shredding a whole through the fabric of reality
Erasing the innocence at secret depths
The dislocating flesh repents
Channeling light from the center of the galaxy
Perception’s a blatant flaw
When torn asunder
A miniscule approximation
You’ll see how wrong you were in the afterlife
We’ll celebrate when you die

Hypnopedia (2006) - Autumn on the Empire

Disenfranchise the whole world
Ignite the moron revolution
Narrow minded, homophobic
Unite the nation with your syndicate of fear
The worst regime of our times
Manipulate the weak minds
Cripple them with brilliant propaganda
Infiltrate, conquer, the divide
I know you think that the future’s just a myth
That the chosen few will vanish into thin air on judgment day
Convince the multitude that life’s a precious gift
But only if you live a certain way
You’re just a mindless pawn
Demonic infantry
The way you silence the voice of reason
And make it sound like cynical dissent
I can tell you think there’ll be no repercussions
So keep increasing your karmic debt
You’ll reincarnate as the people you’ve exploited
One by one straight down the line
All of the soldiers who’ve died
All the women and children bombed in their sleep
But you’ll still cling to your pride
Your persistent egomania will shatter slowly
Fiery perdition-You’ll get yours
Watch who you piss on ‘cause-You’ll get yours
Bloated Egos
More than half the world wants you dead
You’re great at making enemies
And now we’ve got a price on our heads
We’ve got so many enemies
There’re forces that you can’t control
But you think we’re divinely protected
Live in fear ‘cause they’re gonna come for you
Judgment’s near
Forcible sodomy-You can’t hide
Enjoy perdition
They’ll rape your burning hide

Hypnopedia (2006) - Bukkake Pandemic

Painful addictions come from shameful indoctrination
The tide begins to wane revealing deception
Ending the waking dream, dissemination comes
Reprogramming cosmology
The pandemic spreads in the depths of sleep
Burning the insignia of inner peace
Mercurial de-conditioning
Splintered into tiny fragments
Longing for the re-attachment
Strengthened by the separation
Celestial reintegration
Even the smallest particles of protoplasm
Gyrate by the principles of a unified motion
All the misfiring synapses reveal a lost topography
Reclaim the memories lost in sleep
Shed this inanimate machine
Achieve escape velocity
It’s the theta frequencies that everyone’s searching for
But religious philosophy keeps propagating war
Bound by these shackles while awake
Frustrated by the flesh restraints
Searching for theta frequencies

Hypnopedia (2006) - Enron Hubbard

Primordial manipulation plagued his childhood
Slave to a dogmatic religion
He just ignored his soul
Based his existence on the present
The future will never come
Somnambulent as he lived out his days
Constructing a stronghold of intricate lies
The inner wall was impenetrable
The tentacles of hyper-greed infect his shallow mind
Here lies the king of the insects
Our most self-indulgent specimen has died
A trail of shattered lives were justified to feed his sprawling ego
The thought of broader consequences, ignored until his dying days
The idea seemed improbable in its simplicity
Doomsday schematics that shape the plutocracy
The most aggressive predatory instincts
Will reap the spoils of exploitation
Popular consumerism unquestioned
Such a destructive mentality out of control
Even the king of the insects still dies