FRACTAL UNIVERSE LYRICS

1. Oneiric Realisations

Opening horizon, sketching an ever-present temporality
I float upon the flickering surfaces of the atmosphere
Twisting scales of light apart through a silky curtain of vacuity
That shades with the curves of my crystal wings

Darker than nightfall
Burst the sun through heaven's vault
To wave the confused layers of bifacial realisations
To make ether as earthly as the blackening dawn

Aren't those curves mine?
Or did the morning mist mark these bounds to tear up my mind?
Is this moth's path just a fantastical line?
Or is my being but a piece of its mind?

Dream of mine
Piece of mind
Nightmare's blind
Sightless line

Fleet the heartbeats of a forever closed path
As disperse the last shreds of my oneiric hopes

Aren't those curves mine?
Or did the morning mist mark these bounds to tear up my mind?
Is this moth's path just a fantastical line?
Or is my being but a piece of its mind?

Dream of mine
Piece of mind

Truth, vicissitudes of soul and contingency
As many tears dropping within circles of causality

Am I that name? Or a thousand of dreams?
Rising and dying in a intangible parabola

2. Flashes Of Potentialities

Sanded pearls falling through the narrow neck of time
Thousands of paths are furtively opening before my steps
Splinter of a temporal incision healing in a heartbeat

And thus I stand on the edge of these fractal dilemmas

The luxuriant canopy of stillborn destinies
Twisted constellations with esoteric roots
Whence shall I write an indecipherable will with an unconscious hand

If my guiding star is one mid the milky way
My life wavers between the befallen and the unbefallen

And thus I stand on the edge of these fractal dilemmas
A mosaic of sorrow beneath those forbidden truths

Is this but the last shred of my unfulfilled dreams? Or the unfathomable fruit of a perception surreal by its omnipresence? My thoughts are coiling themselves up to drift along the meanders of time – as an ingenuous butterfly that would vanish into the oneiric spectrum of my bottomless sight...

Fading into the void's omnipresence
I shall carry the voices of nihilism

And thus I stand on the edge of these fractal dilemmas
A mosaic of sorrow beneath those forbidden...

3. Rising Oblivion

Truths are flickering at the rate of my steps' parallax
I gaze upon this sphere with an eye stranger to itself
Like a serpentine river curling its frozen coils up
Abysmal epicenter of our circular projections

The elusive modulations of the field of possibles
Shaped these ghosts with deformed masks – as real as fleeting
The Wight affixed its violence with a bewitched tongue
The evanescence of life carved into our flesh

Piercing through skin and choking bones
Its words became stratified in symbolic sediments
Eternity from the burning shivers of their existence
Human flimsiness' macrocosmic reflections

The elusive modulations of the field of possibles
Shaped these ghosts with deformed masks – as real as fleeting
The Wight affixed its violence with a bewitched tongue
The evanescence of life carved into our flesh

Harrowing shadows wriggling into a spiritual abyss
From a boundless might with unconscious moves

Whispering a disturbing future in the ear of a misty past
My soul is a constantly born-again oblivion

Newborn oblivion
Spirit's incision
Abyss of my soul
Dawn of damnation

4. A Reality To Foreclose

Dividing the atmosphere into a disconcerting jigsaw
Heaven's vault is splitting up along manifold broken lines
Every moist piece of untold history will fall apart
Boundless gloom of precedence-to-be – space pervades

Continental facets as projections of our unilateral sights
I stare at the wan caress of those artificial crystals

Scrolls of a manuscript truth
Opening to meaning to foreclose reality
Madness in the eye of the wise man

The fantastical relics of absence
Writing the meaningless to bring the present forth
Wisdom in the eye of the mad man

On Charon's trail sensed I the foul breath of the netherworld
Within themselves the Wight's words carry the harbingers of insanity

5. Masterpiece's Parallelism

The Earth's core is pulsating in a dull trance
My body has sunk its veins deep into the ground
I am the measure of a world that converges on death
Fleshless being drifting at the whim of tides

Reflection stays but the virtuality of a parallel mosaic
As heavens would face the netherworld
The matrix that crosses every artifact of our constellation

Eel of precedence-to-be wriggling within the seabed's cracks
That bends at the echoes of beats of existence
Torus of desire under the will of the atmosphere
Concentric spirals of choking incarnation

Reflection stays but the virtuality of a parallel mosaic
As heavens would face the netherworld
The matrix that crosses every artifact of our constellation

Orbital furrows of a fractal space deformed
Ballet of void revolving in insane arabesques

Caught into the labile tangents of a bubble-world
With the porous membrane of a blurred screen
Janus' silent supplications
My universe is naught but the paradox of an eternal return

Reflection stays but the virtuality of a parallel mosaic
As heavens would face the netherworld
The matrix that crosses every artifact of our constellation

And yet virtuality brings more than an ethereal moth's fantasy
The being of radical otherness
Madness is the masterpiece of humankind

6. Parabola Of Silence

Architecture of paroxysm
Paradoxical wombs of life

A single spark amongst the vacuity of gloom
That spreads its tentacular ramifications
To create a sphere of possibilities
Was it the realisations I dreamt about
Or did I spring from this oppressive allegory?

To divide the space-time with metaphorical blades

7. Madness' Arabesques

Leaning over the narrowing oblong
Of a generating experience
My ambivalent fortress
Like a sail in a sea of ramifications

A sharp-limbed figure is whispering
The muffled harmonics of a lunatic lullaby
Relics of absence that closed the Klein bottle
Upon itself

To seal these corporeal arabesques with metonymical incisions
Humanity has lift up the depths of madness' mark

Once doomed our hopes of remembrance
From the sporadic preachings of a bewitched tongue
How could I reach a path that lays still in another voice?
I bear the tumbledown architecture of the inconceivable

Being and nothingness
Torus of desire
Vacuity of existence
We starve for salvation

To seal these corporeal arabesques with metonymical incisions
Humanity has lift up the depths of madness' mark

8. Architectural Aberrations

Birth-chained by the radical otherness
Of a prophetic word
The paroxysmal remnants of shredded wombs
Have merged into a contourless cytoplasm

Swarming humankind – countless ramifications
A plasma of probabilistic chaos to link our realisations

The untold history
Of an unanimous masterpiece
That used to creep from one to the other
To thence settle in stratifying foundations

Swarming humankind – countless ramifications
A plasma of probabilistic chaos to link our realisations
Divided into a thousand of singular jigsaw pieces
We developed an architectural sense of aberration

A core of denial

For the ever-unbefallen universal
As the moody porosity of a diseased membrane
Pushing its achievements away

9. Fundamental Dividing Principle

For fear of a bifacial contamination
Janus' paradox in front of our unspoken works

They forged again the hypocritical links of an imperfect symmetry
With the prospect of a growing swarm of perplexity

Passing the blade edge of allegorical otherness
Over the unfulfilled promises of a salutary emotion

And thus I am the bastard child of this self-maddening chaos
And this matrix reflection that pierced through our universal flesh

The unquenchable greed for a deadly utopia
Has twisted the silky curtains of our existential potentialities
From the egotist canopy to a desire yet to come
We are the cynical heirs of a fundamental dividing principle

10. Chiasmus Of The Damned

At the end of this archaic dividing process
Cynical puppet under the heavenly leer of invisible figures
Waver I between the will to power and the chiasmus of oblivion

Life stays now just a spark
Guttering under changing...

Winds of the endless greed for an Utopian promise
That fathered this nameless creature – fantastical reality

Thrusting its fertile tentacles
To reach the heart of our dreams – tainted from now on

The countless arabesques of hallowed scrolls
Became incarnated from the un couscious parallax of might
Human obscurantism near madness' transcendence

Life stays now just a spark
Guttering under changing winds

The endless greed for an Utopian promise
Has fathered this nameless creature – fantastical reality

As the reckless heirs of cannibalistic injunctions
Rotted from within since the gnawing maggots of consumerism

I mourn our children that will never come into the world







FRACTAL UNIVERSE LYRICS