Dying Process

by Megazetor

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released December 19, 2008

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Megazetor has an aim to perform its music within progressive thrash/death metal in the highest quality and musical standards both live and in studio, with a unique sound and the intention to think as well as make others think through our music.

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Track Name: This is a Good Day to Wake
now i am here at the end of the ever-changing constant line
(with a) handful of the brightest matter and a monolith of time
pasts are flowing on my left and futures growing on my right
i'm suspended in light, trying to open my eyes

neurons
and nerves
have failed
to resusciate my scattered vision
one day i'll rise
and i won't fail again
i see clearly now
this is a good day
to wake

now i am here at the start of the everlasting procession
(at) the center of the interform and the margin of ascension
just a final step to fuse the core without delusion
and to finally forget the answers of all deciphered questions

neurons
and nerves
have failed
to resusciate my scattered vision
one day i'll rise
and i won't fail again
i see clearly now
this is a good day
to wake

(lead - PE, LK)

passing in time
my optic nerves have burnt out by light
fusing with the core
redemption i found

one day i'll rise
and i won't fail again
i see clearly now
this is a good day
to wake
Track Name: Interform
what will be your final thought before reaching the ground? what will you do when you
realize there's no way back to life anymore? your vision is so clouded.
you're getting old within a moment after your life's last bound and your
hair turns to grey before your lips could form and shout its bottom roar

you don't have permission to end your life
it's too precious to leave it behind
you must exploit the forthcoming time
for it's temporary and it's never enough

i have a dream that i hope i will be able to live. will i became
more than my current self or will i remain on this level? will i
die in my bed among pillows surrounded by my family and return
to the core in peace?

in fourty seconds insemination could come to fruition
in fourty minutes we could die on the stage or in a hospital bed
in fourty hours a new life can born by parturition
the interform changes fast so luxuriate it's every moment

without a rational reason to die - you don't have permission to end your life
distorted and fragmented but - it's too precious to leave it behind
make real your number is up - you must exploit the forthcoming time
relive the short periods - cause they're temporary and it's never enough

(lead - PE)

as you can see this is a happy song with a positive charged lyric. so drink and fuck
as many as you can. try everything that life drifts toward you. admire
the wonders at your feet and when you die with a smile than return
to the core in peace

in fourty seconds insemination could come to fruition
in fourty minutes we could die on the stage or in a hospital bed
in fourty hours a new life can born by parturition
we who are is but a stepping stone towards what we can become
Track Name: Ribcaged
strucked between the borders on the way down and down and deeper down before
the organic cave spat me out from herself to the constant line of all
then i squirmed in the placenta of divine incarnation with (my) half-brothers
our shape was still ethereal but our souls already knew denial

we were young when we died in our union
subliminal ethereal shades of another world filled with inner wars
with filmy eyed everyone cried who saw: my hybrid brothers were all rats

(lead - PE)

we tried to deny the force that wanted to bundle us into a form
of never-change. rotten intestines and the throw of it's semi-skin
will be our next dwelling. the hope to escape the unescapable
is so unreachable like the desire to live forever free

we were young when we died in our union
subliminal ethereal shades of another world filled with inner wars
with filmy eyed everyone cried who saw: my hybrid brothers were all dead

the Scattered One of the brightest matter
shapes me from a new-reborn
the endo-framework wants to flutter
Creation is barely stubborn

give me a sign
show me a sign
how to keep a rat alive?

strings explode by a sudden shockwave
as inducements fills their resting cells
rinds are flesh-arrays to grave
grow to cover this rat-shell!

give me a sign
show me a sign
how to be a rat alive?
to be a rat... alive?

the body-barrier is completed
to prevent me from the fulfillment
i am in the constant mouth
how can i crawl out?

give me a sign
show me a sign
how to sear a rat alive?
to sear a rat... alive?

how to sense the unsensible?
to feel the intangible?
i'm unable to touch what is untouchable
how to see the invisible?
to hear the inaudible?
i'm unable to write the indescribable
to reach the unreachable
to escape from the unescapable

subliminal ethereal shades of another world filled with inner wars
with filmy eyed everyone cried who saw: my hybrid body is a rat
Track Name: The Scattered One
this ferocious body is an animal one a scattered one
with festers on his skin he lives in his hole, watching, keeping an eye on his
small luminous abyss what strobes the strenghten senses of light
divorces his identity from physicality, raises cronic fear in his mind

distorted and fragmented
perplexedly downshifted
decomposed and assembled
immediately

he felt something told him to disappear
this is a way of retreat but he won't return even neither willfully so
his consciousness is far from the world and from himself
with haze on his eyes he shivers and smiles as his vision blurs and crumbles down

distorted and fragmented
perplexedly downshifted
decomposed and assembled
immediately
turned into a jinx
looked into his cell
and with pitiful glimpse
i watched my disoriented shell

moving from the base in space
slipping through the cave from grave
leaving my rib-made cage

turned into a jinx
looked into his cell
and with pitiful glimpse
i watched my disoriented shell
Track Name: Cause or Effect?
so many place i was
in so many times i lived
and i still search for
a meaning of tranquillity
what is this notion?
let's call it apathy
who's unaffected by the world
seems to be in harmony

the great self-control
means inner wars
when the inside constantly
clashes with the outside harm

to the next dimension - time has come to go!
this world is no longer what it used to be
maybe i will return

all the wars survived
and all that i left behind
was nothing just an appearance
that i tried to pass through
memories from life
left their knife-like mark
severing the chance of the
rememberance for the good

what i can't repress
that burst out emotions
everything was needless
this is the reason for my decay

to the next dimension - time has come to go!
this world is no longer what it used to be
maybe i will return
(when i forget everything what i've lost)
to an interform - time has come to transform!
disappearing is a way of retreat
maybe i won't return
i can't forget everything what i've lost

i stand here alone
facing my present
considering my life
what happened with me till now
all relatives (are) gone years ago
friends have returned to the core
why should i start again this
joyful and fearful life?
but no chance to rise
this is a different world
and i still don't know
what's the point of existence?

(lead - PE, LK, PE, LK)

so many place i was, in so many times i lived - but when you ask me
i can't answer this question that can be found 'till man can think
there is one more thing, don't believe it
i am dead and my own view is:
there is no reason for living yet
Track Name: The Traitor of Absence
i never will trust in answers of determined durations
i just ask from myself that how long we'll be here?
why do we live?
for nothing?
i see...

i never will lose this crotchet that i just want to reel the wheel
backwards to change the flow of time to where the core is still
to make things unmade
(but) for nothing?

i'm here, fresh in timelessness
hanging in the light of subliminal sequences
keep in mind: you are useless
i am the last hero, the traitor of absence

(lead - PE)

no one knows the end of the process

i never will understand the connections between actions
we live alone and we die alone we are the multiple crowd
why am i here?
for nothing!

i'm here, fresh in timelessness
hanging in the light of subliminal sequences
keep in mind: you are useless
i am the last hero, the tractor of absence :)
Track Name: Dying Process
slipping through an organic cave
the way in the cradle and out from the grave
gone between two worlds
as i head towards my destiny to survive the scourge

i sink deep inside me the process creates me
i know it's endless and i'm just a part of it

between elements and the soul
penetration cuts umbilical cord
circle closes itself and sums
all relived temporal short periods

upside down i hang in space, it's opened by a lance
the wound will regenerate, i bath in radiance
i crawl to the hole on my spine
i hope somebody will wait for me on the other side

between elements and soul
penetration cuts umbilical cord
circle closes itself and sums
the relived temporal short periods of dying process