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Gojira - Space Time

“I fix my attention on this ball
Spinning round inside of me, deep inside
Revolving conscious planet
On an axis around this star
By the light

And the black holes in the vault of heaven
Make me wonder, wonder why
How matter can disappear
Are there doors in this wall to reach the light
From time and space
Now I see those mounts of fear
Feel the weight of nonsense killing simplicity
I can touch this wind of night
That erases our light and makes us paranoiac
But my legs are now so tired
Climbing all alone, all space, and all the time
So I fix my attention now
On this perfect planet revolving around this star
And the sun, it seems so close
I can touch the heat of presence and I know…
I can see this monster light
That embraces those notions : space and time

The black holes in the sky, I ask the reasons why
Light blackened? Door opened?
Swim back time, door giving entrance to
Supernova as only light
Meet the earth and all the stars
The entrance, the essence, supply us

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Gojira - Lizard Skin

“I reserve myself the right to protect, I
From intenions around,
I see a thousand faces
In no one but myself I trust
I don’t get love or care from this world of pain
Made my skin turn to stone
Bending under this load, I fall, and my skin is…

My fall accelerates with the weight
Soon I’ll be underworld
Surving radiations, not for long,
And I’m burning

Raging storm deep inside,
Unsuspected misery
Someone has betrayed my trust
Attempted suicide
My nerves tensed, hardened my skin becomes
But I give my horse it’s head, I’ll overcome
Come, meet, under my lizard skin

I research the way to cleave through the air
My attention span is too short
My envelope is too tight now
And my skin is…”

Atlas Sound - Terra Incognita

Terra Incognita - Atlas Sound 

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Atlas Sound // Terra Incognita

I know a place called love
No one bothered me there, no I was all alone

“I don't know how long I stayed in that particular place my poor memory is not a chronometer nor a movie camera nor a phonograph nor any other sort of finely tuned machine. It's more like nature with holes empty spaces hidden nooks and crannies with rivers that trickle away so that you can never dip your foot in the same water twice and with patches of light and darkness. ”

Raymond Queneau

[light, again and again]

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