1. |
Stasis
03:51
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In a chamber in stasis
Possible futures and placements
Past embraces changes
Settle for strangeness
In this meta zone
Like withdrawal from methadone
I sweat and suffer alone
There is no guidance, basis
For the globe spinning below
The energies on tow
The spiralling of chaos,
The loss in eyes I know
Several days I've known
Since I first saw my clone
Breathing like I breathe
And knowing I know must go
The sun's can now rise
Patterns in nature can survive
Torments of the world I lost
I see screaming yet I am so blind
No power no force no fire
No strength no courage or desire
Wild winds blow from far
I have to see how I perspired
Within the most high selection
Splitting my mind into sections
The mission I think I can't complete
Yet they need me, and my protection
Yet I know my limits in this field
Once saw the stars were revealed
Had clarity of mind and knew
Stasis wasn't certain, there was no shield
In a ship like a tomb
Caverns, and these catacombs
Must find ways to scatter soon
For I escape, and shatter moons
They sent this mission, give those orders
Find ways to abolish, with mortars
Just us mortals, marching forward
I know the truth seen in those lost runes
This chamber, seen better days
Given the antidote and medical aid
Yet it still smells like death
Can barely recognise my own face
I put so much time into this vessel
Thinking foolishly I was special
I was just one of many souls
Another burnt idea, fallen off like petals
In a scorched world no light
Lost all we loved trying to fight
And with this launch we are gone
Waving goodbye, tears in our eyes
So I'm here, on course to terraform
Pass back signals and what I've learnt
Only compass my own clone
Says nothing, silent, my copy looks forlorn
Born from great hardship
I have agreed to these overlords and masters
Do their bidding, why I feel so lost
I know it's fruitless, it can't be bartered
This is uncharted, new terrain
See lights flashing I feel deep pain
In a tiny vessel shooting through space
In a period of stasis, wondering when I'll know happiness again
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2. |
Meticulous
03:25
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The attention to small pieces,
Built in rubble of a thesis,
A colosseum of oceans,
Figments being defeated,
Suffrage, commitment,
Treating wounds not symptoms,
No change ever possible,
Unless you change conditions,
Find a method delve deeper,
Beyond external features,
Simple isn't always less,
Defining the pathway of ether,
Of the script and the preacher,
The serpent and the teacher,
The sentient beings we know,
Or forgotten places with healers.
The serpent, the teacher
The script, the ether
The finding of the preacher
The finding of the preacher
Meticulous,
All meticulous
The passages of the ages
The cremation of lost pages,
Mining the depths of old souls
Knowing treacherous places,
A meticulous exploration,
Not knowing positions I'm placed in,
Several times seeking forgiveness,
From repercussions of being vacant,
Energies rise, fall in unison,
The end soon to come,
The past never stays that way,
New moons and then new suns,
Giving less than what was taken,
From those so ancient,
Misplaced in messages,
Several millennia past, now outdated
New moons and suns taken
Shit was vacant, messages replaced and outdated
Meticulous
All meticulous
Knowing can never be sacred
What's owned is always fading
Misguided, I see steps to climb
Still grazed, and so abrasive
Meticulous, knowing clarity
Succumb to instincts of vanity
Sensing a need to find fault
To barely escape my own reality
Finding a search with depth
Oceanic templates find breath
Lost in far reaches, searching
Not knowing where lies step
Never realising this pattern
Semantic schemes can flatten
Echoes and archivist's lay dormant
Circular, ethereal, like rings on Saturn
Circular, ethereal, like rings on Saturn
Rings on Saturn
Meticulous
All meticulous
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3. |
Laws Of The Dance
03:52
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The laws of the dance get dirty
No one ever comes out clean
The riddems and drumming, the drugs and the rhythm
Nothing left no prestige
Wide eyed illustrious, giving the message
Passed down from kings to peasants
The murders and killers, the plots and the rivers
That float with blood downstream
This is the loss where fire lights
Incredible pages in maps we fight
The wisdom and clarity, the world in disparity
Ending of it all, nothing bright
The physical healing required
When we explored movement and perspired
The living and dying, the limits of lying
Leaving us sat lost, weary and tired
Laws of the dance, battered in trance
Giving in light, letting out dark
The rules of the night, patterns insight
The dangers of mystics finding a spark
We needed the messages take them inside
This is a story of when energies rise
Wings taking flight, given such life
The lostness off love, the dancing and hype
Surrounded by flames, we now see
The burning residues of belief
The world and its dread, the planet a mess
We thought it was there, but we're not free
Inescapable sense of terror
Whatever happens, we stay together
The only way forward, through motion
Through storms, gales and heavy weather
The laws of the dance get savage
Shanty towns, all the way to the palace
The burials and rituals, the bone and the sinew
The hatred, the fear, anger and malice
Turning away from battle, to find soul
No more blood, seeking control
The prophets make profits, the rich have no loss
Edge towards myth, and run to patrol
Lost in the ages, dawns with wise sages
A call to arm no answer in those pages
The slaying and praying, the shaking and swaying
The shields and swords, lay down in the ages
The first ones lost, we pay tribute to in dance
At the dawns of the morning, we run fast
We give the signs, in temples so bright
Rip through their torso, and then advance
Laws of the dance, mash up tings fast
Chaos in cities and terror advance
This is the message given to medics
Don't bother, life left here is so sparse
Look for protection, not found
Search for hope, no sound
Given the wild lies they told us
We know, the end is coming around
The dance is a metaphor not said before
It settles scores, and deads the hoards
The blaming the hating, the death and creation
Living with loss we know cos we seen it before
Killing in fields, dancing in graves,
Worshipping the older messages and ways
Laws of the dance are written, so ancient
We now step on the past, in dance-floors in a haze
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4. |
Re-View
03:34
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The erstwhile figments of this re-view
Time over we now to reboot
Any chance to start over and redo
Pull up a chair watch, take a pew
The erstwhile figments of this re-view
Time over we now to reboot
Any chance to start over and redo
Pull up a chair watch, take a pew
The newest of traces
Re-view of old places
The sanctum I seek to find
Where energies aren't burnt but are created
Spread across endless acres
Tantalizingly close to being faded
But holding on somehow
In the long haul, not sprints and races
Yearning for phases, out the norm
Medicine taken sublimate life that's born
When time comes, it seems to crawl
Whatever shall rise, will then fall
But be still, calm, collect thought
Instill methods to gauge and report
On what it was before I knew
When pacing up and down these old halls
What it was before I knew
When pacing up and down these old halls
These old halls
The erstwhile figments of this re-view
Time over we now to reboot
Any chance to start over and redo
Pull up a chair watch, take a pew
The erstwhile figments of this re-view
Time over we now to reboot
Any chance to start over and redo
Pull up a chair watch, take a pew
Re-view the past as if it were possible
To see it as presenting no obstacle
The facts versus the phantasy
Can't speak in language so logical
Been a hindrance, to say the least
Never quite conquered that beast
Pressure building on top of pressure
Saving energies for the final feast
What's required? But to perspire
Learn from the ashes in the fire
Bodies of truth stacked in abundance
If I'm honest, I find it hard not to admire
This passion and constant strife
That's found in jewels in life
In the pits at the bottom of the world,
Where I know I'll find truth buried in lies
In the pits at the bottom of the world,
Where I know I'll find truth buried in lies
The erstwhile figments of this re-view
Time over we now to reboot
Any chance to start over and redo
Pull up a chair watch, take a pew
The erstwhile figments of this re-view
Time over we now to reboot
Any chance to start over and redo
Pull up a chair watch, take a pew
The only space left unexpanded
When vessels internally landed
Causing ripples infinite as time itself
Lonely, isolated, abandoned
No promises given nothing forgiven
Capacity of lost wisdom, oceans swimming
The middle of war and peace, we suffocate
Basis for heart beat, circadian rhythm
Need to venture past the precipice
The face of threat, wild elements
Savage terrain no comfort under foot
Could the reason be known in sediment
Maybe not, the causation left to rot
Swollen land mass at every cost
What we took we never replace
Now the remnants are covered in moss
Covered in moss
Covered in moss
The erstwhile figments of this re-view
Time over we now to reboot
Any chance to start over and redo
Pull up a chair watch, take a pew
The erstwhile figments of this re-view
Time over we now to reboot
Any chance to start over and redo
Pull up a chair watch, take a pew
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5. |
Ortavia
03:14
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The words I can't find to describe
A presence of beauty entwined
In the split seconds of ecstasy
At points it's like I'm along for the ride
Energies can rise, and shimmer
I gave into the planets, how they configured
Saw new dawns, noticed lights flickered
What was the worth in ever being so bitter
The journey not the destination
Isn't that what people start saying
All I know is I sometimes need guidance
To find meaning in it all, start sailing
On a ship built to survive the waves
To forge the inner praise
To instill my own beliefs
Resolution for former torn and broken days
Resolution for former torn and broken days
Broken days
I designed a new configuration
Little by little, pieces found placement
In the split seconds of ecstacy
I realised what it was I'd been chasing
The sequence of events now crystal
Clear in my mind, choice was simple
What was the worth in ever being so bitter
Never knowing moments could be blissful
The truth not the expectation
The balancing act, learn patience
I never knew I could do the latter
Always thought everything needed saving
Sometimes I needed guidance and repair
Built a vessel to sail away from despair
To find wisdom and courage
Resolution for the future, knowing it's right there
Resolution for the future, knowing it's right there
It's right there
I forged a life, I carved it out of stone
Wrestled with inner demons, found hope
In the most terrible moments
Saw the bottom of the barrel, stayed afloat
Somehow, somewhere, there's always clarity
When it feels meaningless, it's just polarity
A spectrum, two sides of the same coin
Only ever a few minutes away from insanity
Never knowing what could appear
Out of the smog and mist I see clear
What was the worth in ever being so bitter
Lost power at points but still knew how to steer
Away from rocks, the swelling tides
I built methods and learnt to survive
I found peace, structure and serenity
Resolution for what was lost, as times subsides
Resolution for what was lost, as times subsides
Time subsides
Resolution for what was lost, as times subsides
Time subsides
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6. |
Glass Jaw
03:33
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Broken pieces left in shards
Distorted, scattered no sparks
Lost off world in the ether
Disappearing with the last
Chance to see new function
Callous cold no substance
With everything I could muster
Before the self combustion
Like flares in dark night skies
I stay sharp bright eyed
Calamity like a friend
Well hidden and in disguise
Until demise of the scriptures
These victim's no fixtures
I lamented my woes
Gave way to past pictures
I lamented my woes
Gave way to past pictures
To past pictures
Glass temples lost palace
Covered by rubble no chalice
Lost off world with no features
Wind blows, rain lashes so savage
The faintest motion sparks desires
For turbulence and bright fires
Crossed to the path for justice
Seeing symmetry in dawn choirs
Calling in the wild, for forces
In my blood history courses
Chariots and night riders
In the mist, on their horses
Settling for space where none remains
The weary eyes of the dead in graves
Glass jaws, so fragile
Seeking pleasure, only finding pain
Glass jaws, so fragile
Seeking pleasure, only finding pain
Only finding pain
This is the remaining covenant
Boarded on the mothership
Searched for guidance and hope
No signals, no coverage
An air of mystery and suffrage
I thought I wasn't puzzled with
The notion of lost vigil's
Yet I'm lost in moment's of nothingness
Wild places hold sway on my soul
I yearn for the openness, to be bold
Drawn to the oceans like a moth to a flame
Doesn't matter if the depths are freezing cold
The point of light and dark I always remember
The space between love and loss so tender
The fragility of moments so vacant
Etched into memories forever
The fragility of moments so vacant
Etched into memories forever
Etched into memories forever
Forever
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7. |
Euphoric Chaos
03:44
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In these little moments of calm
Zen like state I'm disarmed
Fragile and discordant
In the chaos, sound the alarm
Finding harm, disguised
A siege of days and night
A bridge over this troubled water
So many instances I heard lies
The feeling became euphoric
The more I found time allotted
The more I saw motion in life
Yelled over voices saying stop it
Broke my promise, shattered speech
The empty corners of the mind I seek
Wasting away without the vibrancy
Still I never missed a beat
On it each time it came calling
When oceans subsided I was mooring
Any location with precious resources
Knew casualties would be appalling
Diminished returns, vessel's that burnt
Curtailed freedom, cities never learnt
From mistakes made before they rose
Now they can't see, no one observes
Broken pieces of a mirror abandoned
Loss of it all seems standard
Euphoric chaos, the only stability
Marooned on rocks, where I've landed
Never seeing what I'd known
Or capable of locating a home
Not understanding what could last
Or what might disintegrate, be left deep below
What might disintegrate, be left deep below
What might disintegrate, be left deep below
What might disintegrate, or be left deep below
Left deep below, left deep below
In the smallest of crawl spaces
The mind limited to what's adjacent
I've always needed movement
And layers of containment
Several times passed without witness
Conflicting ideals I thought were simplest
Never that way it couldn't
Be the change I needed, not in my interest
The known feeling, dread
Anxiety in every breath
Waiting for calm breeze to blow,
My head,a tangled web and mess
Searching for some clarity
The closest I get, modified polarity
Never one thing or the other
Never contented, never normality
Shakespearean tragedy, befell
Modified to exist in this spell
Euphoric chaos ensues my world
I wanted to but couldn't tell
The truth to finding a tapestry
Not depicting savagery
Never knowing this kingdom
Surpassed by loss and fallacy
Shattered in the dirt I can't remain
Anything other than deeply ashamed
Of how I once used to behave
Take those times when I go burning on a raft in flames
Saying goodbye to this different phase
The edge of nothing is where I remain
A void of terror never knowing my name
Euphoric chaos, to this I am in chains
What might disintegrate, or be left deep below
Left deep below, left deep below
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8. |
Mind Weapons
03:19
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Mind weapons
Not used to threaten
Truly a blessing
To be in their presence
This deep essence
Launch thought, projectile
Meta signs, strange style
Punch punch combo
Mind weapons leave beguiled
Ad infinitum, never ending
The heresy so entitled
Stranded in time I can't mention
Governed by none on an island
Forging wrath and vengeance
Torn flesh and embers
Because no one remembers
When dragon spirits entered
Ravaged pieces of my sentence
Rabid and poisoned minds
The tactics of ancient scroll bearers
Leaving so much behind
Mind weapons
Not used to threaten
Truly a blessing
To be in their presence
This deep essence
Launch thought, form attack
Positions fading off the map
Duck duck weave
Mind weapons leave planets flat
Ad infinitum, sorrow born
The pleasure is pain I'm torn
Between positions of survival
Preconceived notions are mourned
Forging peace and patience
Inside hopeless places
Because no one remembers
The lost fires of the ancients
Forgotten pieces of a discovery
Hollow and empty promises
Find hope, and recovery
Leave so much to die in this fuckery
Mind weapons
Not used to threaten
Truly a blessing
To be in their presence
This deep essence
Launch thought, delivery
Through veins, capillaries
Side side step
Mind weapons grow continually
Making inner landings, I breathe
Withstanding the onslaught I believe
In oceans, mountains, trees
Planting seeds, growing beliefs
Ad infinitum, calling in titans
The greatest lengths of spirals
Invention of any moments I loved
The lungs, the heart, so vital
Forgotten remnants of days lived
In the mind finding safe passage
Nebulous thoughts, mind tricks
Leave triggers on safety, find vast patterns
Mind weapons
Not used to threaten
Truly a blessing
To be in their presence
This deep essence
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9. |
Sea Dreams
03:27
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Sea Dreams
See themes
Under the ocean
Lives dreams
Sea dreams
Find themes
Ocean, life, breeds
Mist rolls in across the surf
Colours change, textures turn
Green opal to blue topaz
From oceanic rhythms we learn
Observe, unnerve, lost at sea
Dreams, no other could perceive
Calm to tumultuous in seconds
Empowered by the breeze
Gives these, storms
From which one can be born
And then so easily lost
Under waves on shores so torn
A frenzy under the surface
Calm on top, it emerges
Currents and energies hidden
But it's deceptive, life surges
Sea Dreams
See themes
Under the ocean
Lives dreams
Sea dreams
Find themes
Ocean, life, breeds
Abundant cycles, led by the moon
Battered rocks, damaged in view
The depth of it all, so unknown
While we lived and died, it still grew
Rapidly energies rise
Waves are so giant in size
Birds swoop, begin to dive
Swelling of power that thrives
Tidal patterns, shifted states
Sunken dreams would create
A waterlogged mausoleum
All now is left to Poseidon’s fate
Waves break on distant islands
Weather the conditions, for survival
Placed here in freezing waters
The ocean has no equal, no rival
Sea Dreams
See themes
Under the ocean
Lives dreams
Sea dreams
Find themes
Ocean, life, breeds
Tidal waves on a dark horizon
A sparse cold highland
Wind breaks on the coastline
The climate like a tyrant
So violent, taking all control of its domain
Been here since the beginning, it remained
Flourishing but also taking away
Giving and removing life, in cycles of days
The commanding of worship it is given
Because of the ancient schisms
The message in a bottle found centuries after
Taken care of by the sea, and it's rhythms
It's a living, a vast organism
A deep blue uncontrolled system
At the edge of the universe it stems
Stretching through the ages, it's liquid holds visions
Sea Dreams
See themes
Under the ocean
Lives dreams
Sea dreams
Find themes
Ocean, life, breeds
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10. |
Remnants
03:04
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Laying in the dust of decay
The rubble of past days
Misanthropic melodies
Wave on the silence and stay
Wilderness and nothingness
Cluttered with forces from a mothership
Discordant displays
Self needs some new governance
And I'm so troubled with no guidance
In the outer reaches of pylons
Elemental everything
In the silos, there's no pilots
Eyelids blinded
Corrosive highlights
Metabolic machines
Each new dawn I'm reminded
Of where travels can lead
What journeys can need
Fictitious fragments
Lost ever faithful, I bleed
In this scene, I'm now seen
Prioritise motion and believe
Central circumference
Wipe the page, start again clean
The endless is a blurred witness
Catch illness, all the symptoms
Burial beliefs
Been to the end, seen victims
Remnants, gathered for belief
From when time was bleak
Sentimental searches
The space I see, but can't reach
Remnants
Just the remnants
Remnants
Only the remnants
Remnants
Just the remnants
Remnants
Settled in the dark of planets
The arc of a blind savage
Hidden hesitation
Born from meteoric granite
Emptiness and loneliness
Subdued by these opiates
Galactic generations
Haunted by this ghostliness
Facing past rivals
Not given worship of idols
Divergent dismay
Freedom lost for survival
To suffer and wait for forgiveness
Is part of this kinship
Featherlite figments
Manic days, without any witness
Once the simplest, now erased
Like it all is built to fade
Metaphoric mandates
Sky diving into the rains
Onto the plains, it descends
The souls of women and men
Caustic collisions
New chaos, world's pretend
A covenant, raised in sinew
Gathering, course to continue
Secluded sacrifice
The view from the window
Deepen then cruise
Reapers, move through
Artificial anticipation
Remnants, forgotten, but still anew
Remnants
Just the remnants
Remnants
Only the remnants
Remnants
Just the remnants
Remnants
Only the remnants
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11. |
Vale Of Tears
03:30
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No sentiment left in overcast skies
Where do planets go when they die
What happens to the loss of life
The empty light I can't find
In this vale of tears I'm swallowed
My only hollows on time borrowed
They've said that the truth can follow
Questions not answers, left like fossil's
Squandered decency for advancement
Planting many trees hoping for harvest
Barbed wire fences surround
Karmic phases, I make stances
Flexibility every angle find vision
Peace found on states of swimming
Olympian on mountains climbing
I've traded hope for winning
A sense of loss I can't factor
Rewriting then deleting many chapters
Cutting out people like they were cancer
I'm distraught, wearing many faces, like an actor
So what is truth
Is it lucid and loose
Bundled up with memories
I don't know, I can't choose
I stay obtuse, finding breath
Counting my blessings and steps
Steady streams and reps
Needing repair, not knowing what's next
The sacred emblems of lost mementos
Lost objects inside no tempo
Giving me something I needed
Where sun rises and the wind blows
No capacity left in drowning floods
What happens when we're drained of blood
Is there some further settlement we find
Does it all go dark, no light above
In this vale of tears I'm a resident
Mentioning the fear I've been developing
The elephant in concentric circles
With atmospheres I've been meddling
Trying to test reality for flaws
Memorising patterns in lost halls
Where I bled before, lying on my back
Coming before grace, there will be a fall
Only capturing the slightest essence
Torn between adulthood and adolescence
Mind is not a place to seek evidence
Though I know in it are blessings
So what is the message, why this signal
When I'm reduced to feeling like sinew
Bone, marrow and tissue
Dealing in sacred artifacts I've lived through
Only capturing what I heard in whispers
Slipping through my fingers in figments
In the sun, remnants of shadows
My own version of sacred scriptures
I stay in touch with vessels
The wind the rain, will soon settle
Pressured with the approaching dawn
Garnered the fee in coins and metal
The sacred emblems of lost searches
Objects now found, my own versions
Giving me something I needed
The sun rises and wind blows, on this earthling
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12. |
Final Days
03:14
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Final days beckoned
The time to be reckoned
Low light starts to gather
Clocks stop, time isn't measured
Final days beckoned
The time to be reckoned
Low light starts to gather
Clocks stop, time isn't measured
Final days numbered, fear of judgement
Witness the prey and the hunted
Beckoned but disregarded
Then trapped by lies they fronted
A haze of being blunted
Never was worth something
Frozen veins so cold hearted
Wisdom lost now just nothing
Eerie silence draws near
Empty places to now fear
Final days clock started
Ticking down, I can't steer
Away from the rocks under waves
Away from watery graves
Away from what I once started
Away from ashes and flames
Final days beckoned
The time to be reckoned
Low light starts to gather
Clocks stop, time isn't measured
Final days spent in this chamber
No deity to pray to, no saviour
There's so much to remember
The mind empty, no container
Of broken pieces or remainders
Old halls empty, sparks seen later
This terrible time, I see it in the embers
Discontent given for this data
Keep up with the pace or fall in empty spaces
Where you lose your mind, over the ages
You never could be any worthy contender
A symphony of chaos and mazes
Away from hidden traps so disguised
Away from trust and familial ties
Away from what I once started
Away from fires that rise
Final days beckoned
The time to be reckoned
Low light starts to gather
Clocks stop, time isn't measured
Final days have now approached
Courage dwindles, a lump in my throat
Not steadfast or with hope or courage
No options for escape no final boat
Taking survivors to safety
It's all really gone down hill lately
Since the end, it all began to plummet
That sense of fear increased greatly
I saw the end, I knew it from the beginning
Despite this, I signed up still grinning
A part of just forget caution, fuck it
Now my minds in a haze spinning
Away from truth and salvation
Away from losing all sensation
Away from what I once started
Towards final days, and separation
Final days beckoned
The time to be reckoned
Low light starts to gather
Clocks stop, time isn't measured
Final days beckoned
The time to be reckoned
Low light starts to gather
Clocks stop, time isn't measured
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Epileptic MC London, UK
Epileptic MC draws inspiration from personal life experiences, and urban and natural
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His productions are influenced by Drum & Bass, Garage, Grime & Hip Hop.
Over time, his lyrics have become more expansive, abstract and metaphorical, increasingly influenced by dreams, shared experiences & narratives.
His music moves between themes of hope & light and dark and haunting imagery.
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