Aphronesia

Aphronesia

℗ Abraham Veloso

Silicon Spirit

Music and lyric by Abraham Veloso

Identifying with the half truth
No ID in correspondence
Equivalence around the rules
No destination for the joy

Undoing all native links
Disgust for reality itself
Nothing comes back to proof
Satisfied with still life

Each seems to be playing with the other.
They don't see a logic around them
They bent over their unhappy fates
Waiting for your whims to come true

Falsifying the conception inside the empty vessel behind the sewer
Clarifying the vague memory out of a distant context close to being

Overproud in every shape in every kind of stay
Too much loud in all perceptions in all deviations seen
Even cease all the previous order in an information stream
Never reach the heightened state in a hallucination

Everything is made up of nothing
The same rubble inside the room
Keeping all that's left of before
Filled with that did not satisfy

Many without ground to walk
Dropped what never carried too
The main entrance is total destruction
Missing from a visible point

The only expected measures disappeared
Everything when promised was in vain
If easy to find would be old choices
Avail of advice coming from screen

Falsifying the conception inside the empty vessel behind the sewer
Clarifying the vague memory out of a distant context close to being

Overproud in every shape in every kind of stay
Too much loud in all perceptions in all deviations seen
Even cease all the previous order in an information stream
Never reach the heightened state in a hallucination

Preordained to uncertain pathway
devoid of mediation every day
Held back from interfering in the plan
Searched for the unreachable paths

Detaching from parallel orders
Determined the cause under suspicion
Devoid of any neutral induction
Seals revoked on the table

Confused around their own illusive rules
Denying at all costs atrocious failure
Complicity of eccentric commands
Open sigils inside the corpse's closet

Falsifying the conception inside the empty vessel behind the sewer
Clarifying the vague memory out of a distant context close to being

Overproud in every shape in every kind of stay
Too much loud in all perceptions in all deviations seen
Even cease all the previous order in an information stream
Never reach the heightened state in a hallucination

Rise and decay constantly present
The razor's edge is more efficient
Being induced into an inadequate structure
Failed to consummate some disgusting project

Orders from the haughty union
Packed in insulated boxes
It is due for delivery of some
Changes established according to the plan

Directed by a numb command
Restrained means of obtaining refuge
Domains in the nearly stage
Pinned to an extensive wall

Everything is being placed in the hall
Heading hopeless towards to nowhere
Returned to confrontation in your doom
All are present in a stillborn revolution

Falsifying the conception inside the empty vessel behind the sewer
Clarifying the vague memory out of a distant context close to being

Overproud in every shape in every kind of stay
Too much loud in all perceptions in all deviations seen
Even cease all the previous order in an information stream
Never reach the sublime state on a general system failure