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Click on
"Dancepools"
or
"Collegeradio"
to see
comments as
it relates to
Solution 10
The Phylum
Chordata's first
CD...eva!
It's a humble 4
song EP CD
CD cover
artwork is from a
good friend of
mine by the
name of Alfred
Gonzales.
To the castle of Mars I did journey this night!
With the promise of mystery, I entered the iron gates alone.
Descending splendid corridors, descending to the hall.
I was greeted by a madman and welcomed to the greatest
of all masked balls!
Dreams of kingdoms, and of potential unrealized!
I spoke with Cleopatra,
the Macedonian who would be queen.
Mystery resolved! I am to be entombed in this hall!
For the rest of my days, as the world dies in violent plague,
all needs to be met, all wants to be served!
For years to survive alone on wine, fear, and song!
Dreams of kingdoms, and of potential unrealized!
In this subterranean Eden,
I watch the clock strike twelve…
The gate slams…
Dance with me as the walls come down,
as people kill people, and no one cares anymore,
as we dance in our Mausoleum of fear…
Take my hand as I lead you to the underworld of my mind,
as the clock chimes one…
Days pass into weeks, the weeks into months!
Secluded from the world, the world of passion, fire, and strain!
Visions of a child content with the pain of life!
Visions of an adult spending nights alone in a tortured bed!
Dreaming of kingdoms, and of potential unrealized!
I spoke with Themistocles,
the Athenian who sailed on Xerxes.
Spending my life alone, away from all I doubt!
Spending my days despising all of my lonely nights!
Never one for true love! Never one for friends!
Expressions of one's emotions are doomed to lead to torment!
Dreaming of kingdoms, and of potential unrealized!
I spoke with Polybius,
the Greek who told the plan of Rome.
Dance with me as the walls come down,
as people kill people, and no one cares anymore,
as we dance in our Mausoleum of fear…
Take my hand as I lead you to the underworld of my mind,
as the clock chimes one…
Deep under earth my love does rest,
as I convulse in thought of dreams unfulfilled,
never again to take your hand in passion,
never to understand those that don't understand-that…
Death and Dying are two different things-try being
pierced by steel and drowning in darkness in PEACE.
Dancing under the devil's moon,
In a dancehall Virginia I can see your face
in strange women wearing black mini-skirts, they tempt me,
then I realize this is all just a dream.
Reality of dreams and dreams of reality conflict as
I swear I can hear her voice…Quiet…Quiet!
Now I realize it's just a joke a heart plays
on a mind as a soul tries to sleep,
Pre-programmed demons of young love lost,
Will haunt, until the soul exorcises the ghost of
a broken heart…
Dancing under the devil's moon,
In a dancehall Virginia I can see your face
in strange women wearing black mini-skirts, they tempt me,
then I realize this is all just a dream.
Awaking alone on a Sunday morning
Depression is stirred by the falling rain.
I was never one to socialize easily,
it wasn't something I was ever able to really do…
Talk and Dream with me,
don't fear me.
Even if it's just a convenient lie.
Won't you take my hand,
and understand who I am…
though I dream in grotesque timbre.
In my youth, my pretentious youth, I saw love
as an addiction for pop-cultured numbed, mindless,
fools.
I was never one to wear my heart on my sleeve.
To me it was weakness, to stand alone in silence the
True ideal…
Being alone can warp one's mind,
I'm quite used to it though.
As the pace of my life quickens,
I'm not one to espouse dependency upon another
living soul, but at times…
at times…
Talk and Dream with me,
don't fear me.
Even if it's just a convenient lie.
Won't you take my hand,
and understand who I am…
though I dream in grotesque timbre
Boy and girl, ditch from school after lunch,
to the solitude of a parentless house,
two young adults alone,
from 12 to 3,
what is there to do?
Cravings of nature, years of conditioning,
the boy to behave, the girl to be nice…but not today!
Both do realize this is the time,
they turn off the TV
and walk into another room…
I love you says the boy to his girl,
the girl stares into his eyes, so trusting,
as the skies open from below,
both foolishly believe this emotion will last forever!
In years this will all be a memory.
In time this will all be glossed in their minds, as a
time when all was fair,
In years they'll be glad they came.
Lying next to the girl you love…
there's no experience like it on this earth,
especially when you should be in class!
Responsibility of safety is shared by both,
I've lost friends who found out the hard way,
no pun intended, enjoy your youth, simply beware…
Both do realize this is the time,
they turn off the TV
and walk into another room…
I love you says the boy to his girl,
the girl stares into his eyes, so trusting,
as the skies open from below,
both foolishly believe this emotion will last forever!
In years this will all be a memory.
In time this will all be glossed in their minds, as a
time when all was fair,
In years they'll be glad they came.
| Components of Production: Recorded and Mixed at EP Productions, Huntington Beach CA Mastered at Quad Tek/FDS Labs, Los Angeles, CA Produced by: David Sepe Engineered by: Bob Emmet Mixed by: Sepe/Emmet Art Direction by: Gonzales Grafix Cover Art/Cd Label Layout: Fred Gonzales |