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01. Uroboric Forms

Music by Cynic
Lyrics by Paul Masvidal
Self is the universe, not separate
The state before the fall into self consciousness

Nothing is himself, everything is world

Primordial egg retains
Consciousness unborn
Pre-personal perfection
Bliss's screen yet untorn
Uroboric forms

Find itself as a separate entity
An ego germ is just beginning to be

Wherever there is other, there is fear

Birth, primal paradise
No gap distance or separation
Between self and environment
Unconditional omnipotence

Nothing is himself, everything is world

Consciousness unborn
Uroboric forms

02. The Eagle Nature

Music by Cynic
Lyrics by Paul Masvidal
Learning, discerning, how to arrange
Thinking the haze will just not clear
Viewing, computing, our minds will stage
A vehicle inside we feel the eagle nature

Everchanging river flows high and low
Panoramic vision is undefined

For unfocused consciousness, the eagle nature
Precaution for a stream of risk, the eagle nature
It sees changes clear

A crystal goblet so fragile and dear
Needs fill one step at a time

Noting the fall of a sparrow
Attending the slightest scratch of flesh
Earthly ambitions weigh their share
The vastness of life, it doesn't care

A crystal goblet so fragile and dear
Needs fill one step at a time

Earthly ambitions weigh their share
The vastness of life does not care

03. Pleading For Preservation

Music by Cynic
Lyrics by Paul Masvidal
A choice, a chance to grieve
The tides of change
Plant a seed for preservation

Oils are drilling, whisking earth's insides
Persistence, man's resistance, such a burden
Childhood luck naivety
But she'll get your attention, when you proceed

A simple pattern
Grants a sale to the old fools
Cast a stone

The end of circumstance
Unconsciously needs time to build
Fears inside you
Grow in time to
Plant a seed
Pernicious thoughts just feed
Germinating constantly, helplessly

Now derived from inside you
A fear that reeks a mind misused
Charges fail without values

What vile you lent interpretation

Pernicious thoughts just breed
Scattering, helplessly
Time remains

04. Lifeless Irony

Music by Cynic
Lyrics by Paul Masvidal
Those cries, those lies
That tell the truth
Life's intention to open
One's eyes and see it end
Those tries to attempt
To abuse and hinder minds
Accusation for a crime
That's left only justice to blame

World's weak shelter
There's no security
How can I trust
This world that's turned
My life into an irony
This worthless earth
It's infidelity and treachery
Unjustifiable way to
Prove itself a failure
Piece of mind, serenity
Turns to insanity
I've been created
Into a person I
Never thought could exist

No need for thought
It's just plain stupidity
It's so unjust
They've chosen me to die
I ask why me
False truth can't be
World's proven itself
To be nothing but misery
My conscience
Once clear and so free
Has been incarcerated
By our laws of inequality
Not care, not fair, not free

I've been threatened by my own
Ability to live
To end it all inside my head
Is nothing much to give
Immortal lies deface
My sentence document
I plead for understanding
Of this life I resent
Why...

Why... Me...
My liberty been taken away
Laws lack of respect
My trust a revolt or
Mishap meant to be
My mind corrupts for a lie
Left only to infect
My life's just a lifeless irony

To end it all
I've abandoned reality
How can I trust
This world that's turned
My life into an irony

05. Thinking Being

Music by Cynic
Lyrics by Paul Masvidal
Coinage of my brain
A bodiless creation ecstacy
Madness counterpart visioning things
I want to believe
Idealistic cure
Unneccessary to disclosure
A wishing world making me
Mad because of what I want
To see in reality

Time after time I keep
Questioning myself but
I can't understand why
These truths, these lies
These answers I can't find in me

A constant fantasy
This world in which I live in ecstacy
An expression to neglection
My oppression cause of a dream
That's purely meant to be

Thinking being
Retraction of this thought
Is so much pain
I can't understand why
Mind and body lie to me
Why reality, I can't be sane
Just supervene and
Make this thought come true

Naive understanding
Precaution pessimistic with fear
A weakness creating
A fault in your mind
That is so clear
Morality preserved
A creative confidence you
Believe your own words
Resulting in assumptions from
Your thoughts creating a madness in me

Time after time I keep
Questioning myself
But I cant understand
Why...do these truths, these lies
These answers keep fuckin' with me

Using this part of my mind
Helps me bring into being
A thought that's meant to be
It's something I feel
Deep inside an inexorable
Fate of what's supposed to be
Meant to be
I let my mind take its
Stroll through imagination
I think to myself how can I
Relate to this world
That can't begin to understand
Of how my mind is in demand
This world it creates is so
Truthfully innate
It's authentic actuality
Is something that's too good to be
This thought is purely meant to be

Thinking being
Thinking being

06. Cruel Gentility

Music by Cynic
Lyrics by Paul Masvidal
Feeling something, needing something
Acting something out to this naive
Character your far from fear
Enveloping your puppet to feel some fire
Cruel gentility adheres

Manipulation mastermind
Your needs kept persevere
Routine tendency, you desire

Initial treatment, open fire
Figure in display
A perfect picture mentally
Been smeared away
A gentile mind approached to be
A gentile mind would believe
In confidence, credence hope
In what you say
A cruelty born sadistic
Created callous hearted
This blinded hidden sight
Never should have started
But you...
Entreating mortals that
Deserve honesty
With your cruel useless
Gentility

No one seems to care
To know to see
The lack of thirst
Eyes of acridity
Mind of skill used only to decline
A motive in which you find
Commitments - in which you deceive
Feeling spent - only you believe
Distrusting - ways in which your kind
Contemplation left confined

07. Denaturalizing Leaders

Music by Cynic
Lyrics by Paul Masvidal
What happened to honesty
What the hell's happened to truth?
An adverse turn in leadership's ways
A negative procession delaying our truce
What's happening to the people
Or the body of politics?
All for the crown, just for an addiction
Money, power, they need a fix

Life's drastically changing with time
There were times when our worlds looked brighter
When we had thrived on the quotes
"No false propositions, no need for liars"

Polished specimens to rule us all
An image to portray that fools majority
Ancient atmosphere, do we recall
In which was worth trustworthy custody
Why ask what they are for?
Attempts to tell us about their gimmick is so damn absurd
Let's insurrect their rulership - eliminate their goals
Put their claims of confidence into segregated rows

Facing their false selves
Denaturalizing leaders!!!

08. Extremes

Music by Cynic
Lyrics by Paul Masvidal
Society's selfish meaning to confine
Disabled by the need to cure an insecurity
Masses strive to keep themselves in line
While the radical seek attention all the time

Say they're sick - just hypochondriacs
Cry some more, I know it's all an act

Lies...taken to extremes
Despised...because of what they need
A selfish thought to please themselves
They strive to succeed in what they're looking for
Defying, lying, rebelling for attention
A disability taken from one extreme to another

Abusing rights, defying given laws
Excessive whining, they desire sympathy
Rebel, they prove their lives are just a flaw
Immoderate acts plagued by the disease
I proved them wrong but they're the ones to blame
Defeated fair and square at their own game

09. A Life Astray

Music by Cynic
Lyrics by Paul Masvidal
A cult or crew that know not of what to do
Indecisive life, but who's to say?
A life that's left them nowhere but to decay
In a never ending search for affairs to waste a day
A continental lifestyle thought to be
Has turned its back on society
A life astray...

Extensions of their thoughts to find their goals
Procrastinating life they can obey
No sense of direction but they're just people
A life that's left them nowhere but to decay

Deteriorated life, swallowed whole
While choking on their own self esteem

In their quest for a dream
Searching for something - something to do
Their lives wasting away and passed them by
Before they know it, their life's gone
They've met their fate, a wasted life to die

Extensions of their thoughts to find their goals
Procrastinating life they can obey
No sense of direction but they're just people
A life that's left them nowhere but to decay
In a never ending search for affairs to waste a day
A continental lifestyle thought to be
Has turned its back on society
A life astray...

10. Agitating Affliction

Music by Cynic
Lyrics by Paul Masvidal
A prevalent personality
Susceptible to understand
Pressured with an easy procedure
Returned with a demand

You impatient wayward one
Can't deal with reality's harsh truth
You've been agitated by a supposed young fool
You just can't lose

Because you've been agitated
You turn to affliction in distress
A most important virtue you don't have
Living life only to regress

With all your arrogance
You ask for a favor and I refuse
You've been defamated by a young fool
With haughty views toward you

Unnecessary attitude
Agitating moods
Pressured with decisions
Applying affliction so profuse
Vain glory within yourself
A life that's meant to be an empty folio
Agitating affliction
Is the problem that you have
And you don't even know

You're minus one virtue
The virtue is patience can't you see?
Useless retaliation is your fault
Administering affliction is how you feed

A prevalent personality
Susceptible to understand
Pressured with an easy procedure
Returned with a demand
You impatient wayward one
Can't deal with reality's harsh truth
You've been agitated by a supposed young fool
You just can't lose...
You just can't lose!

11. Once Misguided

Music by Cynic
Lyrics by Paul Masvidal
Inculcate perfection from the very day of birth
Don't understand just what it means
Discourse destroyed
Don't know what it's worth
Sow you up into a seam
Impregnable parents who can't accept the truth
Selfishness to earn their keep
Your life's been set destined to be ruined
Living a misguided dream

Once misguided

Tyrannical parents
Persecute and depress
A bewildered young mess
A personal attack
You just realized their vindictive fueled lies
Your parents grow weaker
Trepidation is stronger
They own you no longer
Their idea of holding will never hold true
Once disrespected your parents now lose

A human being when misguided
Should be aware to defy it
Don't be a victim of a misguided life

12. Weak Reasoning

Music by Cynic
Lyrics by Paul Masvidal
Animal's the answer to all forms of innocence
Mankind destroys with weak intentions and weaker reasons
Torturing animals for an excuse so dense
An inhuman science with no feeling and no sense
Shoving down your feelings, puking out your world
You justify your acts by thinking you might find a cure
What the hell is with you all?
Can't you see the light?
It seems to be you'd rather harm than what's fucking right

What discoveries have they made?
Will they find a cure?
Using a dog or cat's no way to be sure
Don't you know what's going on?
Don't you have a mind?
They're helpless creatures
What do you ever find?
Senseless killings just to make yourself pure
Why can't we understand that nothing's ever sure?
Do you feel responsible for the future of mankind?
A human body a human mind
Maybe that's where you should conduct your fucking finds

13. Dwellers Of The Threshold

Music by Cynic
Lyrics by Paul Masvidal
Archetypal dwellers of the end
Sacrifice control and dissent
Nothing's ever wasted to be good
Let's face it life is what you choose

See the violence
Leave it or consent
Something in us
Must cry out and repent
Sideshow politics make no fucking sense

Dwellers of the threshold

Their rules their laws their life
Ostentation as a beautiful strife
The hypocrites blame with a mind deranged
They're the ones we should fucking hate

14. Uroboric Forms

Music by Cynic
Lyrics by Paul Masvidal
Self is the universe, not separate
The state before the fall into self consciousness

Nothing is himself, everything is world

Primordial egg retains
Consciousness unborn
Pre-personal perfection
Bliss's screen yet untorn
Uroboric forms

Find itself as a separate entity
An ego germ is just beginning to be

Wherever there is other, there is fear

Birth, primal paradise
No gap distance or separation
Between self and environment
Unconditional omnipotence

Nothing is himself, everything is world

Consciousness unborn
Uroboric forms

15. The Eagle Nature

Music by Cynic
Lyrics by Paul Masvidal
Learning, discerning, how to arrange
Thinking the haze will just not clear
Viewing, computing, our minds will stage
A vehicle inside we feel the eagle nature

Everchanging river flows high and low
Panoramic vision is undefined

For unfocused consciousness, the eagle nature
Precaution for a stream of risk, the eagle nature
It sees changes clear

A crystal goblet so fragile and dear
Needs fill one step at a time

Noting the fall of a sparrow
Attending the slightest scratch of flesh
Earthly ambitions weigh their share
The vastness of life, it doesn't care

A crystal goblet so fragile and dear
Needs fill one step at a time

Earthly ambitions weigh their share
The vastness of life does not care