The Observer

by Artificial Language

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released April 28, 2017

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Track Name: Observer
Rest assured, there will be a Rube Goldberg device
The domino effect will birth a cause to an effect and change all of these lives

I’ve transcended into a brief televised event that cost my own being

It’s possession starts with a host giving access to your first and third person hell

- The Observer.
Track Name: The Grand Skeptic
Lucidly, they’re walking amongst the satellites

As feet converge with stone; each step they feel alone

Divergent ceilings falling?

Encapsulating lights?

Once the birds have flown, deficits will elope



A tree is said to bear the fruits which replenish their façade

A man can’t help but pray for substance
It’s a lossless art



Candid dreams are mocking the birds that wish to fly

This nest was built from loans, blood, sweat, tears and bones

Divergent ceilings falling?
Encapsulating lights?

Once the birds have flown, deficits will control what is left to take

Modernize our mistake



A tree is said to bear the fruits which replenish their façade

A man can’t help but pray for substance. It’s a lossless art



I’m not the god they wanted
In fact, I’m not a god at all

The father you say brought life will answer to no one



What is left to take?

Modernize our mistake
Track Name: These Aren't Mirages
Lanterns will glow all night because of the pending reality

He’s made a serious mistake
Mistaken a young one; feasting on her nature

There’s an end to these means
Forecasts have foretold clouds, sleet and rain


Stars cross and implode
Car crashing into marrow

His stomach’s weak from dereliction



Careless decisions…

Endless predictions…

Now she’s an empty shell



You have been the cause of disaster

Her good will has left you to shatter



Lanterns will glow all night because of the pending reality

Lanterns will show our sights lost track of the pending reality

Now, there’s an end to these means
Forecasts foretold an oak’s masquerade



Stars cross and implode
Car crashing into marrow

His stomach’s weak from dereliction



You have been the cause of disaster
Her good will has left you to shatter
Track Name: Unself Portrait
“Paint the sky
Oh, so proud
Locate the lifeless strokes inside this house I’ve made my own”


Smile wide
There’s a tooth that’s ajar crowned in gold

I knew the symptoms were built into the manifest


“I lack the saber to cut the abscess growing inside the face I hide

No sense of an urgency will right the ones that I’ve wronged you see
This gallery will take what I sought”



Smile wide. There’s a root catalyst synthesized



“My child, the symptoms were built by me and I confess
You married sabers that stabbed the sovereign monarch and praised the face we hide

No sense of an urgency will right the ones that I’ve wronged, you see
This gallery will take what I sought

All because we built the wall with no predictions and "Vagrance" was all we sought to love and lose
Lose your eyes to an untouched scene unbiased by the world’s belief that a pastel sky and oil paint is all it takes to float away
Till turbulence turns to me and everything floats away”
Track Name: The Silver Cord
She's bathed in her last chance to grow
Pulled the drain now her years start to shy
Vacuum of space she has become
Her voice has caused his worst mourning
Her waning moons met his as he rests her head and voiced a calm response

"We are all making mistakes until the mind believes
We are all making mistakes until the mind reprieves"

Wish the well dry in soiling conditions
Bait then release; for life should not be sought to seek alone
He's bathed in rainfall filled with woe

"Her ghost is young
It is mine that should have rised"

Vacuum of space we have become
Her voice has caused his worst morning
His waxing moons met hers as she wished him well and voiced a calm pardon

"We are all making mistakes until the mind believes
We are all making mistakes until the mind reprieves"

Wish the well dry in soiling conditions
Bait then release; for life should not be sought to seek alone
Track Name: Playing the River
In due time he’ll erode
Unless he draws hands flush with poise and nobility

The chances are simply bleak

(Big Blind in sight)

(Raise him your eyes)

The aces up their sleeves will bring them relief like no other

A silent read through with a violent improvisation
And whose to say the other lacks the luster to repeat this malicious cycle



As Texas holds their necks tighter their time will bend



Roulette lives will gamble and wish to draw houses full of their prosperity

The chances are simply weak



Big blind am I?

They can’t decide who pulled the trigger

The aces up their sleeves will bring them relief when the other shows they're victorious



A silent read through with a violent improvisation
And now they’ll walk the outskirts, depending on their seats at the living casino



As Texas holds their necks tighter
Their time will bend



As Texas holds their necks tighter
Ones time will end
Track Name: Dirty Hands
Temples made of glass will surely fracture

Cast a stone that treks into your temporal lobe.
(Pick up the pieces)


Sign away everything

Life means much more than a suit and a tie
Thriving off your dirty hands



This empire’s why the men like I indulge on our behalf
Much like thieves



Temples made of glass will surely fracture

Cast a stone that treks into your temporal lobe

(Pick up the pieces)


Take away everything

We need much more
Loot them dry and supply our veins instead

Yours is mine



I can’t tell whose the wolf and whose the shepherd

Time well spent monopolizing life for purpose?



I can’t tell whose the wolf or whose the shepherd; hurting the ones who invest in your methods

Is it worth selling out your failed vision? Is it wrong?
I’ll learn to live with my albatross


Cast a stone

(Pick up the pieces)

Temples made of glass will surely fracture
Cast a stone that treks into your temporal lobe
(Pick up the pieces)
Track Name: Fortune Teller
And so the story begins
Two lovers intertwine and separate

“How long will the avalanche bury the leaves?
Autumn was the only one who couldn’t leave me”



Fortune Teller said

“I am not the one you’re afraid of
Look into the orb and find time has left you

Decide if you believe what I have told you”



And so it comes to an end

Two lovers will divide and yearn precedence



Fate
It spins a web entrapping your soul, despite belief



“Stay my other! Please stay
My dearest you will die”



“How long will the avalanche bury my dreams?
Am I not the only one whose suffering?”


Fame won’t bring you life
Freeze, stand there, or dance around the sun
Fame will have you westing further from the east in us

Fate
It spins a web entrapping your soul, despite belief



“My seeds will never see the roots that conjured their souls
Xylem and all
Once the curtain drops, no one’s left to say the intermission’s redux
Buried in earth
Tranced by the audience who won’t pay their respects to me
Track Name: Mazes
Strange how mazes are built despite the pigeon hole mapping out our lives
Decomposing from inside out but not too deep
You’ve lost your composure, now please recede



How does it feel to lack real perception?

How does it feel to lack real perception?



Relive the routine, build it larger, strike it down

Provided we eat constant fodder; our fears rid themselves



States
We built them to fall into place

It’s fallen so build and replace it
Then mourn the ones before with no remorse



Faster
They will decree kings who control us

While queens will aim to deceive them for a throne supplied by knives



How does it feel to lack real perception?



Relive the routine, build it larger, strike it down

Provided we eat constant fodder; our fears rid themselves



States
We’ve built them to fall into place

It’s fallen so build and replace it
Then mourn the ones before with no remorse


Alas, the kings head has fallen

Alas, the queens painted delicate strokes of red

Strange how mazes are built despite the pigeon hole mapping out our lives
Decomposing from inside out
You've shown your teeth
Now lose your composure and please proceed
Track Name: Turn off the Pictures
I can’t stop this shaking and my nerves revived distractions that jaded my wandering eye

Please take me



Vectors?
Who could be hosting this virus I contracted by leering their lives through the first person

I never seem to tell

How could I ever tell how they stand with emotions?

I’d seize and stall
After all, I’ve lived to see this non existence through



I can’t stop this shaking and my nerves revived distractions that jaded my wandering eye

Please take me back



Strange how mazes are built despite the pigeon hole mapping out my life
Decomposing from the outside in...
the outside in...
the inside

Sectors?
I have not explored this realm of mine and there's a sign I’m just crazy
LA LA LA LA LA
I never seem to tell

How could I ever tell?



Smile wide until it’s time
That time stops and shows I’ve lost it all

Wait! This wasn’t meant to be
Not my reality!


I sold out my soul thinking that I’d become whole
Once I’d left this thought filled prison



Strange how mazes are built despite the pigeon hole mapping out my life
Decomposing from the outside in...
the outside in...the inside

Sediments are all that’s left
There’s been a vanishing

I lost myself long ago and found something serene

I’m a drifter; always been
And now the circle meets

Nothing starts from something and something starts from nothing

I’ll collapse until my mind conceives conditions


(Conditions)

(We are all making mistakes)

Strange how mazes are built despite the pigeon hole mapping out my life
Decomposing from the outside in