reflection. ( n ; an image seen in a mirror. ) ╱ a commander will mix.
track i. a spider’s thread. ╱ taku iwasaki.
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track ii. the spider and the lamps. ╱ forgive durden.
"i'm the spider. ╱ ( TO ALPHA. ) you have a special gift, but they still treat you like you're a kid. it must hurt so bad, with a knife in your back. ╱ they don't understand -- this is their last chance, no more idle hands, you'll destroy the lamps. then they'll know, whose in control. ╱ the seed had been sown. now the evil would grow his keen young veins were ripe for this aim."
track iii. mr. malum ╱ the dear hunter.
"mr. malum's got a secret he keeps when giving speeches; just a whispering precision that cuts through hesitation with a sharp and able wit to keep the dogs at bay. ╱ when the truth arrives, you won't believe your eyes. he's triumphs pessimist, but he's no less content. ╱ with the world in the grip of his hands he'll crush the air out of its lungs. say, "we don't want him to have it all..." but now it's just too late to ask because his hold has turned so tight. ╱ his puppets to the left, and his pawns to line the right, but every eye is front and center. a cool intoxication from the sap that trickles down his branches to their mouths."
track iv. feed the spider. ╱ the winterpills.
"all these plants and leaves -- will they feed the spider? all these bones and teeth -- will they feed the spider? ╱ everybody knows, we can't stop the leak -- we can't kill the spider."
track v. who are you, really? ╱ mikky ekko.
"so you feel entitled to a sense of control, and make decisions that you think are your own. ╱ let me look at the sun, look at the sun and once i hear them clearly, say: "who are you, really?"
track vi. i’m only joking. ╱ KONGOS.
"there is a song: you're trembling to its tune at the request of the moon. ╱ i'm only joking, and i don't believe a thing i've said. i'm just fucking with your head -- only a crazy little thing i read."
track vii. shit mirror. ╱ nine inch nails.
"hey, look what’s staring back at you: caught reflecting in your eyes. well i’m becoming something new; It’s getting hard to recognize. ╱ new world, new times, mutation, feels all right."
track viii. a sea of solid earth. ╱ the dear hunter.
"alarming awe rushed through my bones, compelling me to the unknown. i took a step, one step too far. i felt no ground, beneath my feet. ╱ no familiar feeling was leading me, just hallow charm pushing me along. ╱ a final breath with tongue in cheek crossed the sun with sullen speak. make no mistake, it weights on me. ╱ the choice is made echo and ring."
track ix. chasing echos / chips fall ╱ fostre.
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