| 01 | A Thousand Years | Cre-age-aeon new beginnings held in infinite vacuum Biotronic test-worlds free of inscription devoid of the echoes of man noble cyborg savage In cold ceremonial perfection more radiant than the sun of suns with each and every attribute of animal, machine and man Dystopia Electro-Heart the grotesque and the linear took one final giant blow into the Ram of what is us In cold ceremonial perfection more radiant than the sun of suns with each and every attribute of animal, machine and man Installing awaiting the restoration of unsequenced chaos We´ve only seen the outlines of the beginning and this core, the slowly moving raptor will make the very notion of Hell seem celestial in comparison | 05:58 | |||||
| 02 | Desert Rose | Detonation fireworks and alchemy Genes spliced and triggered into the future and her organic save Seismorgasmic omnipotence scenes of magma in my eyes Eruption stones my system I owe this to the animal inside and the stiffness that blocks out the daylight Morphing into primal I´ll cover every particle from there to Andromeda not forgetting a single location from the throat of the Ibis to the co-ordinates of Matterhorn My shot is genesis and catharsis Penetratonaut in a cosmology of lusts I owe this to the animal inside and the stiffness that blocks out the daylight Morphing into primal Suck this subterranean creature out and show it proudly to the house of heaven With one slight wave of my hand stars dissolve Dissolve my brain Block my lungs I´ll die from fever tomorrow when locked in such a perfected "now" I owe this to the animal inside and the stiffness that blocks out the daylight Morphing into primal | 04:45 | |||||
| 03 | Big Lie Small World | Raindrop hits the leaf, changing its position slightly on the street next to polls of monotonous water He walks, Slipping feet from steps at random He falls In the space between his body and the ground comets cast of their names, stellar neurones misfire Witnesses inhale the seed and spit out a million branches Buds abloom in all directions from which events occur relations and virused meetings catch fire and explode In the margin of butterfly wings entire cycles of evolution outplayed and faded sparked and leaned back into vacuum-filled nirvana Between the two of my eyes feverish fractals soar dance like were they on drugs peyote labyrinths re-mapped exits A hasty blink and a million life-to-comes will never be the same as they never were In the kinetic energy of a moving fist lies a birth-machine for a paralell universe With the first movement in the organic soap came a bouquet of alternative answers all different multiplied and re-devided Coded in the spinal cord of a trilobite written between the legs on the Meganeura suburban city maps and dormant dictator semen marked their way trough time In the kinetic energy of a moving fist lies a birth-machine for a paralell universe | 05:05 | |||||
| 04 | After The Rain | Welcome here, the squirrel-wheel begins fasten the left hand belts Remember not to think too much and your trip will be numbingly pleasant Non-caring is the easiest way but to secure a passage to the 2nd plane you have to complete level one Their dead-smile lips turn on their TV while urban gravestones scrape the skies Rising over marionette cities and marionette skies This is episode 666 destination chaos Each and all an actor blind | 05:03 | |||||
| 05 | Perfect Love...Gone Wrong | The handshake seals the contract from the contract there's no turning back The turning point of a career in Korea being insincere The holiday was fun-packed the contract, still intact The grabbing hands grab all they can all for themselves - after all The grabbing hands grab all they can all for themselves - after all It's a competitive world Everything counts in large amounts The graph on the wall tells the story of it all Picture it now see just how the lies and deceit gained a little more power Confidence - taken in by a suntan and a grin The grabbing hands grab all they can all for themselves - after all The grabbing hands grab all they can all for themselves - after all It's a competitive world Everything counts in large amounts | 05:24 | |||||
| 06 | Tomorrow We'll See | Jean-François Porry et Gérard Salesses / Jean-François Porry | 04:49 | |||||
| 07 | Prelude To The End Of The Game | Interprété par Jacques Revaux (pour Jacques Perrin) | 00:20 | |||||
| 08 | Fill Her Up | This track contains a couple of videos in Quick Time format. | 05:38 | |||||
| 09 | Ghost Story | Ariane / Jean-François Porry et Gérard Salesses / Jean-François Porry | 05:29 | |||||
| 10 | Brand New Day | Bernard Minet / Jean-François Porry et Gérard Salesses / Jean-François Porry | 06:19 | |||||
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