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The Year Is One

by Once Them Edens

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Nuno Lourenço When a band plays technical death metal with black metal riffs and some djenty ones and then adds it with post-rock ambiances ; when a band isnt afraid of going beyond the common places and defy the genres...then that is a band I will follow and support!
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1.
All Flawed 04:20
On, as he dusts his dance treats his tricks disrupts his slumber. On, as he stares and loops his bore puts on bliss his pace has quickened. On, as he sets loose humble words drowns his movements, a low-priced pride. Since when has this friendly bouncing bell stretched your madness, fool-proof son? Shadowing each of fertilities gasping, grasping, all them meant to laugh yet him jester kneeled justly – they smiled to his gesture and God does he know if old jester perceived all along. Off with haste, and off now with ease he too stands a child, now less do they please his needs and less does that comfort him. Disposition’s been blurred and numbness been weakened well, what will it be? Guess is subtle for me. Curtains ego-fed tall coerced into free fall he injects his perfection in through a flawed role. Off now with haste, and now more at ease he stands guilty a child, now less do they please his needs and hey now, that wouldn’t fit.
2.
A fair eye has been dealt with beauty A rusty – clear response and pulse A fair eye has been dealt with pleasure Dormant he stands, yet he storms my grandeur Excerpts and fragments of I Deviant conclusions engulf my surprise the noise that has welcomed you feels now a friend friendly enough to deflect your despair Priceless, this humility/ succumbs to him More or less it’s a profane fatigue Inspiring, this humility.
3.
All debris is now most complete. The fool hath said in his heart, “there is no God”. They are corrupt, they have done abominable works, there is none that doeth good. (Psalm 4.1) This walk feels rough. This dance is aching me, this thought, still perplexing me. I dissect my honesty I dissolve in tranquility. The bandit shakes cold, a priest shows up to fake some sense, a changeless sequence of events. So apt I can touch – to be the first, yet feel the last a victim in progress – the auction of appetites ends. I suspend my eagerness this fruit grotesque, my fruit grotesque (..you) Desecrate my Penance Concrete/ all debris is now most complete.
4.
Repetitive nuisance is vivid the fright of a flawless deduction what matters the most is amusing to mock they clap for the least valued act – dead end ricochet Father’s face looks sharp Mother’s face looks strange Strangely, the figure slips what Judge would make a crime out of him? god’s parody, the audience ecstatic, I too stand surprised He reaches for aid while their noises distract he pleaded his weakness – puzzling the story evermore yet censored the parts that only a jester would relate to, they nodded in ignorance, may their innocence rest safe with their creed Oh naughty I’ve been, common I, to give it a thought or two -Mother your face looks sad. The race to run I’ve cornered my shame assumptions spared; disturbance is now beyond any need Breathe in the words the writer injects in his parchments Puke out them thoughts the writer rejects in his parchments
5.
Allegiant memories oppressed my foe, you’re now a friend warm-hearted voice pierces through help me, drudge, help me, drudge! Obedient memories reversed my foe, you’re now a friend cold-hearted screech exhaled hold me, drudge, hold me, drudge! (Abstract images collide and form a scenery of shapeless grid Among all flickering spots of ill, the torch of odd) Broken conditions are altered God’s pretty face has been scarred The son, touched his grin puked his preach swallowed nothing but false expectations butchering his self-respect, discipline with holy content. The son, this mighty freak stuttered his preach sharing nothing but dark expectations slaughtering his self-commitment God’s pretty face been scarred at last. This sense has slackened oh slack, breed contention is this legitimate to be contagious of desolation? Such change is untold the downfall is an upping road (as) seen from above as all believed and all are thought inspired and blocked. Neither free nor imprisoned Order come, befriend my reason Suck my beauty, be deformed such a horrific perfected perversion Tat Twam Asi
6.
All Shed 08:19
Aptly obsessed greatly diverse Fundaments ripped to compounds Monuments raised to unreachable lows I disperse your trust I would reject your trust I could not shed your thrust Simply distressed gently harassed Fundaments ripped to compounds Monuments raised to unreachable lows And as distorted as this fairytale of old and lost where subjects do digress and poets fall for bittersweet excess I choke on melodies I shouldn’t comprehend, more painful than a nail’s caress the fairy whispers – I am overwhelmed I strive for an alternate end I wished for this ordeal.. And as distorted as this fairytale of old and lost where subjects do digress and poets fall for bittersweet excess I choke on melodies I shouldn’t comprehend, more painful than a nail’s caress the fairy whispers – I am overwhelmed Scarcely, puppets have been stirred Seemingly conceptual, actively intellectual, actively refreshed, vividly enhanced Lastly, puppets will now speak Sickly differential, typical credential, of woman and a man, sterility of God Scarcely, puppets have been stirred Equally conceptual, actually intellectual, actively rejoiced, may my smile be bruised May my smile be.. Puppets now be stirred Puppets will now speak, Puppets as deformed as the Holiest wombs Puppets that disrupt my slumber
7.
Not a word.

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The Year Is One is the album of the artistic elite and the struggling complexity; a series of cyclothymic events, a theatrical play where the beginning blends into the end. The dramatic personae collapse, as the puppeteer dances. Extremity modernized.

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released July 30, 2013

Engineered & Mixed by John McRis
Mastered by Steve Lado
Illustration by Neopithecus

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