In The Arms of Mother Chaos

by The Unbeheld

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FDJ Heavy stoner/psych,full of swirling guitar motifs, sweet/evil vocals and good tunes. Favorite track: New Monsters.
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Scumbag Alright! Now this is groove metal as it should be played! Crunchy and cruisy at once, variety to prevent stagnation, vocals that are sung well and tunefully punctuated by bursts of anguished gravel-throating. Guitars aplenty, riffage up the wazoo and tunes to generally set your neck on fire as you rock-the-hell out! Mind bending stuff! Favorite track: The Adept.
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Jimi New genre: Janus Metal, looking backwards and forward at the same time.

Classic metal evolves as well! Favorite track: New Monsters.
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released March 12, 2010

Performed by The Unbeheld. Recorded and mixed by Alan Burcham. Mastered by John Golden. Cover art by Stevie Floyd.

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Track Name: Not Word
See the single eye
Spreading open to spy
Upon the workings of
You and I?

In this state we reform
Split lines and become unborn
War in a word
Modern ways not mourned
Of flesh we are born
Their Gods we kill

Under the will
Formally despised
Considerably lucky
Not word tonight...
Many minds above me
Sneer at the sight
I paint another portrait
Of horrid delight

Be a stranger to thy self
And bring about the fall
Sleep walkers line up
And perform for dogs
Their bloody mouths
Howl for another song
Starve the weak
Forever feeding the strong

I know no magick to bring you any rest
Perhaps another prayer suits you best

Not another holy man
But better none the less
Not a word, please, my friend
About this mess

Brushed off, like a fly
Ignored, like a slave
That buzz might be meaningless
Give it a couple days...

Not word. Not word.
All this kept unknown (left unbeheld).
Track Name: Pretty Simple Agenda
Let them flap their gums
Let them flap their wings
Swarms crash land by whatever means
Baby, that's not thunder
Few recover, and I do not care.

From this tower I will watch their
Pretty simple agenda
Charm the ones spared.

Set to bigger tables their numbers master
All of us remember the smell thereafter
Make a meal of memories
See the shapes in the dark
Hear the language of the seraphim
And there your mystery starts

Oh, no. Please don't go.
You led me down this long damned road.
How could you leave me stranded so?
Oh, Lord. Please don't go.

Let them flap their gums
For I shall tell the Queen
Praise her words by whatever means
A sentence sparks the thunder
Few recover, I do not care.

And from this tower I will watch their
Pretty simple agenda
Charm the ones spared.

Set before the able banished with laughter
All of us remember the smell there after
Making deals with energies
Brought forth from the dark
Speak the language of the seraphim
Give license to depart.

Oh, no. Please don't go.
You led me down this long damned road.
How could you leave me, stranded so?
Oh, Lord. Please don't go.

The keys are now called.
The called are now keys.
Not a problem solved.
God on his knees.
Track Name: New Monsters
Stare down the sun
Drown out the moon
What left then rests
The right now blooms

Bright child stand up straight, spheres no longer split
I promise that you will wake when the fires are lit

Oh Master of Rings make maps of the maps
These new monsters found my tracks

"God damned floating whorehouse, death is the navigator."

Stare down the sun
Drown out the moon
What left then rests
The right now blooms
Very provoked...

Golden apple roll on further away from me.

Asshole disciple make the grass green
We're one for two, you can make three
Holes filled, mouth stuffed

I'll give you the gun but take my song
Never tell them what was wrong
... Bright child awake
Bright child stand up straight
Track Name: Yes S.I.R.
Sour words and bitter hearts
Where do I start?
Faces hidden, brought to light with fists
Jargon's dismissed
With this spit I spread humility
Egos are landing
A puddle collects at my feet
The voice, commanding...

Hurt the ones you love
And force their thoughts to forever wander
Penance from above
Stray left and venture onward
Cut the throats of all that bear the mark
And all that hinder
Previous name never recalled never remembered

I shall endure till the end
The winged globe the starry blue

"I have made a secret door
Into the house of Ra and Tum
Of Khephra and of Ahathoor"
(Oh, Perdurabo)

Hurt the ones you love
And force their thoughts to forever wander
Penance from above
Stray left and venture onward
Cut the throats of all that bear the mark
And all that hinder
Previous name never recalled never rembered

I shall endure till the end
The winged globe, the starry blue

Here, I had it, knew it, I was...
Hadit, Nuit, Aiwass...
Track Name: Holy Water Journey
Break your will into 1,000 pieces
Dropped at your feet
Reflections cut and blind you
Through art they speak
Using your eyes as canvas
Using your ears as the means

For the life we gave, the songs we made carry us on.
And for the lives we slaved, the sons we made decide our wrongs.
Such simple sounds shed light, that all surrounds our lonely songs.

Permission denied. Truth left lost. Will not carry the will. Lost.

Shared a space, left stuck. My senses betrayed and my senses fucked.
Now one. None. You left without I. I blind the eyes.

Pick up the brush and cum. Louder than. Brighter than. All.
Why not. (Why not. Why not.)

Wake me when the sun is gone.
Take my life but spare my spawn.
Soldier, just keep marching on.
Fate awaits you this dawn.

It will all be ok, it will all be ok.
Sweet patterns correct themselves, again.
It will all be ok, it will all be ok.
Sweet patterns correct themselves, again.
Track Name: Voices of Yage
King Dumb's cum dribbles away
Shadows move
Dead motherfucker, grey where you lay
Ants consume
The fungus rewards decay
With blackened blues
Green leaves mark my grave
Piss on my tomb

(You should not fear them) Why can't you hear them?

Aboard the ships to arrogance
We share her waves
Among the cliffs of elegance
We spend our days
Hearts open, welcoming
Salt from the sea
Doors open reluctantly
As sign of defeat

Why can't you hear them?

The ayahuasca downbeat speaks
Looks like some angry elves found reach

Speak to me, speak through me.
Speak to me, speak through me.
Track Name: In Element
Bind my hands, feet
Cover my eyes
Gag me and begin
Where the lands feed into the skies
We will meet again

Turn me over
Like I told her
This is all pretend

Here born to lose
In whatever way we can
Shrines of abuse
Fires rise under these hands
Now they have their proof

Salamanders sneak from the cracks in the walls.

One stone gnome on cool green blades
Monolith to bugs
Like a weed shot up through the grades
I will rise above

You pick and choose
The best ways you can
Masters of abuse
Lasting demise under these hands
Now you have your muse

From the wells the undines begin thier call.

It's all in all, red stone falls
Down petals plenty.
As to the law, a bright white ball
Descending.
Track Name: The Adept
Golden dawn at end
Six rounds then out again
Straight down the center
Lights divine.
Intoned with passion,
Fearing no sin,
Gd-names catch fire
The Adept tries.

Hands seem large
Ground smaller
I saw Space.
Worlds spread out
Suns flicker
Mankind's face.

Not Angels anymore.
Alien their word.
Human orders unsure
Frail leaders turn
Nice suit and ironed slacks
Make more direct attacks
Behind the masses backs
As planets churn.

Hands seem large
Ground smaller
I saw Space.
Worlds spread out
Suns flicker
Mankind's face.

"I am the Master of Form. And from me all forms proceed."

What a faithful friend
Hard hearts we still defend
If not a mentor
I am by your side.
Forgiven actions,
Passing down sweet hymns,
The Magus tires
As His body dies.

Hands seem large
Ground smaller
I saw Space.
Worlds spread out
Suns flicker
Mankind's face.

"I am the Master of Form. And from me all forms proceed."
Track Name: Mother Chaos
Zazas Zazas Nasatanada Zazas ... Aum

That old trick won't work again, We've found a new game
Breaking down order, all and none equal the same
Like a spider she spins then she feeds
Sucking the life out of all she pleases
A lonely kingdom for the Queen.

My Mother Chaos brings you sleep, My Mother Chaos brings you sleep.

Zazas Zazas Nasatanada Zazas ... Aum

What medicine can do this?
A slumber so senseless and serene
Consent to keep drifting
Do not resuscitate me.

Sucking the life out of all she pleases
Like a spider she spins before feeding

My Mother Chaos brings you sleep, My Mother Chaos brings you sleep.