The pendulum swings to a deadline 
He’s fine tuned to disobey
Static goes the vision, riding with the picture tide

Red spills at the pink city
8 ticks till the 12th minute


The innocence you cradled
Will sink six feet under

Drilling deeper 
Black gold with the taint of red and blue
The slag still remains the same
 
Transcendence through the eyes of another... 

Eyes on the flame that died thrice
Trailing past the resistance
 
The innocence you cradled
Will sink six feet under
Your dammed 999…

A veil over sermons soul
Monopoly of the blind

Transcendence through the eyes of another...
Breathing in life of a stranger…

Drowning with faceless images
The light yonder beckons
Come breathe in the present
Come breathe in the present, now

Tentative questions 
Answer’s without Conviction

12 months now
His shadow plays at the doorstep 
Aching tears in a mothers’ eyes
Heart still heavy, tears run dry…

Heretic - Thoughts

It hangs on the wall, a blind man’s painting
One that betrays its purpose
His fingers smudge the colour 
As the stain sets in, thoughts sink slowly
Down into his mind

As the drug kicks in, all he sees are pictures in flashes
Her smile fills his eyes
They’ll fade with him as the candle burns out

Paintings of his life in shades of grey
His own masterpiece, in a frame upon the wall

The picture now looks barren now that she is gone

Asking for one another
They never read between the lines
No coincidence or happenstance
It’s the choice given, 
To be together is not always fate
Perchance the path one cuts through..

Heretic - Choice

In a beautiful day with dreams of clay
I’m out in the sun
Where do I belong, I’m all alone 
Walking all the way
Eyes open wide awake
Think its all fate
That’s why I’m here alone

I stare at the sun 
Cover my eyes
Daylight slips through my fingers 
Eyes wide shut
Yellow fields, sky painted ochre
Closer to life
A lie in disguise

Say a thousand words that say
That convey, it’s away
A day will soon be over here
There will be no tear, with no one to hear
But I’ll turn around my fate
reach the golden gate 
That’s why I’m here alone

I stare at the sun 
Cover my eyes
Daylight slips through my fingers 
Eyes wide shut
Yellow fields, sky painted ochre
Closer to life
A lie in disguise


Lonely streets are all I see
They say truth, where can it be
I think it’s up in the sky
I’ll find it before I lie down

Shadows melt over the ground 
The sun goes down, out of my sight
I think its up in the sky
It’ll find me before I lie down….

Heretic - Alone

Albumart Conceived by: Abhijith Vb
Music: The Down Troddence 
Guest Solo: Baiju Dharmajan
Lyrics: Nezer Ahemed
Produced by: Keshav Dhar
Album: How Are You? We are fine, Thank You
Year: 2013

Forgotten Martyrs Ft. Baiju Dharmajan_The Down Troddence

Scribe - Black Diamond

Album: How Are You? We Are Fine, Thank You

Lyrics : Nezer Ahemed 
The sperm who won now / zygote Resting in amniotic fluid
Supplied with proteins and phospholipids Enough to comfort you 
in 38 degree Celsius of false security / Not aware of the WMD's and RR warheads 
and 8 million P. O. W. s in world war I
Umbilical chord severed with collective wisdom 
Unexplored of a million year old descendance.
Destined again to curl in the wool of, Spoon fed fairy tales of education 
and 21st century careerism / Wool of artificial sanctuary, invisible chains 
of human civilisation / Amplified through families, friends and 
The collective bombardment of bullshit from religious abodes. 
The phantasm of a greater self controlling the stars, heaven and hell.
Grown kid now questions reality and authority 
While the parents read books on Developmental psychology 
and 1000 ways to make marriage work / Trapped in seclusion between the seas 
and Satan of parental advice and fights and fuck no!
Got to break free from this containment of human stupidity
IQ of 123, EQ of 90th percentile and SQ of alpha raised to alpha 
eats an apple and asks, ìWhat the fuck was she thinking to put us in 
this infinite loop of creation sustain and destruction?î
Contemplates about the millennials consumed by Brands named in the west 
and produced from a 100 mile far factory next to their homes
Drinking booze to fuck a person they never met At the bar 
consumed by the alcohol, MDMAs and roofies / Hopeless and meaningless,
Existence of a fucked up analogous beat of the urban life
Runs aloof again severed for the second time 
from the umbilical chord of society
Advocating work hard party harder bullshit, 
Gulping the sad reality of Truth being an average of perceptions 
What is truth?
Look at me
What is truth?
Negates the ancient, genetic and telepathic hunch 
of inquisition, Returns to the abyss of doctors, 
engineers and software consultants Earning five figures,
Happily married now with two kids and a beautiful house 
with white fencing, Car packed with 5998 cc matt finish,
Memberships in cosmopolitan clubs 
often haunted by the old questioning youth in the 20's 
Dies of slow poisoning life / Sees the light at the end 
hears a voice of a man middle aged / with surgical mask in blue,
Mr. Name, It's a Boy, Congratulations!

Chaapilla_The Down Troddence

Intro:
Underneath the calm, there's a storm that waits,
Hidden wars, behind the gates.

Verse 1:
Smile for the world, tears in the dark,
Fighting a shadow, leaving a mark.
Every laugh, every nod, perfectly played,
Inside, the colors fade to grey.

Pre-Chorus:
Can you see the cracks, can you hear the cries?
Under the surface, the truth lies.

Chorus:
Beneath the surface, where we hide our pain,
In the silence, screams remain.
Looking fine, but feeling worse,
Under the calm, a hidden curse.

Verse 2:
Rushing days, rushing past,
But slow are the nights, the fears that last.
The world moves fast, but thoughts move slow,
Turbulent depths, where no one goes.

[solo]

Bridge:
Reach out your hand, I'm drowning below,
In the depths, where fears grow.
Pull me up, let’s share this fight,
Bring the hidden into light.

Chorus:
Beneath the surface, where we hide our pain,
In the silence, screams remain.
Looking fine, but feeling worse,
Under the calm, a hidden curse.

Outro:
Let's break the surface, let the healing start,
Show the world the strength of heart.
Together we stand, together we rise,
From the depths, to clear blue skies.

Beneath

I wanna be somebody else
Somebody better than this
I wanna die Rich and famous 
Fill this hole in my head 

All The Fat Children - Somebody Else

Track#2 from Heretic's debut album 'Words to Epilogues'


Reprise

Snap back to life 
This is not the end of road
Falling back into 
Streets of despair
What you have now is your past 
Your destiny calling you
For one last time 
Slave your body to soul

Bring back the light 
Swear by the will of burning fire
Reclaim your breath
What you have is now your past
Your destiny calling you 
For one last time
Slave your body to soul

Wake up from ruins 
one last time
Look what you’ve become 
The road that you’re on
Is to where you belong
You've got to reprise

Insecurity living in obscurity
This ends tonight
Burn the bridge you cross
You’re walking over your past
Life is not the one through crimson eyes
You’re resurrecting 

Wake up from ruins 
one last time
Look what you’ve become 
The road that you’re on
Is to where you belong
You've got to reprise


Heretic - Reprise

The title track from Heretic's debut album "Words to Epilogues"

Words to Epilogues

Words in spite
Push past doors
Painted, animated
Suspended by the threads of memories
Curled up, eyes closed
But that won’t stop the voices

Neither will it drop short
This is no melody
Stinging pictures it carries
Lend your ears
It plays out the cacophony
Unrestricted, Indiscrete
 
As the nations clench their fists
The two states in agony unseen
 
Quite a charmer and loved
The pied piper bows out
Perfecting the imbalance
Not a clichéd story,
Written over and over again
But a new perspective for The Architect
 
Bold words wither as he speaks
Drawing images he always feared
The one that smothered him from 11
The same; that grew with him since
 
Their eyes never meet
But of course the war
New fences
Eyes narrowed and apprehensive
Another chapter in the offing
Silently as they script
Their personal epilogues

Heretic - Words to Epilogues

The 9th and final Song from Heretic's debut album "Words to Epilogues"

Ring of Colours

Tides ebb away,
From the earth’s warmth,
Breaking beliefs, 
A perpetual lesson
Relentless, but ever caressing, 
A change with a degree of perspective,
Beauty that betrays the passing eyes
Touch of creator,
For you who romances creation 
 
Mind, chaos with a simple key,
Augmented between your logic and belief 
Simple but crafted,
White walls don’t tell stories 
 
Paint new stories,
Write new pictures 
More beautiful than simple
Is your resonance with native skin
Naive travelers, trying to buy
A space in time
Entwined in, inevitability of the moment
Caught in the flutter,
Of the butterfly's wings
 
Linger in the arms of nature,
Swim the still waters of time
More than often,
Your questions are answers
 
Branches of violet in the grey sky,
Crimson melting in the oceans bosom,
Fragrance of the earth with touch of a drop,
Textures of life, so ethereal
Knit into a canvas
He paints from the palette,
With a ring of colours.

Heretic - Ring Of Colours

After months of impromptu jams and conversations at coffee shops, in September 2005, Abhijit Namboodiripad and Hareesh Kumar started putting together the pieces that would eventually form the primeval Heretic, a thrash metal outfit based out of Cochin, Kerala. Months of jamming and tryouts later, the band was still looking for the perfect voice to wield the microphone. This need was finally met by Akhil Unnikrishnan, whose discovery was a matter of sheer good fortune. After further scouting, Arpith Easo Samuel was appointed the Heretic drummer. Benjamin Thomas completed the line-up taking up bass duties and thereby completing the back line as well as Heretic’s essential line-up. With the influx of talent, the band matured and picked up a sound somewhere within the alternative metal sphere. The band paced things up by playing local gigs and competitions, but the real break came when they went on win the Kingfisher Kerala Rocks competition, thereby also landing a contract with Kingfisher for live performances. There was no looking back after then, and Heretic began playing bigger arenas and prestigious festivals like the June Rock Out, Kingfisher Great Indian October Fest, Independence Rock and Yamaha RoXX. A line-up change that saw Kevin Prichard replacing Arpith on the drums, however did not deter the band’s intent and Heretic forged ahead working towards writing new material and recording the debut album. With selective live performance appearances, Heretic concentrated its efforts into the studio, bringing out a high quality record working with renowned producer Keshav Dhar. 
Having their talent set in stone with this album, Heretic is poised to take over the live music scene in the coming year by storm. With work already underway for the next album, Heretic promises to reach greater heights and affect greater numbers with their brand of beautifully aggressive music.

Heretic - Thoughts

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