Robins voyage a 7 track ep tells a story on the young space cadets journey. drifting through the solar system trying to find his home. facing trials and tribulations on the way blanch gives a small peek, but a bigger truth lies beneath !

5.Let You Down

Aleph Null knows how the Big Bang start,
dread Nought slows heartbeat: homogeny.
Aleph One dreams to complete the parts,
Zero-Dark thoughts, Corpus Callosotomy.
Aleph Two knew to believe Big Freeze,
de-ice the Cipher anthropologically.
Aleph Three seen to reweave the cards,
dead-eyes the Phyla via biopsychology.
Domain: "Dysfunction". Physio-harmony.
Splattering brain matter; mind over bodily.
Data to the scatter-plot get stocked to grow economies.
Cost, ineffective 'til the spectrum know autonomy.
Oh, oh, oh...oh my God.
Let's not stop 'til the nexums default.
Oh, oh, oh...no you don't.
Debts not dropped 'til the breadcrumbs exsolved.
Soma to evolve, from root of all evil.
Did you change your mind on the world & its sequel?
Coma to cata-tonic on the rapture.
Do the feintest preview curl your septum 'til it shatter?
Bedlam to revolve, suits in the King's Hall:
Staining glass with blood & sweat to trade for their Queen's quinoa.
Mash for the legions, sown underneath 'em:
Gradually go mad enough to spree the streets screaming...

[Not a commodity. Formed by the primordial.
Blessings to the few who scrutinize the bifactorial.
Rot in the colony. Erythrocytes incurable.
Meddling presently euthanized via cardinal.
Top-down monstrosity. Bottom-up exorable.
X knew why neutralizing U was affordable.
Non-stop chronology. Cordata leaves corporeal.
Next cometh fallen Spring, til Summer storms the Boreal...
How many more til the forest bleeds proportional-
-ly?]

"Who's next?"

One hit, you're laughing. Two more; confusion.
Three lives have passed thee, enforced via union.
One if you're happy. Too full of bullshit.
Three times to apathy, and for the conclusion:

[Blood...Sweat...Depths...Synectic...
Mind...Body...Brain...Rot...
Vain...Rotting...Body...Mind...
Breath...Electric...Life...Stop]

Rockstar...Lifestyle...might not make it.
I like riff raff grungey, I don't ever wanna change it.
Cop cars...nitrile...lights got taken.
If you find them honey, don't be dumb & fucking breaking it.

If Aleph Null knows how the Big Bang start,
then does Dread Nought slow heartbeats' cacophony?
If Aleph One's dreams reconvene the parts,
do the ends restart at the same topography?
If Aleph Two knew to believe Big Freeze,
why, please, did Sunshine inspire mythology?
If Aleph Three seen to reweave the cards,
then should stars be deciphered, how could they possibly?
Oh...did you change your mind?
Trading lies for what life ought to be?
And did you cross that line?
At the end of time, where the finite possibly...
...exits...body...out of...mind...every...thing...changed...

Rockstar...Lifestyle...might not make it.
I like riff raff grungey, I don't ever wanna change it.
Cop cars...nitrile...lights got taken.
If you find them honey, don't be dumb & fucking breaking it.
[Aleph Null knows how the big bang start.

[Aleph One dreams to complete...
Aleph Two knew to believe big freeze.
Aleph Three seen to reweave...]

Face Cards. Fake Smile. Aced all placements.
Keep counting on 'em, honey;
Fool House stay vacant.

[Aleph Null knows how the Big Bang start,
dread Nought slows heartbeat: homogeny.
Aleph One dreams to complete the parts,
Zero-Dark thoughts, Corpus Callosotomy.]

Rockstar...Lifestyle...thy exsanguination.
And if you find that loving, don't you motherfucking WASTE IT!

[Aleph Two knew to believe Big Freeze,
de-ice the Cipher anthropologically.
Aleph Three seen to reweave the cards,
dead-eyes the Phyla via biopsychology.]

Resipiscence on Aleph Null

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