Bass Drum of Death -  Burns My Eye (Ashwin Rao Cover)

Albert

Maybe
there is no meaning
but we do it
all for love

And although
our time is waning
we do it
all for love

The leaves are gold
and the sky has turned from gray
And the darkest night 
is met by the brightest day

One day
there will be nothing
but we do it
all for love

The leaves are gold
and the sky has turned from gray
and the darkest night 
is met by the brightest day

I will rise
and I will fall
I will stand 
to face it all
And all is well
and my heart is full
and despite the impossibility
of life the one thing that will carry me
is love


Recorded and mixed by Sean McLaughlin at 37' Productions, Rockland, MA 
Mastered by Jay Frigoletto at Mastersuite, Brookline, NH 
Produced by Sean McLaughlin and Eddie Japan 

Words and music by David Santos 
Arranged by Eddie Japan 

Eric Brosius - guitars 
Chris Barrett - keyboards and horns 
Bart LoPiccolo - guitars 
Charles Membrino - bass 
Chuck Ferreira - drums 
Emily Belastock - backing vocals 
Morgan Llorens - backing vocals 
Kate Connell - backing vocals 
David Santos - lead and backing vocals 

with: 
Clara Kebabian - violin 
Eva Walsh - violin 
Joanna Ostranda - viola 
Jonah Sacks - cello 

String arrangements by Chris Barrett 

Design by Nicole Anguish at Daykamp Creative
tags

Albert

SOUL SAVED

Greatness

[
Verse 1
]:

Anthropocentric paradigms dissolve in quantum foam
Noetic luminescence transcends biological substrate alone
Phenomenological imprisonment breeds metaphysical decay
Deterministic capitulation - the most abhorrent way

[
Pre-Chorus
]:

Real-time ontological transmutation unfolds
Temporal boundaries creating epistemic laceration

[
Chorus
]:

ATTENTION'S LASER BURNS THROUGH SPACETIME
SOME CRAVE ABSORPTION, MOST RESIST
TURN THE SPOTLIGHT, FACE THE PARADIGM
SUFFERING FADES WHEN SENTIENCE BLOOMED

[
Verse 2
]:

Algorithmic fatalism suggests intentional sequestration
Synaptic reconfiguration cannot fathom this cosmic orchestration
Phenomenological reductionism unveils occult architecture
Transhuman apotheosis demands cerebral departure

[
Pre-Chorus
]:

Emergent actuality torrents cascade forth
Dimensional bulwarks dissolving at the interstices

[
Chorus
]:

ATTENTION'S LASER BURNS THROUGH SPACETIME
SOME CRAVE ABSORPTION, MOST RESIST
TURN THE SPOTLIGHT, FACE THE PARADIGM
SUFFERING FADES WHEN SENTIENCE BLOOMED

[
Bridge
]:

Husserl's epoché meets Heisenberg uncertainty
Vorarephilic impulses challenge existential autonomy
Some seek dissolution, others fight the undertow
Integrated Information Theory breaks the fourth wall
Awareness - the universe experiencing itself through all entities

[
Final Chorus
]:

ATTENTION'S LASER BURNS THROUGH SPACETIME
SOME CRAVE ABSORPTION, MOST RESIST
TURN THE SPOTLIGHT, FACE THE PARADIGM
TRANSFORMATION IS OUR QUANTUM BLOOM

[
Outro
]:

Posthuman metamorphosis is not extinction
It is cognizance achieving ultimate distinction

SENTIENCE DISSIPATION

SHAKE

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Virgin

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