''Ah, devil ether. It makes you behave like the village drunkard in some early Irish novel. Total loss of all basic motor function. Blurred vision, no balance, numb tongue. The mind recoils in horror, unable to communicate with the spinal column. Which is interesting because you can actually watch yourself behaving in this terrible way, but you can’t control it.''

Recorded and mixed by Chris Donaldson of Cryptopsy
Mastered by Pierre Remillard (Obliveon, Gorguts, Krisiun)

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Toadstool

''Everything was gonna be even worse than it already was.''

Recorded and mixed by Chris Donaldson of Cryptopsy
Mastered by Pierre Remillard (Obliveon, Gorguts, Krisiun)

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The Missing Element

Recorded and mixed by Chris Donaldson of Cryptopsy
Mastered by Pierre Remillard (Obliveon, Gorguts, Krisiun)

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Thus Falls The Curtain

'' There are songs that motivate us and trigger us into action; Songs that remind us on the beauty of life; Songs that lift us up when we’re down; Songs that remind us of who we are...

And there's this one. ''

Recorded and mixed by Chris Donaldson of Cryptopsy
Gang vocals recorded by Pascal Letendre (Archons, Decrepity)
Mastered by Pierre Remillard (Obliveon, Gorguts, Krisiun)

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Jean Coutu

'' Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? 

I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin? '' - Rentboy

Recorded and mixed by Chris Donaldson of Cryptopsy
Mastered by Pierre Remillard (Obliveon, Gorguts, Krisiun)

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Toward Another Dimension

''What kind of rat bastard psychotic would play that song- right now, at this moment ?''

Recorded and mixed by Chris Donaldson of Cryptopsy
Mastered by Pierre Remillard (Obliveon, Gorguts, Krisiun)

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Then, I Relapse

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Christian Donaldson 

Lyrics : 

The battle rages on and on, swimming against the stream.
Losing integrity through corruption, a gateway to perdition.

Predatory capitalism : Cancer cell ideology.
Growth for the sake of growth, 
until there is no more host to feed upon.

Golden calf idolatry, 
seeking fulfillment through mindless consumerism.
Avaricious, like a pig which seeks its food in the mud 
without caring where it comes from.

Absence of thoughts, absence of doubts.
Like nihilistic cattle on their way to the slaughterhouse,
we walk to our death with empty eyes and a chelsea grin. 

Will the wolf turn out to be a sheep ? 
How long will I stand on my feet ? 

- ''Set me free !'' 
- ''As long as you can pay, you are free''.
Materialistic indoctrination masquerading as entertainment.

Another day in which you awake.
Is there a difference ? Is there a change ?
Everything's fine, keep living the lie that is your life.
The worst is yet to come but the blazing sun won't stop to shine.

They sold us dreams we could not afford. 
They gave us answers we cannot question 
to questions we cannot answer... 
...And they call it ''freedom of choice''.

The battle rages on and on, trying not to sink.
Torn between two deadly options : Wage-slavery or starvation.

And as I walk further into the void, I dream of Hell.
At least I would scream, at least I would feel something.
The sweet torments of Hell are nothing compared to this nightmare 
that I can't wake up from, the american dream.

Music by Simon C. Massicotte and Obsek. 
Lyrics by Simon Turcotte.  

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Waylon Jones

From left to right : 

Benoit Breton, drums 
Simon C. Massicotte, guitars 
Nicholas Dube, high-pitched screams & death growls
Mathieu Laverdiere, bass 
Simon Turcotte, hardcore screams & death growls 

Lyrics :  

I came to this world submerged in blood, I quit the same. Homeless, drowning in debts, with only drugs to help me forget my countless failures. Shame weighs a lot more than flesh and bones. And every day is only one day less before I pull the plug. I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind. I'm out of words, depressed and sick of life. 

Bad seed pre-destined to burst into blood. Enough is enough, I've wasted enough time on a rooftop, contemplating the void, wondering if I should let go and fall. What if today's the day I finally find a goal, a dream to purchase? You promote healthy habits like it'd make the reaper look the other way. Death awaits, but death is nothing but the end of a fucked up dream that doesn't make any sense. But what if I change my mind the second I start to fall? No second chance. What if the light at the end of the tunnel is the front of an upcoming train? 

Recorded, mixed & mastered by Christian Donaldson
Music by Sébastien Mongrain-Theriault and Obsek



Lifesick

Pre-production of a song we didn't had the time to record in studio. 

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