This track is from our electronic side project known as X3GIS!
Production: D. O'Toole
Vocals: Ari C. --- check out https://instagram.com/ariband and https://ariband.bandcamp.com
Guitar: Chuck Tarr

X3GIS x P4P - Eternity (Featuring Ari C.) SHRED MIX

Production, vocals: D. O'Toole
Guitar, drum programming: Guy Gabaree
Additional guitar: Chuck Tarr
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voices of men
thunder and fire

a river you can't reach
straight down
the rope is strong and so are we
but we're losing the light

i couldn't take the outpour of war stories
i couldn't stand the pain

voices of men
thunder and fire

follow the smoke
to the mountain

the river's cold and sweet
where sorrow flows
i'm reborn and so is he
at least in my dreams

i couldn't take the outpour of war stories
i couldn't stand the pain

i can't take on the sorrows of an older man
i have enough of my own

tell me if you want to hear
what i'd never tell a woman
i learned it by the creek

Fire

Production, vocals: D. O'Toole
Rhythm guitar: Chuck Tarr
Lead guitar, drum programming: Guy Gabaree
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what would i go through
never to have met you
you fucking freak
get away from me
you're freaking me way out

you make me feel so
untouchable
unlovable
unfuckable

what a surprise
a long list of things
you don't like
about me

i guess i'll have to change
the perfect man isn't far away

not knowing your sign
is like not knowing
your own birthday

on the inside
of my elbow
there'll be a pain like hell

the pain of
not knowing the future

i don't want to find out
but i need to know

if the sun will shine down
tomorrow

what a surprise
a long list of things
you don't like
about me

i guess i'll have to change
the perfect man isn't far away

Freak

Production, vocals: D. O'Toole
Drum programming, bass guitar: Guy Gabaree
---

these souls
the two of us are like birds
with one red and one black wing

you should sing the night away
while i sleep

just when i think nothing will come of us
i hold you anyway

what other way could there be?
my friend

let me sing back to the voice
that i once heard

do you hear that hawk crying up to heaven?
not fading one bit five years on

calling sometimes "David"
but mostly calling "Ariane, Ariane"
   
if soon i must go
don't think of me as gone

don't think of me at all
if you can avoid it

these souls
the two of us are like birds

with one red and one black wing

Birds

Production, vocals: D. O'Toole
Guitars, drum programming: Guy Gabaree
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i will be the first man to break the speed of sound
without a vehicle

oh shit i'm gonna fall
twenty miles straight down

what will it be like to die in an instant?

i took a chance
but now my chances are fading, ohh

a secret message meant for another man

i took my time but time is slowly changing me
blink and you'll miss it
you'll find out who i really am

i did it for America, but why?
because I'm an American man
in trouble with the FBI
for reasons i don't quite understand

i will see
the world come collapsing to the ground

without a reason

oh shit it's gonna fall
twenty miles straight down

what will it be like to die in an instant

Airspace

Production: David O'Toole and Guy Gabaree
Vocals: David O'Toole
Guitar: Guy Gabaree
---
to a prison of screaming flesh desires
i condemn you for a time

i'll come calling for your soul entire
you'll come and shatter mine

my right arm bears the sign
of a wound ages old

a spear and shield as black as coal
let the danse macabre take our souls

don't lie to me
don't play dumb when you really understand lust

i'm tired of loving you
from a safe distance

you touch me like a priest
so why don't you understand us?

to a pile of screaming flesh reviled
i address this lullaby

i'll come calling for your flesh defiled
you'll come and ravish mine
 
shall we set aside the pretense
of using you or using me?

can't we lie together in stillness?
pray to nothing we can't see?

don't lie to me
don't play dumb when you really understand lust

i'm tired of loving you
from a safe distance

you touch me like a priest
so why don't you understand us?

Radiolarians

Production, vocals: David O'Toole
Guitars, drum programming, additional production: Guy Gabaree
---
i'm in the mood for a personality shift
a broken glass snowdrift

crush a little bit between your fingers, that's my way
and you start to fly on the highway

come on and taste it
roll it round your mouth

watch it change you
spin your head around

it ain't exactly good clean Christian living
now is it?

no sir

ooh it burns
but it feels so right

i like a little X in my ecstasy
now supply me

i-95, all points north, let's go!
just you and me on the road

we'll cling to life  
like vampires afraid of the sun
 
i'm in the mood for a change of pace
i wanna clench my teeth and screw up my face   
i like a little intensity
four molecules hitting immensely 

throw out your shame
but don't get caught

i'm a master criminal
spying on the citadel

we ain't exactly the star-crossed lovers
you dream of

no sir

ooh it hurts  
but it feels so right
  
i like a little X in my sex you see
now supply me

i-95, all points north, let's go!
just you and me on the road

we'll cling to life  
like vampires afraid of the sun

I-95

Production, lyrics, vocals: David O'Toole
Guitars, composition: Chuck Tarr
Additional production: Guy Gabaree
---
two thirds God and one third man
Gilgamesh sits high
on the throne

loving all the women
working all the men
to the bone

let me tell you a story
older than Christ

a man on a mission
for eternal life

let me tell you what he found on his way

The Gods sent a wild man to challenge him
Enkidu gave the priestess seven nights of sin

Gilgamesh and Enkidu
they fought like dogs, didn't know who'd win

Gilgamesh victorious
into the night

a man on a mission
for eternal life

let me tell you what he found on his way

then came the battle of the Beast
Humbaba came from the East

the sky is black
the demon-thing is slain!
let's bring his head back
and find our fame!

But the Gods were angry
and Enkidu was cut down

"Gilgamesh couldn't save me."
"Come on and save me now!"

He traveled to the end of the world
found a man with sadness in his eyes
 
Gilgamesh said "can you give me the secret of life"?   

The sad man said the Gods are jealous of their power
they keep the fire for themselves

and when the serpent stole the flower
Gilgamesh was left alone to tell

the tale of Enkidu

Gilgamesh

Production, lyrics, vocals, drum programming: David O'Toole
Composition: David O'Toole and Guy Gabaree
Rhythm guitars: Chuck Tarr and Guy Gabaree
Lead guitar, additional production: Guy Gabaree
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pumping iron
and a steely stare
it's all i can stand
not to die of hunger

blazing sirens
smoke in the air

when we got high in July
I felt a love for you

i wanna be glued together
cause you smell so nice

i wanna make love in leather
trust me it'll feel just right

your unnatural caress
has me undone
knowing what it's like
to love someone so damaged

turn out the lights
it's our last night on Earth

come inside
give your money's worth

come and ride a wounded steed in style
come on, soon you'll be closer to me

stay by my side
and i'll worship you
a glistening God of sex

i wanna be glued together
cause you smell so nice

i wanna make love in leather
trust me it'll feel just right

your unnatural caress
has me undone
knowing what it's like
to love someone so damaged

Unnatural Caresses

Production, lyrics, vocals: David O'Toole
Guitars: Chuck Tarr
Composition: Chuck Tarr and Guy Gabaree
Additional production: Guy Gabaree
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today at school we learned
that fire burns
buildings fall
and everyone seems to hate each other

why does the world have to burn?
i just got here!
God likes to make us squirm
he must not fear  

once again we caught ourselves talking like you were gone

i wanna grab your head and scream
"what's going on?"
   
the setting sun's about to bleed
we're at the apex of this dream

accelerate to ramming speed!
this is the end of history!

today on the news we learned
there's hatred in our souls
and garbage in the sea

i'm not too concerned
i'm feeling very cold
can't sympathize with you or me

once again it's man versus time
once again it's yours versus mine
  
once we were men
and then we died  
i wanna tell you what that feels like
inside

the setting sun's about to bleed
we're at the apex of this dream

accelerate to ramming speed!
this is the end of history!

The End of History

jake brake loud as hell
guess he didn't see the sign
his rig's too big for me but i like his style

on my way to my momma's hometown
where the steel mills ran for miles even after they shut down
where the people don't assume too much 
  
sometimes i wish that this town had made me a man
 
but in the later years
i heard from excellent men

"between paradise and this place
there must be a dead end"

so push that pedal down and let's get there faster

well it's three parts this and one part that
you can cook it up but can you kick it back?

on my way to my mommas hometown
to look for cigarette butts on the playground

to find a lover, maybe, easy does it
just check you out and make sure we ain't cousins

but in the later years
i heard from excellent men

"between paradise and this place
there must be a dead end"

so push that pedal down and let's get there faster

when momma was a child
there came a smog

two dozen people died
but she surivived

on my way to my momma's hometown
where the steel mills ran for miles even after they shut down
where the people don't assume too much 

Lord let me go back once more before i die

but in the later years
i heard from excellent men

"between paradise and this place
there must be a dead end"

so push that pedal down and let's get there faster

Donora, PA

i've met some real freaks
and a few philandering couples

sober for a few weeks
no longer thinking or seeing double

i wanna tell you how the years went by
at a bar in the city where i was born
   just before the turn of '79

ten years to the day since the fire i was there by chance
heard the snares and saw the white gloves on their hands

they say there were six of them, they were young blood
the flashing lights went dark and
they left behind their sons

i remember when the President came around
the world heard our name

it seemed to mean something in those years

ten years to the day since the fire i was there by chance
heard the snares and saw the white gloves on their hands

i live just outside of town now
try not to make too much noise

stay out of other people's intimate affairs
stick to matters of choice

i wanna tell you how the years went by
at a bar in the city where i was born
   just before the turn of '79

ten years to the day since the fire i was there by chance
heard the snares and saw the white gloves on their hands

Under The Highway

two pairs of brothers
all friends and rivals
your woman hates me
but i don't give a fuck
i don't need her for survival
a life story that ain't found in the Bible
oh no

one tree with bitter fruit
and one with sweet

one brother to weep in silence
while the other screams  

let's open up the book of Job
and you can tell me what the Father says about it

he says "no man
can give you God
much as I would like to prophesy his arrival"
oh no 

you and i were talking about
how men find religion

just gimme a little time, brother
won't you call me,
if you feel like dying, brother?  

little else remains to tell
about how the Almighty makes his decisions
but i got something to say
about how brothers find themselves
in the human condition

Family Trees

up in the sky
a yellow green
iridescence

your glances lie
in between lust
and innocence

i'm restless tonight

i changed my attitude toward living
and all the shame            
at this later stage of the game

idle hands
seeking someone
soul of a man
eyes of a woman

i'll be damned
there's a train comin

let me tell you about a friend from years gone by
he couldn't wait
to be in the arms of Jesus
but are they long enough to reach us?

that point of light went
from one horizon
to the other

can't believe it
listen, son
it was only summer

The Prowler

well there's a twenty five foot tall fiberglass rooster in my town
troublemakers tried to steal it when i was young

well the fuzz got tipped off somehow
sirens came a squealin they had to run

evil deeds done come back to the doer
those boys split up and so did their pursuers

they caught one down in the woods
between the high school and the baseball diamond

another in the street
tried to play it cool instead of hiding

they caught my brother last
my hometown's finest did their task

damn, man, you should be glad
they didn't kick your ass!

let me tell you bout
two brothers joyous and forlorn
then a third was born

the blizzard of 78 shut us all in
to the state line and past
    
i hear the highway callin
from here to anywhere you ask

daddy taught us how to scream
but I turned my heart to song

in this house the damned have all we need
just everything we need is wrong
  
one white horse painted black
and another of true color

so i put on this hat 
that belongs to my brother

The Heist

Guitars: Chuck Tarr. Bass, programming, production: Guy Gabaree. Vocals, lyrics, additional production: David O'Toole

the heat from the Sun shimmers on the highway
between the truck stops and the overpasses
my view is off kilter, they say
cuz im wearin my dad's sunglasses

who are these people comin around asking questions
about my motivations and views?

why do I get this creepy feeling
that I'll end up on the news?

who taught you how to cut through other people's bullshit?
i must admit my father's the one
who taught you how to put your foot down?
the one who made me! i'm my father's son

who are these people comin round asking questions
about my dreams and my plans for the future?

he showed me the Pennsylvania Turnpike
but said little about love
he taught me how computers work and how meteors strike
and what the stars are made of

who taught you how to raise your voice?
i must admit my father's the one
who taught you how to make this righteous noise?
that's right, I'm my father's son

and then the story takes a different turn
and it's a suspicious one

hey kid
i got a message to send
my name is John Morrison
i'm your new best friend

let's do secret wargames and AI

you and me together
we can fight the war on terror
blow Osama's head sky high!

take it away, Chuck!

he showed me the Pennsylvania Turnpike
but said little about love
he taught me how computers work and how meteors strike
and what the stars are made of

who taught you how to cut through other people's bullshit?
i must admit my father's the one

who taught you how to put your foot down?
the one who made me! i'm my father's son

so i told that bastard John Morrison
he can hit the road

that was thirteen years ago
and my soul still ain't been sold

who are these people comin round
with praise that shines like gold

he showed me the Pennsylvania Turnpike
but said little about love
he taught me how computers work and how meteors strike
and what the stars are made of

War Games

Guitar: Chuck Tarr. Vocals, programming: David O'Toole.

woman!
you're a natural liar
but aren't they all doing it?

i might be a loser for hire, but
if there's a liar's hell you'll stew in it

it's unreal what you're doing
all my shit unscrewing

you don't have to set your dreams aside
in the Econoline
you can look out at the stars

1990 was a bad year for me
but it was great for cars!

she runs on propane and extension cords
she gets to work I'll praise the Lord

it's a sorry state of affairs
but i don't miss your dead-eyed psycho stare

it's unreal what you're doing
all my shit unscrewing

it can all be yours
for seven five
come inside
check her out

you'll be ready to buy!

something from within is calling me to change
but when i try to look
all i get is infinite pain

it's unreal what you're doing
the pile of shit you're screwing

you don't have to set your dreams aside
in the Econoline
you can look out at the stars

1990 was a bad year for me
but it was great for cars!

ever since that dingbat second husband of yours
came into our lives

everything's a conspiracy and so much more
than i realized

ohhhhhhh
that's one ball busting bitch

it can all be yours
for seven five
come inside
check her out

you'll be ready to buy!

you don't have to set your dreams aside
in the Econoline
you can look out at the stars

1990 was a bad year for me
but it was great for cars!

In The Econoline

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