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The Biweekly Project #8

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The topic of this discussion is something of unimaginable size
A world beyond ours which we cannot comprehend yet
Maybe, just maybe, we will never understand
To save ourselves from the horrors that are at hand

What I am talking about is the destruction of a mind not one but many
As you see, we are all connected by some mystical force
I cannot explain or begin to comprehend but I urge you
Do not delve deeper for surely we will all perish as one

Take life for instance, some miracle
Or just a chemical reaction played out in perfect subharmony
You see, just as easy as it comes into existence it can be extinguished
Like a flame sprouting from nothing and gone with a gust of wind

Now I sit at my desk and I don't understand
I have the knowledge, I have the power
But yet my own humanity is telling me to stop
I want to stop but the power is pushing me forward so I sit, slowly going insane.

The insanity is growing, as I'm writing this journal my poor frail mind begins to crumble beneath me
I feel it, the power deep inside, the power to destroy, the power is in my hands
But I can't, there is a barrier there, something that is holding me back, why is it holding me back?

I know deep down inside this is what I must do but still I cannot go forward with my plan
What cruel god would wish this upon me? What cruel being of ultimate power would bestow this to my mind and then let me stop?
What god? Some being from outer space? What do I call such a thing? What do I call that power?

Hello again, this is my final entry
I am sorry to say but I am done with this plan
I am finally able to stop myself but at the cost of my own life
I have come to terms with my own existence that I am nothing but a pawn for some space god out there in this great beyond

Just know that life is safe so long as I perish
But I am no hero, I am just a man, corrupted by the cruel intentions of a space god

A final quote from Carl Sagan:
The cosmos is all that is or was or ever will be.
Our feeblest contemplations of the cosmos stir us
There is a tingling in the spine, a catch in the voice,
A faint sensation, as if a distant memory, of falling from a height.
We know we are approaching the greatest of mysteries.

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from The Biweekly Project, track released May 27, 2015
Antonio Aguas: Lead Vocals, Lyrics
Thomas Cruz: Drums, Synth
Julian Janssen: Lead Guitar, Rhythm Guitar, Production/Mastering
Louise Montalvo: Bass

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Antonio Aguas: Vocals
Thomas Cruz:
Drums/Keys
Julian Janssen: Guitar
Louise Montalvo:
Bass

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