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Behemooth
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Deep down, things that don’t want to be found, lurking in the underground, rearing up ahead / To break the surface /Each day brings new things to find for the curious mind, working through the night, to learn the purpose Big sound! Impossibly unimaginably,heart-stoppingly colossally loud BEHEMOOTH! Big sound! Impossibly, unimaginably, heart-stoppingly colossally loud BEHEMOOTH!Move in the dark picking up invisible strands, to formulate and understand the planet we live on/ Scratch the surface /Thousands of years with an eye to glass, staring up at the stars and everything between / To learn the purpose /Big sound! Impossibly, unimaginably, heart-stoppingly colossally loud BEHEMOOTH!Big sound! Impossibly, unimaginably, heart-stoppingly colossally loud BEHEMOOTH
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UnderWaterPainter
03:22
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If you’re not really looking then you won’t seeColour matched for colour Meticulously Way down in the dark mysterious deep Many are the strange creatures that never sleepAn underwater painter, a hidden cameraGlowing Neon, all the lights ON!Glowing Neon, all the lights ON!Limited palette, infinite themesLayer by layer / SymbioticallyChameleon of luminosity A mirror of everything that we seeGlowing Neon, all the lights ON!Celestial supernature, light show illuminator Glowing Neon, all the lights ON
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Coral
04:13
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In a kaleidoscope of a million castles. A Jungle Garden, ‘a holiday place’ , the place I’d like to be Who’s the architect? Well there’s a million membersWho serve their purpose, because they need one another equallyWe are the force of nature we can not control / can controlAnimal / Mineral / Plant, mangrove and seagrassElectric purple, yellow and peach, turquoise and plumLike an opening eye, in this wonder kingdomof light and shadow under the tropical ocean sunWhat is done is done / can’t undo itWhat is lost is gone / can’t get to it What is done is done / can’t undo itAnd it’s all in the palm of our hands...We are the force of nature we can not control / can control What a delicate thing, to hold in tension Fractal perfection now just skeletal fingers pointing at the skyAnd with the colours gone, and the visitors absentWe’ll know the value of what we’ve lost when we watch it dieWhat is done is done / can’t undo itWhat is lost is gone / can’t get to itWhat is done is done / can’t undo itAnd it’s all in the palm of our hands...We are the force of nature we cannot control / can controlAnd it’s all in the palm of our hands...
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There’s a hidden world beneath your feet In the hairline cracks of the gold mineThree and a half hours down below the crust Patterns realignPreserved like an insect in amberTrapped in crystallineMade to a different blueprint Built to a new design Always here but never known meInvisible to the naked eyeI me-ta-bo-lise so slowlyI live forever, I need never dieThe Universe winding around me As I move death-ly slowCaught in the dance of a lifetime you are too young to knowOpen the door to the last unexplored supernatural kingdom far from the sunSo far from what we imagine All the impossible things we have doneA strange phenomenonThere’s a hidden world beneath your feet.
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Pufferfish Love
04:57
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After twenty four long hours every day for seven days If you’ve got the time to spare, I’d really like to meet you to show you what I have madeCircle around it with bird’s eye vision to get the perfect view My passion is written in concentric circles It’s a labyrinth for twoWherever you are, I am looking for you to come and see it through Wherever you are, I am here, and I am waiting... The work is done for the lonely artist, but all glory fades The love note to you in peaks and valleys will vanish beneath the waves I myself blend in to the background, my craft is what I can giveThe love of beauty in concentric circles is what spurs us on to live Wherever you are, I am looking for you to come and see it through Wherever you are, I am here, and I am waiting...Sooner or later I will discover the lover I long for in youSooner or later I will discover the lover I long for in you Wherever you are, I am looking for you to come and see it through Wherever you are, I am here, and I am waiting..
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Patterns
03:43
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Ever feel like there’s a Secret that is close at hand? and if you could touch it, if you could reach it you could peel it back Numbers, the pattern that moves in Numbers Numbers, the pattern that moves in Numbers If there’s a code, if there’s a cipher, if there’s a pattern that moves in numbers-
leans over to whisper, what is it trying to tell you? Ever feel like there’s a secret that is close at hand? and if you could touch it, if you could reach it, you could peel it back It’s never quite as it seems...Ever feel like there’s a secret that is close at hand? and if you could touch it, if you could reach it, you could peel it back Numbers, the pattern that moves in Numbers Numbers, the pattern that moves in Numbers
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Rite Of Passage
03:40
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Learned Behaviour: it always turns us back round to the start just got in brand new skin, no leeway for slow learningthere is no ‘try’ to do your best there’s only one outcome if you fail the test I was born curious, I leave to know my way back by heart This is learned behaviour It always turns us back round to the start Its as if everything to me was new and sent to thrill my senses Its as if everything was pointing to my rite of passageWhat fresh blood must undertake how nature can educate what are the odds of my design short fall long climb so small, spiralling downwards 400 ft so hard so fast this is learned behaviour it always turns us back round to the start Its as if everything was new to me and sent to thrill my senses Its as if everything was pointing to my rite of passageIts as if everything to me was new and sent to thrill my senses Its as if everything was pointing to my rite of passageI was born curious I leave to know my way back by heart This is learned behaviour It always turns us back round to the start I was born curious I leave to know my way back by heart This is learned behaviour It always turns us back round to the start
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Medusa
03:50
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Enigma, shimmerer could I have the answer? You have seen a glimmer of supernatural power
what made me so Medusa? for I am my own Saviour perpetual rapture like a blooming flower...As far as the eye can see.. As far as death and immortality As far as the eye can see Beholder, Mirrorer for I am my own saviour what made me so, Medusa? for I am my own Saviour Perpetual rapture like a blooming flower As far as the eye can see... As far as death and immortality As far as the eye can see... As far as the eye can see Across the water her reflection follows me echoes across the water As far as the eye can see her reflection follows me like mother, like daughter
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Parasite
03:39
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Something is in control of me eyes are open but no-ones home viewing the world 2 dimensionally feeling empty but never alone There is an enemy in me, I only see in flashes Chemical enemy release striking off like matches overtaking by the inch, sizzling up my bloodstream a soldier, bolder than before for someone else’s army “There's an enemy”. There is an enemy. Through the eyes of the enemy I see fear spreads like a fever perpetrators, instigators Liars and deceivers From the top of the food chain the worst in human behaviour blame the blameless time and again the routine without failure they’re saying:
“There's an enemy" There is an enemy In the cold blue light of my darkest dreams I hear rhetoric like bricks in a perimeter wall we’re no stranger to the enemy that we should fear if we let them win then we’ll have nothing at all
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Little bird, you don’t sing today, tell me, what is it that ails you? “My friends are all gone, and I don’t have a song worthy of such an occasion.”Who will sing the songs when all the singers are all gone? Little bird, will you fly away, where do you think you will go to ? The trees round here are something to fear, where feathers instead of the leaves grow blood and meat fresh and sweet, that is how the trees grow. Who will sing the songs when all the singers are all gone? A world away, in a different place where all of the nightmares come true And its hot as hell and the sickening smell is something you never get used to And the cries in the night in the flickering light is something that never leaves you And a memory span is the lifetime of a man and a cycle that keeps on repeating Who will sing the songs when all the singers are all gone?
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Silk
04:46
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The things you make are made of you curved mirrors hanging there reflecting the idea It’s another point of view and what is it for If not to look upon what you fear? There’s a message coming over low frequencies There’s a message coming over in sequences Suspended by a thread, turning on the illusion Suspended halfway between the miraculous and the everyday... The hammer fell clear as a bell, echoed through the air sounding constantly, ringing out clear! too tangled up, I couldn’t tell catastrophe architecture was all I could hear...There’s a message coming over low frequencies
Travelling along the line There’s a message coming over in sequences There’s a message coming over low frequencies Travelling, Travelling There’s a message coming over in sequences Suspended by a thread turning on the illusion Suspended halfway between the miraculous and the everyday...you wanted miracles, well here they are...
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8.MEDUSA // INSTRUMENTAL
03:56
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9.PATTERNS // NIGGLE MIX
04:26
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12.NAVIGATORS II
03:40
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16.MURMUR // DEMO
01:45
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Silk (Instrumental)
05:07
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Moulettes England, UK
Fronted
by Hannah Moule (Cello/Vocals) & Raevennan Husbandes (Guitar/Vocals)
& supported by
multi
instrumentalist /
producer Oli Austin; the ever-
evolving band
invite you to immerse yourself in genuinely original & detailed
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