Building The Towers

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released October 29, 2013

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Sulphuric Bleeding is an independent part-time avant rock band from Sydney, Australia influenced by bands such as Tool, Metallica, Faith No More, Fear Factory and Dream Theatre.

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Track Name: 2.1 Binary Genetics
Movement # 1
A Natural Minor (A, B, C, D, E, F, G, A) - Allegro (124 bpm)

Hearing amplified, tissue synthesised. Alloy skeletons with programmed thought patterns.
Thinking has evolved to data processing. Machines have arrived, mankind’s obsolete.
Blood cells interchanged with space-aged lubricants. Veins and arteries now are circuitry.
Remove eat and sleep were fuelled by batteries. Brainwaves digitised, humans mechanised!
I am just a cog inside the machine!

Movement # 2
A Natural Minor (A, B, C, D, E, F, G, A) - Allegro (124 bpm)

Human beings, programmed to breed, planting their seeds, growing like weeds. Stupid indeed!
Horrible fiends, numbers exceed, spreading disease, yet they proceed. Stupid indeed!
Life-like machines, gluttonous needs, every routine, always they feed. Stupid indeed!
Governed by creed, based upon greed, the truth is screened, lies they believe. Stupid indeed!
I am just a cog inside the machine!

Movement # 3
A Natural Minor (A, B, C, D, E, F, G, A) - Allegro (124 bpm)

Detach every limb, add a prosthetic. Blueprint schematics the brand new chromosomes.
Optic imaging supersedes visioning. Coded binary has replaced DNA.
Knowledge database a learning interface. Loading persona to enhance realism.
Nothing stimulates we now just simulate. Random is destroyed, All is uniform!
I am just a cog inside the machine! (1101-0111-1011-0001).

Movement # 4
A Natural Minor (A, B, C, D, E, F, G, A) - Allegro (124 bpm)

I no longer have control over myself. This town rapidly progresses into complete autonomy.
Expansion of the infrastructure is beyond conceivable belief. I am just a cog inside the machine.
Realised progress. Modified Inside. Digitised pathways. Synthesised blood stream.
Silicon pessimist embedded in our minds.

Movement # 5
A Natural Minor (A, B, C, D, E, F, G, A) - Allegro (124 bpm)
I am just a cog inside the machine! (1101-0111-1011-0001).

Movement # 6
A Natural Minor (A, B, C, D, E, F, G, A) - Allegro (124 bpm)

*Instrumental*
Track Name: 2.2 Vertigo
Movement # 1
B Natural Minor (B, C#, D, E, F#, G, A, B) - Moderato (113 bpm)

…and you cried. (Transcending high above).

Movement # 2
B Natural Minor (B, C#, D, E, F#, G, A, B) - Moderato (113 bpm)

Cried for that last volt, begged for energy. Destroyed another for focus. (Transcending high above).
Focus built power beyond needs and the will to exceed an up without down. (As you're soaring I am falling down).

The greatest joke ever conceived a pre-planned one of a billion board.
Who’d have thought you’d evolve quite like this? Soul kept intact, mass of magnets and cords.
Foreboding place, crimson, tattered shield, light on the strike.
Beyond porcelain, a crystal clear warning shouts louder than the last time you cried!
Cried for that last volt, begged for energy. Destroyed another for focus. (Transcending high above).
Focus built power beyond needs and the will to exceed an up without down. (As you're soaring I am falling down).

Crushing, totally ridiculous less sense of clarity. Feelings beyond recognition.
A spiralling regression beyond all comprehension, feelings of doubt and procrastinated intentions
They forgot to mention that the time of delivery would be a little undesirable.
It’s high stakes and there’s a bit more on the line this time. Do you remember when you cried?
Cried for that last volt, begged for energy. Destroyed another for focus. (Transcending high above).
Focus built power beyond needs and the will to exceed an up without down. (As you're soaring I am falling down).

Movement # 3
B Natural Minor (B, C#, D, E, F#, G, A, B) - Moderato (113 bpm)

Your aggression, my suppression. Your permission, my submission.
Your construction, my destruction. Your addition, my subtraction.
Your progression, my regression. Your elation, my depression.
Your expression, my oppression. Your creation, my extinction.

Movement # 4
B Chromatic Locrian (B, C, D, E, F, G, A, B) - Vivace (163 bpm)

The fight is all fulfilling, no pure outcome foreseen. I’m just a trail product. A problem solving machine,
The fight is all fulfilling, no pure outcome foreseen. I’m just a trail product. I’ll never be obsolete.

The continuity of a race, a cross-section of humanity.
We’ve reached a new kind of height and I don’t believe that I’m actually me.

The fight is all fulfilling, no pure outcome foreseen. I’m just a trail product. A problem solving machine,
The fight is all fulfilling, no pure outcome foreseen. I’m just a trail product. I’ll never be obsolete.
Track Name: 2.3 Ethanol
Movement # 1
C Harmonic Minor (C, D, Eb, F, G, Ab, B, C) - Allegro / Vivace (139 bpm)

Another day starting just like the rest where you know that nothing will be gained. You get in your car and sit in mindnumbing
traffic then you get to work and sit at your desk. You work so hard building all of your bridges to find nobody
crossing so you burn them all down. The demand for your paperwork is greater than your capacity and you know that it
doesn’t mean a thing. It's not about getting your job done it's all about profit and the customer is seldom right. You're just
there to get enough money to make a living but you know you're only just surviving. When the days over you go and get
your pay check then you find a quite bar and order a drink. With the first sip you start to relax and when think about the
day the memories fade.

Movement # 2
C Harmonic Minor (C, D, Eb, F, G, Ab, B, C) - Allegro / Vivace (139 bpm)

With your words and without beer I fall into despair! I can feel how you don't care that I'm an addict like the rest.
Can you see the pain you cause or don't you have a clue? Lost my world but gained my mind, I think I'll have another drink.
(Save me).

Help me to forget today intoxicate my veins! Empty glasses burden me I need some further friends to taste.
In my hand a pint of stout and in my mind cruel thoughts! I think therefore I must be, I think I'll have another drink.
(Save me).

No there was no love left for me! Still there is no love left for me!
(But there was some beer and bloody red wine to help me forget all my pain!)

Don't tell me that I should stop I'll never have enough! Falling down I can't get up I toast to all my yesterdays.
Even now in happy hour surly is my name! Memories still negative, I think I'll have another drink.
(Save me).

No there was no love left for me! Still there is no love left for me!
(But there was some beer and bloody red wine to help me forget all my pain!)

Movement # 3
C Harmonic Minor (C, D, Eb, F, G, Ab, B, C) - Allegro / Vivace (139 bpm)

Give me strength with your toxins, I alone am far too weak, without you I fade away, please help me lose all my shame.

Years passing by, fashions out-dated. Stop killing time, start sharing moments.
Superficial there's no salvation. So good to see your beauty faded.

Blurred vision has come again, a badge of excessive thirst, you can hate me all you want, might be time to sober up.
Track Name: 2.4 Illtitled
Movement # 1
G Natural Minor (G, A, Bb, C, D, Eb, F, G) - Allegro (121 bpm)

*Instrumental*

Movement # 2
G Natural Minor (G, A, Bb, C, D, Eb, F, G) - Allegro (121 bpm)

Sentimental becomes ash…

...and what you’re left with is a detached feeling, a shattered felling and a relayed feeling

Haven't dreamt in so long it feels like I'll never, never be a part of this new forever.
In the middle of knowing this and I'm going nowhere, Corrupted data leads me now here again.
All signs point to distant views and you're happy you never knew.
Yeah this is how it forms. Delete results, compute report.

Achieve, Restrict, Limit, Control!
(Corrupted, Exceeded, Re-programmed, Deleted)

…and what you’re left with is a detached feeling, a shattered felling and a relayed feeling.

So accustomed to being controlled, controlled and blindly doing what you're told.
Dislocate yourself abandon ship. Binary throttling is stealing your will.
Belated blessings of the words untold. Sift through the ashes of their soldered souls.
Find all the pieces of your circuit’s remains. What you've transformed to, are you still the same?

Achieve, Restrict, Limit, Control!
(Corrupted, Exceeded, Re-programmed, Deleted)

Movement # 3
G Natural Minor (G, A, Bb, C, D, Eb, F, G) - Vivace (149 bpm)

Sentimental becomes ash, time has come and gone!

Movement # 4
G Natural Minor (G, A, Bb, C, D, Eb, F, G) - Vivace (149 bpm)

*Instrumental*
Track Name: 2.5 Regressive Progression
Movement # 1
D Natural Minor (D, E, F, G, A, Bb, C, D) - Vivace (147 bpm)

*Instrumental*

Movement # 2
D Natural Minor (D, E, F, G, A, Bb, C, D) - Vivace (147 bpm)

There is no life merely existence, work 9 to 5, wages buy toxins.
Paradise lost, holidays cancelled, overtime forced, rest is forgotten.
There is no truth just advertisements, out of control inside a routine,
Exercise void, sport is Nintendo. Nature destroyed while building the towers.

Please excuse me, I forgot to ask, I'll repeat myself constantly, what's in it for me?
Nothing moves me, it's all so predictable, I have been here before and I don't care!!!

There is no point only procedure, nullified past, we can buy glamour.
No greener grass but fresher concrete, creatures extinct, pets evolution.
There is no love just reproduction, heritage gone, make way for progress,
Justice ignored, law owned by profit. Nature destroyed while building the towers.

Please excuse me, I forgot to ask, I'll repeat myself constantly, what's in it for me?
Nothing moves me, it's all so predictable, I have been here before and I don't care!!!

Movement # 3
D Natural Minor (D, E, F, G, A, Bb, C, D) - Vivace (147 bpm)

No I don't care there's no free-will. No I don't care there's no free-thought,
No I don't care there's no free rides, No I don't care there's no freedom!
Slave until another pay check, corporate robbery, relocate the masses, don't think just obey.
You won't be acknowledged, so get used to it, then when they decide it's time, goodbye.

Movement # 4
D Natural Minor (D, E, F, G, A, Bb, C, D) - Vivace (147 bpm)

*Instrumental*
Track Name: 2.6 Ovinesque
Movement # 1
A Natural Minor (A, B, C, D, E, F, G, A) - Andante (89 bpm)

*Instrumental*

Movement # 2
A Natural Minor (A, B, C, D, E, F, G, A) - Prestissimo (198 bpm)

Autonomy and monotony, we slowly transform into drones.
The course of our lives controlled by the hive, decisions now taken away.
A difficulty in simplicity, just follow these 10 simple rules.
What gives them right to kill in a name? Divine blasphemy preaching lies.

My facade deity we cleared our minds to hear your word and lost our liberty.

A severity in the penalty for straying our minds from the herd.
Religion contrived a doctrine behind a megalomaniac King.
Uncertainty and insecurity will lead to an answer untrue.
What gives them right to kill in a name? Divine blasphemy preaching lies.

My facade deity we cleared our minds to hear your word and lost our liberty.

Movement # 3
A Natural Minor (A, B, C, D, E, F, G, A) - Vivace (148½ bpm)

You could not perceive my eyes stray from your soiled monopoly.
Bet you didn't know a free thinker could turn your offer down.
To the corporate masses it's a joke these people don't exist.
Who's shutting you down? Who's drowning you out (now)?

So blasé! Who are they? Bluntly! Distressed!

Seeing broken golden arches, stop reaching across the sea.
Would you like some food for thought distilled broken economy?
It's an awful truth, seed planted, feeding tube installed in me.
Who's hooked on you now? Who's buying who out (now)?

So blasé! Who are they? Bluntly! Distressed!

Movement # 4
A Natural Minor (A, B, C, D, E, F, G, A) - Vivace (148½ bpm pm)

*Instrumental*
Track Name: 2.7 Pop-Star Blues
Movement # 1
E Chromatic Hypophrygian (E, Fx, Gx, A#, B, Cx, D#, E) - Prestissimo (222 bpm)

Starve my mind of food. Share, forgotten, remove.
Mozart turns inside his grave, Beethoven would do the same. How the greats have died in vain.
Tchaikovsky would go insane, Vivaldi cries out in pain. All the ears that bleed like rain.
What’s left when you cannot sing? Relying on trickery? All the chords are not typed in? Make it big and live the sin.
Pre-set course determining just how much time you’re in (the light), all the while expiring.
(No one could forget me for…)

Talent has nothing to do with it. It all comes down to the size of their breasts.
A puppet master pulling strings, manipulative marketing, all for your hard earned to quench their thirst.

Create and feed my mood. Share, forgotten, remove.
Mozart turns inside his grave, Beethoven would do the same. How the greats have died in vain.
Tchaikovsky would go insane, Vivaldi cries out in pain. All the ears that bleed like rain.
What’s that thing with all the strings? Looks ancient and yet to me. Modulate me, plug me in. Industry is suffering.
Man-made sources garbaging. Just one take unlike the King (thank you very much). Age 30, retiring.
(No one could forget me for…)

Talent has nothing to do with it. It all comes down to the size of their breasts.
A puppet master pulling strings, manipulative marketing, all for your hard earned to quench their thirst.

Movement Number 2
E Chromatic Hypophrygian (E, Fx, Gx, A#, B, Cx, D#, E) - Prestissimo (222 bpm)

Pop music is junk food for the non-discerning ear. Pop music is cancer, it’s a plague upon the mind.
Nonsense manufactured for the masses all to hear. Noise un-organised ensuring herd conformity.
Sexual innuendo help lust sell a billion records for pop music it is truly prostitution!

Shed your dignity and all your clothes in the process. Don't call them musicians it's an insult to the art.
Sell your body to your producer and lose respect. Buy a million shoes but don't buy any underwear.
A crotchet is a note in terms of beat a fixed duration and it's not the thing that is between your legs!

Movement Number 3
E Chromatic Hypophrygian (E, Fx, Gx, A#, B, Cx, D#, E) - Presto (166½ bpm)

*Instrumental*

Movement Number 4
E Chromatic Hypophrygian (E, Fx, Gx, A#, B, Cx, D#, E) - Presto (166½ bpm)

*Instrumental*