Bind Rebind (genomix)
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A remix of El Blanco's
Bind Rebind for the
Return to Stage 9 mdisk.
Good old genosha style
trance to entertain you
for 13+ minutes. Enjoy!
A ChaosTheory release.
Sorry, <= 4 Mb.
genosha / KFMF / CT
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~Bind Rebind~
by
El Blanco
of
Chaos Theory
for
Return to Stage 9
time:4:55
coments: This is my first real vocal track. I sorta did one in the
"simulated decade" (or whatever it was called) disk, but I don't really
count that because I didn't sing (or rap or anything usefull for that
matter). However I was heavily inspired by Hunz entry onto the disk "on
me". Anyways, "return to stage 9" came up and I submitted a tune to Stein
(very *very* different style than this one). But Stein nudged me for
something a little different. So this is the result. I did all the
singing, dsp reverb effects courtesy of Cool Edit Pro. Lyrics are all mine
as well (they follow the greets in case you are interested). I apologize
for bad singing. I'm no singer and more at home to singing in my car on
the way to work, or in the shower. I also borrowed part of a lick from an
old unreleased song of mine called "Street Submarine". It's been played
with a bit but it worked so well. I figure people will either like this
tune of hate it. So enjoy! :) Comments (good or bad) appreciated. Contact
me at #trax (on the scenenet irc network, goto www.scene.org for servers)
or at elblanco@chaostheory.org
greets: CT/Stein/People on Return to Stage 9/#trax folx/my ol group
TF/3Some/my other old group Kombo (good luck with fade.org!!!)
-Bind Rebind-
I take a look,
I feel the air around me.
I feel the room,
I feel the way it chains me.
I claw the walls,
I beat the floor.
I glare the ceiling,
I pound the door.
There is nothing,
to take away.
There is nothing,
to leave behind.
I am trapped,
in this infinite finite room.
It's a place,
with no escape.
<chorus>
In my head
In my mind
In my skull
I bind rebind
In this place
this place of mine
I lock the doors
and walk the line
<chorus>
To my face,
I stood the mirror.
I place my hand,
on my spectre.
I talk aloud,
I hear myself.
I take away,
This grin of mine.
I stood awake,
I prayed for rest.
I hid my face,
behind my breath.
I swept my arm,
I screamed in pain.
I broke the mirror,
with fists of rain.
<chorus>
With a gasp,
I open wide.
I look around
I look outside.
I raise myself,
and stop the time.
This fearsome clock,
this unholy chime.
I probe my thoughts,
this dream of mine.
I pinch myself,
I awake my mind.
no more chains
no more doors
no more mirrors
of ancient lore.
all music and lyrics (c) Mark Sanders