Voivod. ANGEL RAT (p)1991
Walking down an alley
deep in blue neon
A dead end for today
under skyways worn
Concrete from far below
rising up above
surrounded by shadows
Garden without gods
All are strangers alike
All riding the blind
The purple of their eyes
in reverie unwind
Circling sub-city
a rainbow appears
to calm down the fury
to calm all the fears
This random occurance
is only a sign
of the incoherence
in the clockwork mind
A symphony of our time
recalling the past
People in a decline
denying the vibrations we're made of
Somber drama
Rolling down hill
Panorama
All is so still
Anyway, anyhow
Anyhow, anyway
End of all reason
Is what I go through
Yes, it is what I go through
Slip-sliding nation
Is what they must do
Yes, it is what they must do
Over the greying landscape
Under a deadened sky
Sitting on a mountain
I will stand aside
As I am a witness
I turn a blind eye
I am feeling helpless
but it passes by
Is this a modern legend?
Maybe a fairy tale
Just a future requiem
Cutting along the fiction that we're
made of
CLOUDS IN MY HOUSE: (4:47)
Zoning in a hall of glass
Plasma flowing from a cask
Piercing overtones
Mainline into my back pack
It's full of clouds in my house
A grey hive, humming white souls
Frenzy reviving the room
Energized by many flumes
Drip-drop on my head
Wakes me up from a thousand moons
Circle dance inside the cave
A movement brings a message
Larvae, in their holes
Waiting for a summer daze
There you are, you're with me
protecting all my crew
I carved you, from a tree
My vision is you
Lorelei, I have thee
in front of my ship
Cutting waves, at full speed
Savouring the trip
Down the mirror of the waterline
Leaning over underwater life
Hidden treasures of the seven seas
I'm starboard to nowhere
on the milky way
Howling wind, salty air
Tearing at the sails
Looking down the crow's nest
Gliding in the sky
without sound, going west
Boating on the fly
But some day
You'll go home
Far away
on your own
Dans la mer
you'll go down
Go down where
you belong
To whom it may concern
Your well-known address
Again with no answer
To my last request
Disregard ink spots
My presentation
Consider my clear thoughts
My speculations
What a warning
The way you're talking
I'm more than worried
The sky is burning
The clouds are falling
I'm more than sorry
You write me back
Blank empty words
You don't write back
Acknowledge my statement
A creased white receipt
What a disappointment
Was I indiscreet?
Perhaps I'm impolite
Am I out of place?
Have I the right to write
To express my case?
The time is coming
The world is dying
I'm more than worried
The clock is ticking
Real action's missing
I'm more than sorry
I stay well-behaved
waiting for the mail
Best regards, good world
I stay well-behaved
well into my grave
Best regards, good world
Dummy says
I have dreams
Frightening screams
I have dreams
Dummy says
It's too late
Big mistake
It's too late
The circus left without me
And I'm alone with you now
Dummy says
Stay with me
Talk to me
Stay with me
Dummy says
Holiday
Come and play
Holiday
Big top
Carousel
Cotton candy
Where am I?
Fun house
Acrobat
Fortune teller
All of me, all fades away
Dummy says
My dear friend
Here you stand
My right hand
Dummy says
'Til the end
My dear friend
My right hand
The idiot walks along a canvas
Sunday rendezvous; Mister phobia
"Maybe today, fear will go away, I'll
fly!"
A gruesome rain, a seraph wailing
Flapping madly, shaking on the wing
"Listen my friend, never look down
from the cliff"
"Take care, beware! Do try to catch
the eclipse"
Obsession, the will to fly
It would be nice
Still, a nagging doubtful mind
It will be fine
Straight ahead half luna shines
Now is the time
Here comes darkness
Distanced from above
Bold emptyness
Omniscient fog
Up on the edge
Ready! One, two...go!
Rat or Angel
Does one really know ?
The idiot walks along a canvas...
I know, I know, from the assembly line
I know, I know, the three laws of my
type
I was not made to smile
I was not built to lie
I ask my positron self
Why am I born apart
We work alone inside the big dome
There's no reason for my eyes to glow
Every night, every morning
every day
I know, I know, all data and functions
I know, I know, the power of the...sun
I don't care what I am
I am the never man
I ask my kindred spirit
Why do I dream of kites
Whatever to serve my master
Anything to save my master
I know, I know, the passage of my time
I know, I know, the same old daily grind
Doorway in sight
Not a second too late
Into the night
Siren, spot light
Wailing wolves at the gate
Into the night
Mad dog patrol
Roaming 'round the grounds and
All set to go
Hiding alone
Somewhere from the blood hounds
All set to go
Running all day, in every direction
Finding his way, to civilization
Everything's gonna workout
Yes, everything's gonna workout
He used to stand by his window, you
know
The view was so good, he wanted to go
And now that he's back on those same
old streets
He's locked in again, and falls on his
knees
Running away
That is all that he knows
Time and again
He fades away
And forgets where he goes
Time and again
All under one command
Clouds overcast the land
Infinite division
Chaotic creation
Patterns of flat spirals
spinning a triangle
Wind on schizosphere
Nuage fractal appears
Out there !
Dynamic intruder
mutating whole numbers
Systems are compromised
Viruses organize
One simple memory
In every theory
All random elements
become determinants
Out there lives someone
Pirate space kingdom
We get lost
in this chaos
Too soon for us
to be in touch
Tomorrow we will know
something about the code
Salvation's on it's way
in the light of today
Cloud of all destiny
Ghost of reality
Nobody can detect
the butterfly effect
The red grass, up to my knees
An aura comes towards me
Someone's changed the formula
Un-chaining another law
The structures, the colors
Uniform chaos is alternating
The nature of things!
Immense inertia
Nearly nirvana
Is this quest forever?
Oceans of motion
A field of questions
I won't last forever!
The nature of things!
NONE OF THE ABOVE: (4:08)
We'll be back, right after this!
Following the story
on my monitor
No more saving glory
only flat colors
Black and white distortion
back and forth all day
A fine-tuned deception
I am shocked in waves
It just brings me down
Looks just like the same song
And the same old dance
Who is right? What is wrong?
Where's the second chance?
Storm the desert home-land
This one's gone too far
We hold peace in one hand
In the other...war!
It just brings me down
So, every channel's the same
Same weird game show quiz
What future? For who's gain?
And the answer is?
A. Global destruction
B. Blown up in flames
C. Polluted oceans
D. Seas of disease...
None of the above!
Last-modified: Tue, 04 Aug 1998 10:50:31 GMT