V01D

by The Amenta

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Nicholas Papadopoulos Another great release from these Australian madmen, they offer you a haunted sound of abandoned industrial areas, the sounds of ghosts that used to be people, some of them dying from hazardous materials, and others whom their ignorance and greed led them to their demise. Favorite track: Junky.
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about

V01D was originally released as a free download from www.theamenta.com.

In it's original state it included the audio, as seen here, as well as live videos and a film clip.

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released March 8, 2011

"Enigmatize" originally performed by Armoured Angel.
Drums on tracks 3, 5, 6, 8 & 9 recorded at The Gaelic Theatre, Sydney.
Drums on tracks 2 & 11 recorded at Sound Heaven Studios, Wentworth Falls.
Vocals recorded at Sovereign Studios Perth.
Additional vocals, guitars, bass, samples and FX recorded at Non Studios, Sydney.
Mastered at Westwestside Music, New Windsor, NY by Alan Douches
Video tracks recorded live at The Metro, Sydney. Recorded and Edited by Shane "Swanee" Thompson.

Mixed by Erik Miehs and Timothy Pope

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Track Name: V01D
V01D

We drown in the bile
Of a frustrated birth
A knife grows in every back
Jaws clenched and tongue bitten

These are all wasted words
These are all a wastrels words
Meanings you will never find
Hidden, lurking between the lines

We are revolving to
Our drain
We are revolving to
Our drain

I've lifted my chin
And ignored the noose
But there is gravity
In the centre of the void
The seed of its end
In every creation
The flickering ember
Of a sullen cremation

Heels in the tug of tide
We shudder on shore
Lands end
And what have we got?
Nothing but memory
Success or failure?
Gathering our rags
We walk into the waves

We are revolving to
Our drain
We are revolving to
Our drain

The brightest light
Will gutter, quicker
The wax will stifle the wick
As we burn
For the yearning ember
There is nobility in flame
For the faltering fire
There is only shame

We feel the whine
Sharply, in our teeth
And all our pasts
Chained to our ankles
This is not another
Slit wrist suicide
It’s our future drowning
In the bile of cyanide

We are revolving to
Our drain
We are revolving to
Our drain

We drown in the bile
Of a frustrated birth
A knife grows in every back
Jaws clenched and tongue bitten

Drowning in the currents
Of another fleeting void
I’ve sunk dreamless
At the mercy of sleep

The brightest light
Will gutter, quicker
The wax will stifle the wick
As we burn
For the yearning ember
There is nobility in flame
For the faltering fire
There is only shame