Tracks

01. The Genuine Pulse
02. Gods Of My World
03. The Black Canvas
04. Matter & Motion
05. Soul Sphere
06. Inherit The Earth
07. The Stellar Dome
08. Four Element Sinchronicity
09. Liberated
10. The View Of Everlast



01. The Genuine Pulse

Music & lyrics by Øystein G. Brun
The zephyr, the sullen breathe
Horizons of history re-erodent
The haven, where the stars are set
Constellations of manifestation
Glow, expanding through forever

Fall with the rain, rise with the ocean
Drain to expire, the shrine of fertility

Burn as the flame, as strong as it came
Twine the existence, sense the serene
Thousand senses of virtual faction
Existential inputs, prediction of mind
Instinctive, raised to find

As the salt in the sea, burns in me
Forever, the taste in your mouth is I
Eternising the soul soaked estate
Solvable as fractional fragments

Divine gracious divulgence
Pulse, rotation, the spine of creations
Wane as the circle of zero

As the salt in the sea, burns in me
Forever, the taste in your mouth is I
Eternising the soul soaked estate
Solvable as fractional fragments

The genuine pulse, the link of a thousand senses
The genuine pulse, entire celestial allegiance
The genuine pulse, dense induce of the indomitable
Never to fail thus existence I sail
Through the elements of four

The zephyr, the sullen breathe
Horizons of history re-erodent
The haven, where the stars are set
Constellations of manifestation
Glow, expanding through forever

Measure the circle of eternity
The treasure of ability
The genuine pulse


02. Gods Of My World

Music & lyrics by Øystein G. Brun
"The gods are great, I am the greatest"

Mother of earth, mother of all
Father of air, father of all
Brother in flames
Sister of seas

Gods of my world, behold…
Pour rain on the fire
The fire that burns
The day of my birth

Gods of my world, behold…
Aflame my desire
To grow and to breed
The wisdom I need

Gather in the storms asunder
Condone the cosmic hibernation
Steam of rivers, the hive of oceans

Praise the father's of all significance
The reckless burden of existence
Face the rise of the furious
The amend forces
The amend course

Gods of my world, behold...
Pour rain on the fire
The fire that burns
The day of my birth

Gods of my world, behold...
Aflame my desire
To grow and to breed
The wisdom I need

Gather in the storms asunder
Condone the cosmic hibernation
Steam of rivers, the hive of oceans

Recollection, my soul connection
The thrive of reflection, affection

Forever you'll be the tongue of mine
Through time and existence
By instincts divine

Forever you'll be the sight of mine
Through time and existence
By visions divine


03. The Black Canvas

Music by Øystein G. Brun
Lyrics by Lars A. Nedland
The very maxim of the universe
Portrayed by the greatness, the stars rehearse

Premeditated by nature's sense
A modest exuberance so intense
That every mind has failed to grasp it

Forged by time on the last of eternity
Complex constructions, a stellar fraternity
Spread out on a canvas of deepest black
The white glowing softness, a fierce attack

On every space still to be filled by matter
A pursuance of that very first creation
Expansion and a constant alteration
The fringes of the canvas always stir
The boundary is bathing in a blur

Forged by time on the last of eternity
Complex constructions, a stellar fraternity
Spread out on a canvas of deepest black
The white glowing softness, a fierce attack

That odious drought: insufficiency
Touched man as he climbed himself mentally
Alone with his newborn dexterity
Came death to his fear, a corollary
Of the fact that the stars never sensed his presence

The very maxim of the universe
Portrayed by the greatness, the stars rehearse

Even Narcissus would drown in the sky
If his eyes ever rose from the mirror ponds
This radiant image, a stellar high
Eternally feeding the question: "why"

To which every night sky's a vast response
A pursuance of that very first creation
Expansion and a constant alteration
The fringos of the canvas always stir
The boundary is bathing in a blur

Forged by time on the last of eternity
Complex constructions, a stellar fraternity
Spread out on a canvas of deepest black
The white glowing softness, a fierce attack


04. Matter & Motion

Music & lyrics by Lars A. Nedland
Always moving
Searching for patters
Digging for angles
Clutching at straws, climbing in air
Opening doors, closing windows

Swirling
Expanding in our world
And outside


05. Soul Sphere

Music & lyrics by Øystein G. Brun
The guest of omniscience
Forthright eloquence
To behold the end of horizon
Observation of foresights
Inhaling circulations of the soul

The aura of stars, the fusion of frequencies
Measure of all, the blur of the frame that ceases

The certitude of generations adherent
Perpetual folkways of the soul sphere
I grant my visions, the burden I bear
Perpetual folkways of the soul sphere

I am midst by the cause of reality
Entwined by the senses of fantasy

I have walked through fields of grievance
Eras of spiritual fragmentation
I have walked through the woods of peasants
Dawn of the souls solar morning

The certitude of generations adherent
Perpetual folkways of the soul sphere
I grant my visions, the burden I bear
Perpetual folkways of the soul sphere

The guest of omniscience
Forthright eloquence
To spear the hallow star
Conservation of the solar fuse
Exhaling circulations of the soul

The aura of stars, the fusion of frequencies
Measure of all, the blur of the frame that ceases

I have fallen through spheres of diversity
Eras of ending spiritual solemnity
Opened the gate of ion fire
The warming well of wisdom

Soul sphere, the fusion of senses
Soul sphere, the pulse of energy
Reflection of a soul's tear
Soul sphere, the fusion of senses
Soul sphere, the pulse of energy

"I am the soul in the sphere. The sphere of the heir"

The certitude of generations adherent
Perpetual folkways of the soul sphere
I grant my visions, the burden I bear
Perpetual folkways of the soul sphere


06. Inherit The Earth

Music by Øystein G. Brun
Lyrics by Asgeir Mickelson and Øystein G. Brun
The parade of the quaternary symbiosis
Token of a divided existence
Univocal sense of the hallow consistence

A silver stream of cryonics stars

The corrosion of the reality narcosis
Negligence makes the future tense
Axis bent into never ending continuance
Exploring new ground, inverse and far

Coequal nexus of neural perception
Pre-eminant sample of hasting ions

Inherit the Earth
By the instinct of the fallen creation
The bow of the axis, inversely
Inherit the Earth

Coequal nexus of native perspective
Circular reminisce of history lair

Inherit the Earth
By the instinct of the rising creation
To bend the axis, eternally
Inherit the Earth

Past, present and future
Angles of thrice, fusion twice
Past, present and fierce

Inherit the Earth
By the instinct of the fallen creation
The bow of the axis, inversely
Inherit the Earth
By the instinct of the rising creation
To bend the axis, eternally
Inherit the Earth


07. The Stellar Dome

Music & lyrics by Øystein G. Brun
"Who am I to behold?"

Time revises the existence
Forms the timelessness of substance
Thousand paths of furious chaos
Circles the spine of the universe

All the ways that I have been
All the stars that I have seen

I have seen the haven of eternity
The hive of random universal unions
Expire, expand to extinction
Energised by the primal reflections

Resile the innermost inning
The energetics of the substance
Enframing the salt of existence
The gloat character of the gods

All the ways that I have been
All the stars that I have seen

I have seen the path of eternity
Solid constellations, formations
Sinking, through the black substance
Drifting, swiftly through dimensions

Through...
The stellar dome
My haven, my home

Through aeons sterile yet stentorian
I am circling twice my visions
Thrice the bait, dive with faith
I am circling twice my visions

Decipher of the immersed profuse
The frequency of foresight
The archetype
Of the stellar dome


08. Four Element Sinchronicity

Music by Øystein G. Brun
Lyrics by Vintersorg
Glomeration of the four's constructiveness
An intelligental substance permanent
I sensed the elemental tenderness
In the mind, in nature's argument

To breed, to grow, to peak, to be reborn
Like a sine curve in an endless loop
The day's crescendo dusk adorn
A process ending in the crescent's droop

An example of what the substantial quartet can procreate
Synchronized they operate

Water feed earth's production
While fire is fed by air's viability
Which compose water's construction
The flux that strengthen earth's ability

Nature's own artful methodology
Where downfall becomes the interlude
Laws, which bases our current cosmology
Completing the constant vicissitude

From storm-beaten mountains to calm-running rivers
As old as the planets rotation
A work of an unknown intellect delivers
The symbiosis, the perfect combination

Water feed earth's production
While fire is fed by air's viability
Which compose water's construction
The flux that strengthen earth's ability

Still though, provoken by a fifth force
A dark companion, vacuum, devastator
But somehow the harmony stays on course
With the quartet's unity as profane creator

The result, arrangements filtered through our eyes
Several polarities evolved into a symmetrical guise

To breed, to grow, to peak, to be reborn
Like a sine curve in an endless loop
The day's crescendo dusk adorn
A process ending in the crescent's droop


09. Liberated

Music by Øystein G. Brun
Lyrics by Lars A. Nedland
From every human complexity
And nature's twisted analogy
An urge to explain, to understand
Springs out with the nation to expand
The narrow view of what we are

Could a mathematical formula
Improve our existential stamina
Would explaining our kin universally
Keep up our vital vivacity
Or would it onshroud us in disillusion

The notion of our emancipation
Lies far from any genuine liberation
Seeking a detailed explanation
We think therefore we're cursed

As questions multiply with every solution
The "why" stands untouchable, no intrusion
A constant flow of total inconstancy
A natural starfelt divinity

Could a mathematical formula
Improve our existential stamina
Would explaining our kin universally
Keep up our vital vivacity
Or would it onshroud us in disillusion

The notion of our emancipation
Lies far from any genuine liberation
Seeking a detailed explanation
We think therefore we're blessed

A Machiavellian way of thought
In struggle with all that society sought
A full explanation's the king of our dreams
To know: what's our role in the scheme of schemes
Where is our place in this order of chaos?

The notion of our emancipation
Lies far from any genuine liberation
Seeking a detailed explanation
We think therefore we are


10. The View Of Everlast

Music by Øystein G. Brun
Lyrics by Tyr and Øystein G. Brun
Great and pounding in its way
Stirring the roaming cosmic sea
Oceans rise, planets igneous fall
As chaos and beauty in fierce rage

Furious are the storms
Forever its rage carries on
Disintegrating to create, upon fate
Wearing the web of solar cast
Hasting the view of Everlast

Exploding Imploding
Ascending, descending
A spear through life and death
Exploding, Imploding
Poised in all chaos directions
In fierce affection

Spawning the orbs of furious light
My sons of fire, you're children of the storm
Breeder of life, harvester of all
The last breath of the fall

Exploding Imploding
Ascending, descending
A spear through life and death
Exploding, Imploding
Poised in all chaos directions
In fierce affection

Weaving the web of solar cast
Hasting the views of everlast