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Mental Alchemy

by Confabulation

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Incipit 01:02
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You lead a miserable life! Filled with envy, pain and strife! But on your television screen - tonight Comes the Gospel of Prosperity Throw your money ‘nto the air Surely some will trickle down on you again! So, if you’re feeling in despair Heed the call of Mammon Devils in disguise Creeping out to tell Darkness on the rise Emissaries from Hell If they had you fooled You know that you’ve been schooled Embezzlers of the truth Tongues of all that’s wrong Twisted Chronicles of lies First of Timothy won’t suffice The love of money is the root of evil. Alleged purveyors of bliss Your money bleeds for their greed But they say you’re sowing the seeds Demonizing from the pulpit The ones who dare to reject it Devils in disguise Creeping out to tell Darkness on the rise Emissaries from Hell If they had you fooled You know that you’ve been schooled Embezzlers of the truth Tongues of all that’s wrong Drenched in their own blasphemy Fielding the ultimate scam Pay to be blessed Caressed by his hand By his Vision on TV The serpents hiss with lust: Donate two twenty-nine! Donate two twenty-nine! Donate two twenty-nine! The “Lady” has spoken Devils in disguise Creeping out to tell Darkness on the rise Emissaries from Hell If they had you fooled You know that you’ve been schooled Embezzlers of the truth Tongues of all that’s wrong Emissaries from Hell Emissaries from Hell Straight from Hell
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Everyone’s gotta make a living Well, that's one thing, and then there’s greed You see him simper Smug-faced mogul Wallow in complacency Increase the prices manifold! 'Cause something needs to “pay the rent” Science surely isn’t free But don’t forget sincerity You see him simper Smug-faced mogul Wallow in complacency Behold the face! The face of greed Restricting access For those in need By increasing margins Doing dubious deals Far outweighing the cost While lives are lost Everything comes with a price And not all can be saved There’s a need to berate the behaviour Of a self-appointed saviour You see him simper Smug-faced mogul Wallow in complacency Behold the face! The face of greed Restricting access For those in need By increasing margins Doing dubious deals Far outweighing the cost While lives are lost Asclepius becoming Charon As the chariot departs For the realm of death! The face Face of Greed Asclepius turns Charon The face Corrupted Face of Greed
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Malala 03:23
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Trapped 04:20
Dull walls faze I just stare into an empty space Everything stays the same My own judgement and yours do no always agree I'mmy prisoner Acts of cowardice Sins of negligence Have trapped me in myself Well, I just am I exist in this void called life Dreams and memories wane Silence aches Stabs my mind with a rusty blade So future fades Present in past tense Past in present tense Trapped in history again Well, I'd best seize the day... But for now I'm trapped In me and my self Wither in the dark Yet I stay In my home built with bricks of fear All seems safer inside Destroying my self Tomorrow always evades my grasp It's a wild goose chase Lost to history's Acts of cowardice Sins of negligence Trapped in my mind in away Soon I will seize the day... Day... But for now I'm trapped In me and my self Wither in the dark I'm trapped Trapped
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Nothing’s like it seems Systems, you say, control our dreams! From the deep it comes pervading Tin foil soldiers See red herrings Wherever they march Comfort through Conspiracy Sense of gained control! Conspireligious! Flat earthers around the globe unite! Cell-phones signals breed pandemics! Tin foil soldiers See red herrings Wherever they march Comfort through Conspiracy Sense of gained control! Who? Who can we trust at all? Truth? The truth is we've got no control! Reptilians – subversive power Extra-terrestrial evil plan Demons seed dark energy Sucking out your life slowly Tin foil soldiers See red herrings Wherever they march Comfort through Conspiracy Sense of gained control!
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It's 1983 The tension is mounting Nerves are wearing thin Is now the time it begins? Is now the time it begins? Red alert at the command centre Something has turned the tide Cold War on the brink of turning hot Chaos ensues No one can afford responding too late Our decision predicts our fate There's no comeback after the final attack Total destruction is looming A taste of impending doom Or keep it at bay for now? Is now the time it begins? Is now the time it begins? As they're running out of time There's one thing that doesn't rhyme If you want to wipe out the Soviet Union Makes no sense firing only five warheads When your mission is To put the Russian bear to sleep Act now! You cannot wait Every second could cement our fate Trepidation's thick to cut (thick to cut!) No time to waste! No medal - no glory Put a lid on it all This embarrassing system failure! Total destruction is looming A taste of impending doom Or keep it at bay for now? Total destruction is looming A taste of impending doom Or keep it at bay for now? Is now the time it begins?
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Red Fusiön 03:56
Cycling through the landscape But I don’t really care I’m not here for the sights But for the podium! Follow on the wheel In the shadows of the wind Lurking at the back Before I attack Pace is getting faster I feel my muscles burn Passing by riders One by one I’m refilling energy As the team cars roll by Still 50K to ride In the scorching sun Follow on the wheel In the shadow of the wind Lurking at the back Before I attack I’m destined for glory After pain comes champagne I’ve got what it takes It’s in my blood To make it all real I’ve got a secret deal To install me on the throne Red fusion tonight! As I wipe the sweat I’m having no regrets Still 20K to ride In the scorching sun Follow on the wheel In the shadow of the wind Lurking at the back Before I attack I’m destined for glory After pain comes champagne I’ve got what it takes It’s in my blood To make it all real I’ve got a secret deal To install me on the throne Red fusion tonight! Claim the medal now! I’m destined for glory After pain comes champagne I’ve got what it takes It’s in my blood To make it all real I’ve got a secret deal To install me on the throne Red fusion tonight! Can you win this race Without falling in disgrace I’ve pummeled through the distance Embraced the red fusion Can you win this race Without falling in disgrace I’ve pummeled through the distance Red, red, red, red fusion
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Snake oil salesman Sole purveyor of all easy fixes He peddles his wares Wrapped in pseudo- science In defiance of the truth Inferred credentials Are essential to his cunning plan He ain’t got no stage fright Always seeking the limelight Surrounding himself with the stars Defaming the critics: “They’re intolerant” The sick have themselves to blame But fear not, for there is a remedy He will intervene Just let him talk to your spleen Turn some atoms, reverse aging Clean out the stains of your vulva Attacking the critics: “They’re in denial Of reality!” It’s the way of the charlatan Demagogue of the desperate Dressing up as a savior For he is the chosen one! It's the way of the charlatan For a neat little price He’ll surely be nice Solve the problem he invented for you As you do the work He will just smirk Knowing that he had you fooled! “All the critics are bullies” Is the chorus of his song It’s the way of the charlatan Demagogue of the desperate Dressing up as a saviour For he is the chosen one! It’s the way of the charlatan Demagogue of the desperate Erratic behavior For he is the chosen one! It's the way of the charlatan He wants you to worship him Demigod of mental alchemy Line his pockets with silver and Masturbate his mind! Attacking the critics: "They're in denial of reality!" It’s the way of the charlatan Demagogue of the desperate Dressing up as a saviour For he is the chosen one! It’s the way of the charlatan Demagogue of the desperate Dressing up as a saviour For he is the chosen one! It's the way of the charlatan
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You – put your life online Or so you claim at least! Sell - all sorts of dreams Your loyal fans bite the bait Fake, untrue, misleading All wrapped up as help Karma Wil give you Due - reproach Yet you play the victim card! Dinner’s served The limelight can be bitter So, are you feeling maldigestion? Feeding on fame Feeding, feeding on fame You - you play the game, Then you must take the pain When you break the rules There can’t be a different set for you! Fake, untrue, misleading All wrapped up as help Karma Wil give you Due - reproach Yet you play the victim card! Dinner’s served The limelight can be bitter So, are you feeling maldigestion? Feeding on fame Feeding, feeding on fame Fake, untrue, misleading All wrapped up as help Karma Wil give you Due - reproach Yet you play the victim card! Dinner’s served The limelight can be bitter So, are you feeling maldigestion? Feeding on fame Feeding, feeding on fame Feeding on fame! Strangely as it seems We gotta draw the line Between bullying And calling out bullshit You’re blurring the line Of privacy Yet claim invasion Of the same realm You’re not a victim - you play the game Making a name Feeding Feeding on fame Feeding on fame

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released December 17, 2020

Produced by Tom Bruun-Olsen

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Confabulation Bergen, Norway

Metal band from Bergen, Norway. Founded 2018/2019.

Current line- up:

Ken (drums)
Sigbjørn (lead gtr)
Daniel (vocals, bass)


Past members:
Tom (bass)
Christopher (rhythm gtr)
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