Deafening Dissonant Millennium

by Human Improvement Process

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Running time: 41' 45"
(Digital download comes with some hi-res promo pictures and the album booklet)

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released 10 September 2013

Mixed and Mastered by Matteo Tabacco at Raptor Studios.
Cover art by Federico Musetti.

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Track Name: Jenova
instrumental
Track Name: Deafening Dissonant Millennium
constant sense of vanity,
we fall into this sickening void of
chaos, systematically aligned
to shape eternity

we, the dry grains of sand
of the cruel desert that's life
we, the withered veins
cowardly piercing the deafening silence
we belong to the new millennium

sweet horizons of madness
slowly creeping through dissonant thoughts
we never wanted to kneel
in front of this cruel fate

(chorus)
eyes turn to stone
as the new sun appears
will the mourn of our solitude
fill me with pain?

we are the sons of the new millennium
our future is denied
what was promised us won't exist anymore

we are the products of the new millennium
blank, sterile minds
whose deafening lament
cannot be sensed in this hollow world
this hollow fuckin' world!

(chorus)
eyes turn to stone
as the new sun appears
we are drowning
in our inner oceans of tears

constant sense of vanity
we fall into this sickening void

we are the sons of the new millennium
millennium

we are closed in our lost existence
under this cold black sun
we are the abortions
of the dissonant millennium
Track Name: Erase
human am I , the imperfect creation,
the self-deceived philosopher
that feeds on illusions
I am the obsolete prey

senses collapse, seconds now ages they seem
is this only a mental deceit?

is this the relentless ruination I am forced to behold?
insanity, ties me
and condemns me to suffer alone

(chorus)
erase this pain I feel
erase the everyday apathy I lose myself in
will I return to you?
erase this pain I feel
protect me from anyone, anything
set me free from lies!

when will these unending scars heal?
am I just a product of my own tortured mind?
here I stay, caged in a sphere-shaped dimension
where life is an endless spiral floating around negation

I, the human
I, the mind

is this the relentless ruination I am forced to behold?
insanity, ties me
and condemns me to suffer alone
senses collapse, is this only a mental deceit?

(chorus)
erase this pain I feel
erase the everyday apathy I lose myself in
will I return to you?
erase this pain I feel
protect me from anyone, anything
set me free from lies!
Track Name: Empty Eyes
apathetic state of self unconsciousness
a dream no longer led by reason
repression, resistance unveil a new inner self
undoing, shattering your tortured defenses
you struggle within your mind
your defenses, shattered by paranoia

introspection designs a portrait of your wicked thoughts
embracing a discordant reality
you're alone with your madness

cognitive dissonance condemns your perceptions,
you are alone with your madness

your screams, not detected
nausea is encoded
an ego become too prevailing
to be suppressed

(chorus)
in your empty eyes we realize how fragile we are
in the darkest days, we are so far

you once were there,
walking among mediocrity,
following the ignorant dogma
carved in human's core,
an agonizing soul
is dying underneath your flesh

cognitive dissonance condemns your perceptions,
you are alone with your madness

your screams, not detected
nausea is encoded
an ego become too prevailing
to be suppressed

(chorus)
in your empty eyes we realize how fragile we are
in the darkest days, we are so far

undoing, shattering your tortured defenses
you are dying, crawling, within your mind
Track Name: Our Last Pieces Of Sanity
can you feel the void of its substance?
the lash of a million tongues,
licking the wounds of our inner entrapment

the paradox discovers its sentence
in the gallery of obsession
we imagine our introspective self
becoming insane

we are broken pieces of a denied sanity
we, the dehumanized stains of creation,
we only wait for the lie

(chorus)
for the beautiful
illusion that feeds on our fears
will we find ourselves again in a refuge
built upon our last pieces of sanity?

the beautiful illusion from which we can't run away

can you feel the void of its substance?
the lash of a million tongues
licking the wounds of our inner entrapment

we are broken pieces of a denied sanity
we, the dehumanized stains of creation,
we only wait for the lie

(chorus)
for the beautiful
illusion that feeds on our fears
will we find ourselves again in a refuge
built upon our last pieces of sanity?

our last pieces of sanity crawl through non-reality where
consciousness flows in streams of ignorant omniscience and
we outstretch our arms reaching infinity
embracing ourselves in nothingness becoming part of essential architectures
Track Name: Artificial Savior
reactivate your fragile senses erasing a binding mortality
the source of self-denial
let the virus spread within our bodies
as the machinery gives you
a new biomechanical life

you are the product:
the engine-god, man's artificial savior

you preach conceit, shine in disgrace
you are the sickening architect
of a vacuous paradise,
the cynic observer of our ordinary fool existence
the flesh mechanism in obsolete decay

(chorus)
fear not the dreadful passing of time,
you, perfect creature unable to cry or feel,
unable to heal the wounds of this foolish mankind

you are unable to heal these wounds
your paradise is falling in pieces

spread the contagion
to our formless mental state of disorder

reactivate your fragile senses erasing a binding mortality
the source of self-denial
let the virus spread within our bodies

(chorus)
fear not the dreadful passing of time,
you, perfect creature unable to cry or feel,
unable to heal the wounds of this foolish mankind

the dreadful passing of time
you are unable to cry or feel,
to heal this foolish mankind
Track Name: Materioscura
instrumental
Track Name: Architecture Of a Dying Sun
as these wounds bleed with spiteful intent
amusing my disobedient glance
I recall nightmares and illusions
I claim my sanity

just to taste suffering, to fall on my knees and cry
I am the narrow minded
son of mediocrity, the indifferent, the degenerated

(chorus)
my heaven is lost
and my dreams torn apart
will this sun warm us again?
while our new black sun devours all
like a black hole amid the stars

will this dying sun warm us again?

the architecture of a dying sun
makes my emotions flatten
apathy unveils my inner conflicts
futile is now resistance


I am the narrow minded
son of mediocrity, the indifferent, the degenerated

(chorus)
my heaven is lost
and my dreams torn apart
will this sun warm us again?
while our new black sun devours all
like a black hole amid the stars

my heaven is lost
will this sun warm us again?

I'm in a reverie
the extraordinary unconscious prison
the benignant smile of pain
Track Name: The Process
your sheer integrity avoids the post human scourge that is me
I'm no one, I'm nothing but the unassigned end
to anticlockwise beating mechanized hearts

I deny each step of this reverse evolution
that changed our bodies but did not corrupt our minds

(chorus)
I'll find, what was left and denied in sleepless hours
our infinite struggle, our improvement process

I deny each step of this reverse evolution
that changed our bodies and chased us from our haven

(chorus)
I'll find, what was left and denied in sleepless hours
our infinite struggle, our improvement process

when we fail, the process is finally complete
we'll be only shells without a soul
Track Name: Ethereal
deconstruction, synthesized birth of machines
prototypes of a new race of androids
the vile view from scorching icons of nothingness

through this ethereal barrier
no feelings, like me others, millions
born for vanity, searching within themselves
a god that's missing

within themselves, a god that's missing
we all rely on this ethereal lie

bred on a clandestine soil
our last spark dwells on the edge of denial
where atoms are gathering, improving, generating
something that never asked to live

(chorus)
in spirals of infinite pain I fall
turning to the observant heavens
that separate us from serenity

no remorse, cause failure is here at hand
your birth is violation of our freedom

we all belong to a mechanized sun
we are ethereal, fragile minds
confined to struggle through the stream of existence

fed on lies, we turn our eyes to see the nothing we are

atoms are gathering, improving, generating
something that never asked to live

(chorus)
in spirals of infinite pain I fall
turning to the observant heavens
that separate us from serenity
in spirals of infinite pain I fall
turning to the observant heavens
nothingness, the answer to our insanity
Track Name: The Deepest Oblivion
the impulse maltreats our minds
its clenched jaws threaten our balance
we are waiting for the sentence
with hands chained to the floor
light is forbidden to our sewn eyelids
our sealed dry mouths can't even shout
as blood withers in our veins
we'll never feel free again

(chorus)
we fall into ourselves, blinded by pain
we are too distant
to hear the inhuman cries of our tortured soul denied

can you feel our suffering
and the nothingness we live in?

we are waiting for the sentence
of the man-made engine god
our sealed dry mouths can't even shout
as blood withers in our veins

(chorus)
we fall into ourselves, blinded by pain
we are too distant
to hear the inhuman cries of our tortured soul denied
devoid of hope, devoid of name
we are the slaves of evidence,
the cancer of this planet
we are the cancer of this planet

the impulse maltreats our minds
its clenched jaws threaten our balance
we are dying, consumed by our own vanity
arrogance is our condemnation

here is nothingness, here is chaos
the hunger of the deepest oblivion
feeds on our non-dreams
this pain seems so real

abandon all hope
for we are, we are the victims