Grimoire Capricornus

by Cedric Till

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released January 16, 2017

01. "Prologue"

Written by: Cedric Till as "Concrete Cee"
Produced by: JerriKoe
Guest appearance by: Ian Dickinson (voiceover) ; Marius Gold (guitar)

02. "Ebony Ingots"

Written by: Cedric Till
Produced by: JerriKoe

03. "Chevron Three"

Written by: Cedric Till
Produced by: Andy Schlegel

04. "Who Goes There?"

Written by: Cedric Till
Produced by: Andy Schlegel
Guest appearance by: [name redacted]

05. "Metachapter"

Written by: Cedric Till
Produced by: Andy Schlegel
Guest appearance by: Ian Dickinson (voiceover)

06. "The Farplane"

Written by: Cedric Till
Produced by: VPD
Guest appearance by: [name redacted]

07. "Calligraphy of Pain"

Written by: Cedric Till
Produced by: JerriKoe

08. "Weakened Will Part Two"

Written by: Cedric Till
Produced by: Daniel San

09. "ABC"

Written by: Cedric Till
Produced by: Walter 1ders

10. "Truth Serum"

Written by: Cedric Till and D'artayon Manning
Produced by: Andy Schlegel
Guest appearance by: D'artayon Duval (vocals) and Ian Dickinson (voiceover)

11. "Echo Herbs"

Written by: Cedric Till
Produced by: JerriKoe
Guest appearance by: Jörg Daubner (vocals)

12. "Pisces In The Twelfth House"

Written by: Cedric Till
Produced by: DJ Mentos
Guest appearance by: Sidney Klein (guitar)

13. "Ticket Expiry"

Written by: Cedric Till
Produced by: Andy Schlegel

14. "Epilogue"

Written by: Cedric Till as "Concrete Cee"
Produced by: Cedric Till as "Concrete Cee"

All songs mixed and mastered by Andy Schlegel



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Track Name: Prologue
[Verse 1]
...As the veil lifts slowly
The spotlight allows the whole crowd to behold me
Covered in blood, forehead shiny
Salt protruding from my eyes as I peek
Down the first rows, hope I see someone I know
No reaction, there is nowhere to go
The first words leave my lips, silence greets me
My sense of environment just cease to exist
In the middle of the speech I forget what was scripted
Memory draws lyrics from areas restricted
The tome that I studied prior to performing
Appears in front of me and flips open like it's been dormant
For too long and, the pages turn, to a section
I desire burned, it reads "you're nobody's concern"
"Where's the love" I asked but never learned
Until I found it in myself, not everything given is returned

[Chorus 1]
I stared down the mirror, my reflection flinched
Lost my shadow and got sued for neglicence
I know the past haunts whoever sins
But I am loved for my flaws, who's a seraphim?
So blow the horns for the Paladin
That killed the Crusaders after joinin' Saladin
Spread the word through the taverns and inns
So that all heralds will sing:

"Concrete Cee is back again"

[Verse 2]
Still astage, telekinetic manual motions
Turn the page, observe a battlemage, at work
I read the phrase "when in doubt, give"
How much is determined by, wherever does thou live
I read from the brother of Tantarian
And the cousin of the epic written by the Sumerians
Haikus de grace, poetry of war
The depth within the lines is confined to the pause
Between measures, to those who know me
I must really seem restless, no peace to rest in
Mostly I issue answers oblique as questions
That don't betray intentions, I beat depressions
The same way, you'd treat unhealthy obsessions
I substitute, now I covet the succulent fruit of my labor
It fell far from the trunk of the Yggdrasil planted
Rotten at the end of the branches...

[Chorus 2]
I used to carry my sword round for all to see
Till my blade went dull when foes cornered me
I used to stay on squares that's unguarded
Until I got checked, now I steer clear of carnage
I used to overbet hands that were garbage
I can't tell you where awakening started
But the pen had more ink to spare
So today I read to you from the Grimoire Capricornus...
Track Name: Ebony Ingots
[Verse 1]
If I were Shiva, imagine the amount
Of middlefingers, you couldn't even count
Baptized and drowned in the blood of a hellhound
Voicelessly cursed, can't tell how the spell sounds
Ganesha's in the room, all obstacles removed, and that includes you
And your frail crown, you're nothing but a failed clown
Face painted black and white with tear smears
The smell of regret sears your nostrils, hostile
Morale apostle, you've just committed a cardinal sin
Behind your fraudulent grin, from which dishonesty
Stems, is what we call something to protect
Kung Lao style, chop your head off, with the brim
Of a hat, well worn by an anti-villain
Summon up Gil and then, you gon' need Gillian
Anderson, to add warmth to a cold case
In the X-Files, the next to try's next to die
By the rooftop assassin - Diazepam with
The exercise of Walther 2Ks, the echelon
Is elite, Tom Clancy ops couldn't compete
The way the carcasses are laid out is neat
Like paper towel origami, the intricacy
Of my calligraphy would make a brahman bow, and kiss the feet

[Hook 2x]
Ebony, ingots, swords made from black metal
Add a heart to the forge, strike swift when the blade's
On the anvil, let it draw blood
Cause the Lord of Mysteries demands all ten samples

[Verse 2]
Find me at the lab with a blank stare
My mind is a turtle, the track is a hare, already been there
And done that for 13 years, visualizing the stairs
Not the steps through my career, never near unprepared
Write lyrics like an inkblot, challenge you to interpret
What I think, not laying it bare, taking it where
My bars are called ingots, got plenty to spare
Yet none in the vaults that come with large market share
Thinking cap on, mana is increased
When I rec songs, spells are cast on every release
Between dusk and dawn, I wrecked the most beats
Chanelling my dark energy to listeners in the mezzanine
Phantom of the HipHopera, when I take a bow
Give proper love or I take a bow and spill lots of blood
Better yet, I start asking for neglect
Reverse psychology or not, what would you expect?

[Hook 2x]
Ebony, ingots, swords made from black metal
Add a heart to the forge, strike swift when the blade's
On the anvil, let it draw blood
Cause the Lord of Mysteries demands all ten samples
Track Name: Chevron Three
[Verse 1]
Shot some Grey Goose like on a hunting season
Dropped the bottle on the glass table, just another evening
In some bar, ran by some Parisian with no love for laws
Oui! Money laundry, every honey was a barbie
Caught me, off-guard, RSVP
Invitation mailed to me, Mr. Concrete Cee
Metrosexual dress code? Let's go casual
The bouncer was a lesbo with an afro
"Laszlo?", called the boss' name, said
"Small change don't belong in Gucci purses, you're looking lost, man"
A shady man passed me with a chuckle
But my name was the guestlist, I'll get him on the double
Entered the place, some dang ho with her pants low
Her thang showed, pinker than a drunk man's nose
I swear to God, somebody kill the disc jockey
Fuck The-Dream, play some 2Pac, you asshole!
Can't believe they employed him
He looks like he had a boyfriend
Had a voice that reminds me of Cher on Autotune
It offends the ears when he sings karaoke, shit's horrible
Then I heard a Japanese dude
Say in chatroom speak to a woman "I <3 you"
Am I on the set of "Fear and Loathing in Berlin City"?
Or what the fuck is going on with these people, huh?

[Verse 2]
Twenty tequilas later, a Tila Tequila hater
Debated on promiscuous girls that scheme to get the cake up
150,000 a year, just getting laid up on camera
And eating more people than cannibals, then he added:
"It proves that we're animals, we call each other
Bitch, swine, snake, rat..." - Damn booze!
Drunk people shouldn't speak, or do you take:
"Ow man, I'll punch you in the cheek!"
Probably as: "Let's have a lunch next week!"
Exactly girl, he told you to run it, it's Chris B, peace...
Track Name: Who Goes There?
Hark, who goes there?

[Verse 1]
Jaws drip saliva, venemous fangs
Are bared, wiser men have been known to die in vain
So pour a little glass for the carcasses
Pray your nightmares never enter metamorphisis
Welcome to the mind of a man past 7:30
Turning apparel from eggshell to burgundy
Certainly you got a few questions
On how you got here (instant - piano - drop!)
He met this blonde with a pair of scissors
And she's good with threads, I pity your fate if you ever meet her sisters
Never take her on a walk, cause despite the Hermes boots
The lady ain't as fast as she talks
Settled at a bar, ordered Scotch with the ashes
Of a phoenix, and bid the Leviathans nice evening
Double-edged sword overhead, just a deadly decoration
In case a patron'd skip out on the tab

[Hook 2x]
Don't push me, cause you're close to this edge
You should try not to lose your head

[Verse 2]
He's charcoal to a Twin Flame, passenger on the Styx
Ambassador of the Abyss, hair about as wavy
As a kris, seals deals with a kiss
Then ensures the fine print stays written on your skin
Last seen at the Garden, which one?
Anyone, Madison, Eden or Alhambra
His idea of retirement the same as a Blade Runner's
Saw a woman walk alone and regards her with great hunger
A voice in his head says "I know that you want her"
Another says "You're better off looking for someone younger"
A sharp pain in his arm interrupts them both
Then his eyes find a man with a Colt in a trenchcoat
Everybody turns in shock, as the man who was shot
Burst aflame, he screams from the surging pain
Only blood came in spurts remained
The bullet with fine gravure said: "I curse your name!"

[Hook 2x]
Don't push me, cause you're close to this edge
You should try not to lose your head
Track Name: Metachapter
[Verse 1]
Moths around a lightbulb, a dusty old tome on the pedestal
In which the author pens with a feathered quill
Drawing from an inkwell, filled with the thoughts
Not intended for a Pensieve, for if sentiments are vented
The result is explosive resembling nitroglycerin
And I cannot be held liable for visions that may, enter their minds
And my resistance to fear is ten times of theirs
So why would I dare, expose'em to emotions that scare?
Imagine, everything that your intuition
Would tell you was true, is trusting it what you'd fail to do?
If you could see the waypoints of a person's path
And read the dialogue, rehearse it before your first of chats
You grab the phone before it rings, a second later
You bluntly address the person like "Hey, pretty thing"
"How're you doing?" Her response is far from congruent
But before she gets to say it, you let her know you see through her
Imagine, you had a scale for a thought
Which has weight, and if shared with a person it has more
You may now see the extent of the gravitas
Present in this elaborate sentence in this passage
Take a look at my shelf of classics
The Oghma Infinium right next to the Mysterium Xarxes
The Philosophy of Time Travel, the revised version
Of the Neverending Story starring me
Books are scattered like the Chromanin, a horde of
Your worst nightmares will attack you if you open them
While many of his fellow writers press for bestsellers
The Paladin is on a long lost quest for valor
The tarnished armor is a witness of forgiveness
The fact, that he is still drawing breath should scare you shitless
No heir to riches, he was situated poorly
In his childhood, he lost his friend Falkor to a blaze of glory
He found solace realizing he could write
Then he turned into a warrior poet, like almost overnight
The clouds formed a doubt storm, he nagivated the sea
Of depression following his inner light, knowing that
When the Focault drops the last pin
The cleansing of the spirit will begin
The summoner will send the spiritual particles off into the wind
After the body dissolves, few of us know where the soul went...
Track Name: The Farplane
[Verse 1]
I strive for serenity, provide for my kin in need
Try to throw aside all the emnity, remember me
As a man of honor with a code of valor and virtue
Loyal but trust I have good reason if I desert you
When we part, there are no words due
All roads must cross or fork
I appreciate the shared stage of the journey, but in the end
Alone I walk, until my soles are worn out
On this road to perdition as perceived by those who don't listen
And those that took heed know the difference
Between a slow progress and failure
I ponder what lies yonder, when karma took effect on my persona
And the toll I could exact justly, pay dues and receive them
What limitations must I exceed then?
Ambition pains as blood diseases, depressed
I often wondered if death was the only way to peace and freedom

[Chorus 1]
Celebrate life, do not mourn death
It's part of the game, to not be a part of the game
It's easy to follow suit, much harder to reign
Or to walk on your own to the Farplane

[Chorus 2]
Celebrate life, do not mourn death
Advice attained, through a life of pain
I meditate daily, isolated from the strife and strain
Eyes closed to prepare for my final day

[Verse 2]
Our voyage is one of coping with defeat, laughing in the face
Of the odds, stacked against us, tasting victory gloatingly
Despair is when hope leaves it seed in enemy soil
But when disaster's averted, it was worth the toil
Your plan's to fail, if you fail at planning
I fell down hard, but afterwards soared high, like Galilean cannons
I look through jaded lenses but remain adventurous
Enough to muster the required strength to take the distance and
Then explore whether our fate is friendship or battle
This warrior poet likes to state Invictus
Stare beyond the mask and see I cater to thinkers
Strength, a taunt and charisma are hook, bait and the sinker
I heard history was written by the victor
Took his story with a grain of salt and picked up the quill
To have a dead track for the train of thought, get aboard
And make sure it gets abroad as I walk to the Farplane...

[Chorus 1]

[Chorus 2]

[Chorus 1]

[Chorus 2]
Track Name: Calligraphy Of Pain
[Verse 1]
Writing rhymes, my calligraphy of pain
Curses are in cursive, I'm not worth worshippin'
Fuck a legacy, my feelings be the same
And I'm not going to church again - I'm past prayin'
Put my sword in a stone, put the stone in a river
Let it freeze to a glacier, my soul season is winter
Let my eyes do the talking when my lips are sealed
Let your heart do the knowledge when I'm spittin' the real
Let my fists convey whatever language cannot
Let action solve what words can't, cause y'all gon' stand
For peace while it is in your interest, quietly protest
Meek like slaves that chose death - I don't jest
Smoke the cess to postpone the stress
Then I go home to rest, another day another euro
Got bars for the beats, got work for employers
But the doors I plan on going thru shut when I get too close
You abide by the law, I slip thru loopholes
Once righteous, now my mind is in true neutral
That's what the blues do, I'm world-weary
Everytime I face depressions, I'm seeing my girl teary
Christened evangelist now an existentialist
My basic autosuggestion was I can handle this
Then I'm proven wrong, then I do a song
About movin' on to analyze what I'm doin' wrong
Regarding fucks to give, I'm in debt
While I wanna learn more, I also wanna forget
Wisdom's just a testament to the pain
You can lie to yourself that you made it through, but the scars remain
And you'll always remember, you'll always be traumatized
My heart has a wound, at times not even love can cauterize
It re-opens everytime I am reminded
By these irredeemable people, who claim they care about me
That's why they doubt me and I get their hatred
Masqueraded as concern, are you insolent by mistake?
Am I too much to handle? If am let me go
Everyone voices demands, they won't let me know
I can count on them, not by words, but by actions
Am I better off alone like addition by subtraction?
People say they feel me, should I believe them?
When it's everyone for himself, why listen to your reasons?
Track Name: Weakened Will Part Two
It's still chilly in the city, pistols'll blast
Some lost the battle to forget, not remember the past
Apocalypse travels in fours and vengeance is sworn
For family members that's gone, this system is wrong
They say that sky is the limit, the hood got strong gravity
Hazing the brain to bits with drugs to flee reality
If you live by the sword, by the sword you'll be killed
I hope your flesh appears strong, when compared to the steel

[Verse 1]
Welcome to canine claymores, stolen cars dodge radars
Fuck how they paint the walls, the grey's in our hearts
Empty glassy eyes of teens congregating at malls
Camera surveilled train stations, freebasing in parks
Most flats reek of booze, weed, cigs and condoms
Squad cars are seen on my block just like they parking
Cops come out of laundries in civis
Like I can't recognize their faces, or I ain't privy to the fact
They just got bribed to keep their eyes off the pies in the basement
Forget to pay and they'll be signing that statement, see thru my eyes
And notice everybody's war paint, red halos, black wings
All'em fallen angels - You still wonder where the faith went?
Everybody rather make them ends meet, than make amends
Those are the basics, most fathers are faceless
Most daughters are ageless when it comes to pregnancy
Arranged marriages, 5 digit dowries, hurray pimps!
Hummer 3s, Alpine Beamers and Maseratis
Driven by women in clothes that's probably worth a bachelor party
Criminal energy lends to allegories
Seen and heard it all before, so I can tell this story

[Verse 2]
Shattered glass at a bus stop, low lifes rambling
Marinating in cheap beer, slot machine gambling
I rode the train one time, a bum carried his literal shit
In a bag, still begging for dimes
Playgrounds are needle beds, drug stashes and
Every so often you're crossing the path of a soul fiending for meds
Golden pants, hair and face done up
A blue spot on her cheek, symbolic to most of their lives on the street
Concrete blocks on their feet, swim vests on their chests
Tears up to their necks, money talks them to death
The chalky outlines got names and dates on them
All set ahead of their time, it's like they wait on them
Grave warnings are issued, if pay's brought in
Love's the opposite of a virtue where's hate stronger
Good deeds are shot down with shrugs from the elders
The only sense of unity's collective failure...
Track Name: ABC
[Verse 1]
The phone rings, I'm busy drowning competitors in Haterade
Tell the caller to suck his own dick with a razorblade
Throw the horn down on the receiver
And proceed to raise the cleaver to a couple poor clowns in the bleachers
Of the O²-World, fuck you booing my team for?
Berlin City bitch, I put your beak on the floor
I bring the drama my wealthiest enemies can't afford
Cause lifepartners start cheating when there's feelings involved
Now who would've known what I was supposed to do? Not me!
Leave her soaking from the overproof - Knock-kneed!
Will she stop walking like a penguin soon? Godspeed!
But if she won't, it wasn't me
I might dirty my hands but never my pants cause
Everybody has a thumbscrew and I know the one of your friends
Man, sodomize a Taurus, in other words
Fuck the bullshit, let's hear the chorus from your daughter, she says

Momma, there goes that maaan
Conca, asshole by circumstance
Berlin City representer, with a nuse for a chain
For you spitters if you think if you can hang - I hear them say
Momma, there goes that maaan
Conca, asshole by circumstance
One deep till I'm six feet deep, you go hard?
Double Eagle on the course, and you, you just parred

[Verse 2]
Sippin' on the tears of a widow, called Cliquot
So mellow like Melo from the midpost
Till a Napoleon Complex midget feelin' like he 6'4"
Hands on his throat, now he feelin' like Carlessimo
Back to the champagne supernova, cascading
Down a glass pyramid, when the waitress finishes pouring
The bottle is placed inside of an ice cylinder
Women that rejected me feeling sour like vinegar
Don't wanna be friends now, huh? Like I give a fuck
Any meaning attached, anyway I'm just cynical
Indigo child, penning prose in a style
Difficult to profile, results pending
Folks doubting my drive, ultimately lack engines
Demon at the crossroads, blood in her inkpen
My soul for a fortune? Don't even get to thinking
I stab the bitch thru her pink skin and tell her take me to the kingpin

[Verse 3]
From the first, defiance has been my sanctuary
Middlefingers raised like rents until the day I'm buried
Not even hell is scary, strugglin' a part of me
Even if death has finally conquered me, my obituary
Will read: "All hail Concrete Cee"
The purgatory awaits, I pet the dog at the gates
Call the Devil a bitch ass nigga, exact revenge
And reappear with the grin of the Grinch in a black trench
In any event, many have sinned
They'll be forgiven when I empty the Semi at their expense
Marry the Maiden of Anguish, impale her with the stainless
Broadsword ensanguined by archangels that caved in
See to it illumination remains dim
Inject the venom of snakes crossbred with fake friends
Count my paces and take ten, raise the .454 Casull Contender
To her temple, Amen...
Track Name: Truth Serum
It was August 21st, 2010
There was a prologue before that, but in all reality
That's the day where this story begins
And every time he hears her voice, he feels he's there with her again

[Verse 1]
Walking through the city, two souls at peace
Finally they found each other, who had thought they would meet?
And time flew by, neither wanted to part
One last hug, he entered the bus, that was the start
Of many nights missing her presence, contact
Was sporadic, both of them stressed out from life matters
They had their own romances to cater to
Time went on and he began to favor her
He had to sacrifice a piece, he had to make a move
What if to win the game of life a queen's to lose?
Butterfly Effect, which reality is his?
The one that he pursues or the one that he resists?
He bottled everything up until he couldn't
While trying to prolong a match, knowing that he shouldn't
When they spoke, he knew she noticed the tension
Tried to give her clues, didn't know if she would get'em
She soothed his pain for the simple fact she listened
And cared, what he bared to her, he wouldn't tell a friend
This, bond they share's so magical and intimate
He wants to start anew with her and that is just how real it is

[Chorus 1]
He could be the one
She could be the one
If she'd just let go
Nothing's holding her back and she should know
He could be the one
She could be the one
If she'd just let go
Nothing's holding her back but does she know?

[Verse 2]
He's an open book to her, her voice is truth serum
She wouldn't need to ask for his secrets to hear'em
Whispering her name to himself, smiling with
A warm feeling inside, not able to think of somebody else
He wonders if she's thinking he's just a friend
He remembers her swearing to never love again
He knows she craves warm affectionate embraces
Knowing her heart is truly safeguarded, cause it's sacred
Only wish he had was share another moment
Hopin' it won't end, just soakin' it all in
He could feel from her aura, she's so tense
Just wants to hold her, carefully close in
Kiss and tell her "There is nothing I won't do for you
I know a lot of women but to me, they ain't as beautiful"
Her brown eyes are full of tenderness
Them alone is his vision of perfect present tense
What a team they'd be, Capricorn and Taurus
Patiently persist beyond the obstacles before'em
He knows that risk is involved
But pursuit of happiness is what existence is for...

He wrote a lot of love songs but never pressed record
And you've never pressed play, when it's you that it's for
Rest assured, no matter how life is taking its course
He'd gladly give you the keys and tell you that he is yours...

[Chorus 2]
He could be the one
You could be the one
If you'd just let go
Nothing's holding you back and you should know
He could be the one
You could be the one
If you'd just let go
Of what is holding you back and let him close

Cause if this Earth should come, to a desolate end
Let us clasp our hands, and walk...
Just the two of us...
Just the two of us...
Track Name: Echo Herbs
[Verse 1]
I saw a picture of you sitting on the grass
Crimson hair, a beautiful face, the sun caressed
A white blouse, a leather top, a plaid skirt
Your smile enhanced the magicks your gaze worked
If only you would look at me like this
I'd probably be the happiest man alive
Instead I'm treated to weeks of your silence
Forcing me to see my sentiments die
I saw a picture of you standing in a crowd
Stood in the same place with you nowhere to be found
I saw a picture of you staring thru the fourth wall
Like there was somebody out there that you longed for
If only you would look at me like this
I'd be assured my sentiments are requited
Instead I get a tick on every message sent
With no reply, still I tried for the sake of us being friends

[Chorus 1]
I can't let things that were unsaid reverb
In my mind, your, spell is silenced
Girl, won't you taste these Echo Herbs?
Let me remedy your ailments
Let me be your paling
Why are you so still towards me, yeah

[Verse 2]
I miss you like souls ascended
Sorrow got me cornered but I won't surrender
Have our impulsive ways ended a friendship?
With you breaking a promise I don't want to remember
Sunny days felt gray, it's the same weather
Tremblin' while pennin' this Dear Jane letter
Young woman, if you only knew
How bad I wanted to ease the pain you were going thru
Every mile of distance, every silent minute
Intensified the feeling and now I killed it
When the storm has subsided, maybe we speak again
Maybe money and time allow us to meet again
Until then, I'll take my leave, wish you all the best
Even all through the stress, I wish you all success
I will manage in the meantime
Life has beaten me bad but I will be fine...

[Chorus 2]
I can't let things that were unsaid reverb
In my mind, your, spell is silenced
Can't let you taste these Echo Herbs
Who will remedy your ailments?
Who will be your paling?
I like that now you're still towards me...
Track Name: Pisces In The Twelfth House
Soul of a gentle giant, rebel defiance is in my blood
Looking for me? I am where I'm loved
Soul of a gentle giant, rebel defiance is in my blood

I've no patience for the weak-hearted
Don't want to be part of my party, just be honest
I'll keep walking on my way to my fate - Pisces in the 12th House
If anybody relates, repeated misfortune as pride led me
To refuse extended hands, naive as I was
I put my trust in the poorest of businessmen
Only I can set my standards to live up to
I challenge what you must view as the rules to life
So all that's left on my lips is a cold-hearted "Fuck you"
To anyone who looked down on me while not being one to look up to
I read Sun Tzu, Robert Greene and Tsunetomo
I'm the prototype of a maverick, Musashi if he was a rapper
With his own dojo, fly calligraphy and plaques of gold
Demons couldn't capture his soul
Dressed in robes like a wizard, malt beer cold as a blizzard
At the annual sit-in, cause of celebration is friendship
Intellect and character equal respect in my view
Yours incompatible with mine, and your language is crude
Panorama vision, big picture in a small frame
Like reversal film, your projector's broken, mine works for real
In other words: people, curb your resentment
You have given up your dreams, don't see no worth in commitment
Not to mention, my decisions remain unforgiven
Long story short, you may judge, but the case is still pending!

Soul of a gentle giant, rebel defiance is in my blood
Looking for me? I am where I'm loved
Soul of a gentle giant, rebel defiance is in my blood
Looking for me? I am where I'm loved
Soul of a gentle giant, rebel defiance is in my blood
Looking for me? I am where I'm loved
Soul of a gentle giant, rebel defiance is in my blood!
Track Name: Ticket Expiry
Beneath a pile of bills, as heavy as the pressure to succeed
Or to feed your seeds, you place second your needs
You demand what is rightfully yours, that's not greed
I wish I could show you where I hope your path'll lead
To my fellow craftlovers that's lacking a backrub
Or a reason to a continue a job you don't love
Other than the money earned, hand to mouth living
A full fridge from begging, ignored as the world turns
Big city anonymity, you're nobody's concern
Where's the love you ask, but never learn
Virtues society placed in a urn, you uphold
I mourn the living more than the ones who were taken by gunsmoke
Faith in religion, your only crutch that's not broke
Out of touch with family, like dialing a number
Not in service, at the cemetery the flowers
Just drop to wither away, try again another day
That will never come, whatever your dream is, it's never done
Unless you decide to wake up, in that case you live
At the same time, attending your own wake every day
Forced to repeat the same mistakes
See the numbers game is hard to win
Especially if it is foreign expectations that you're caught up in
Responsibility's the cross we bear with no acknowledgement
Duties taken for granted yield no feeling of accomplishment
Everybody tells you beware the man on the lever
Same people turn silent when told to speak up
Adapt to the average, you will never keep up
Analyze your leverage while playing like you're weaker
Defiance is the fuel to the motor called motivation
Last thing you wanna hear is "Be patient"
People always tell you: "Settle for security"
Sure is death so to be sure to breathe

[Hook 2x]
Better take a gamble and lose, than never winning
Cause you don't play, just keep the wheel of fortune spinning
All is okay, as long as you got a day
Left on your ticket to life, one more chance to get it right
Track Name: Epilogue
[Verse 1]
Burnt scrolls as the magic is forgotten
And the ashes of a tome have been thrown into the wind
Some will note this was a long time coming
Even more so hope the author's soul has been cleansed
The longest journey ends, Stark wins
Over Archadia, the calculator beat the wand again
So where is April Ryan when you need her?
Clouds of chaos are forming over the keeper of balance
Of his own world, in which everything that pertains
To his life's been a challenge -
Merits are unacknowledged, errors are magnified beyond
The point of being able to ever live them down, a frown
Was chiseled in his face, the rage boils beneath
A rugged surface, a cherubim figure, kind eyes
But well intent to cut your spirit from your body
Should you ever breach the peace that I seek!
Disinherited the Earth because I'm clearly sick and tired of playing meek
Raise my cleaver to the sheep, halal slaughter is in order
Starving artists need to eat! I refuse to bow
To your motherfucking rules, gimme mine or get beat!
What the hell you think is bound to happen
When the boiling point reached? Bet a planet, I'ma feast
On any motherfucker that I meet
Spit the bones onto the ground before your feet
Very much irreverent, intentional neglicence
Kick the door in, take a dump on a carpet in your residence
Ask me if it's vengeance, I say nothing then you guess again
If you don't understand me innately, who's crazy?
Like you can't really sense the influence that nearly made me
What I would hate to be and gladly ain't have yet become
The only thing that keeps my heart beating is the drums
And the melody accompanying, destiny will come...

[Verse 2]
Tears 'cause of people are pearls before the swine
Diamonds in the dirt everyone leaves behind
Potential is a lie, well intentioned is blind
What you will find, the skin of a person's a braille sign
Touch it, you feel exactly what that person has in mind
Still, unrequited feelings put you in that friendzone
As women run back to who touched down in that endzone
Please excuse if I'm cynical
Tomorrow it may occur I see a different you
This goes out to everybody that I fell for
Have a nice life, see you at hell's doors
Inhale NO² now, teargas later
Or mustard gas for that matter, who cares
I'm climbing up the ladder of success, see you when I get this paper
Dressed in fly attire, happy to see me now, ain't ya?
Hater, catch me cool as a glacier
Wherever the bouncer deny you the entrance
I invested a lot but it didn't pay me no interest
Withdrew, left middlefingers for you
Take heed to words of weariness, glaring thru a pair of jade glasses
At a woman with some Girlfriend Experience
Under a spell like Imperius, curious in appearance
But ain't really caring, pedal her rear end
What for it's worth, I learned to curtain my impertinence
Sober mirth was shown when life wasn't merciless
Erred on occasion of emotional impairment
But still inspired forgiveness on the grounds of my awareness
Of my huge inadequacies, laterally thinking
Your way around power games is a delicate matter indeed
Glad if me and my soul mate ever meet
But until then, I'll be like my engineer, trying to master me...

[Verse 3]
See, compassion is a tear jerker, for the one who feels it
Reciprocity's the only way of building
Absence can make hearts go yonder
But sometimes it does the opposite, so what kind is it?
These are findings, from experience mining
This vein is rich, let's bleed it, what better timing?
If it's cryptic, there is mystique to it
The interest in the occult is deep rooted
But to ignore the game's rules would be foolish
Tesla ended impoverished and secluded
Thomas Edison has patented inventions that
Actually were none of his doing, who cares to prove it?
The thought of creativity's so amusing
A race to getting credit for a stolen blueprint
Please pardon my transgression, as the truth is
The least valid selling point in all of music
It used to be choosing a niche that you fit
Now it's to do whatever clients tell you, kiss
Your self-realization goodbye
If ever in your plans were to sell a couple units
Grimoire Capricornus shall commemorate
Explanations of things that are hard to demonstrate
Self-fulfilling prophecies that when the record's played
Set the record straight... until I've left the stage...