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Dissociative Interlude (CRUNCH130)

by Manufactura

RISE I 07:06
As it happens the reasons become boundless and infinite perceptions of a lifetime sequestered and erased I untie my hands and my mind ignites on fire I release my heart and my soul dissipates through vast landscapes the fog is burning the shores once filled with storm now calm and silent a new black sun rising lights the unknown untethered uncertain with every breath I become whole again a perfect completion as one falls into obscurity one rises through to burn like stars I'm beginning to bun
Reset hardwire Mainframe Hard Drive Configure simulation Recover execution Command Control Alternate deletion Enable system Data process
The wanted are fading As the rest of us linger, and stand the test time like ancient stonework like ancient scriptures I weather the storms Kneel to the edifice Your consciousness Your holiness Feel the emptiness.... The silence The loneliness As we step back in time To reset your crime I've given sufficiently With honest sacrifice Through solemn happenstance Bled from the metaphoric heart Through the all wounds left behind As you removed your garments And bared fruit to your temptations I could finally see the truth a devil in disguise another snake in the grass
Am I the dream? Or am I the dreamer? where have we been within sight of the unseen Endless night forgive my nature it's just that I suffer from obsession of the darkness of your shroud I need to medicate so I can meditate and therefore confiscate my dreams into this reality In the absence of hearts and of destiny we’re getting nowhere suspended So now we fall through clouds of minds forgotten in time dissolved in time dissolved within
I I've, cast fire and I I've, spilled blood now only desire tempers the flood through these wondrous rituals that comfort the soul only desire tempers the flood And I've never been this far caught in the wisdom of lustful desire And when it carries me away I'll surrender to the knowledge life is just a game Awaken at last reborn through this night I open my eyes to a broken world I walk through the flames of this darkened road and I I've, cast demons and I I've, sacrificed flesh Now only derision is course for your dreams the last of my visions that set you aflame Now close your eyes for one last time as the night takes control of all your delusions all your ambitions and all of your hopes
RISE II 06:50
And so, it begins I set in motion this inception this ascension of destruction A beast I created Into some kind of animal My own Frankenstein My Judas disciple And it will rip through hearts much in the same way as I have done with past love vanishing through the knowledge of misery it will use my words it will use my stance and it will use my wit to devour the subconscious of those willing to burn for it has earned its wings through the lessons, I bestowed And the wisdom fed in vain And I will pay the price for my creation and rightly so..... it becomes Kali and I I become Death Let it be so.
As nightfall takes control and shooting stars guide our way with fervor we’ve come together Through magic fields of magnetic embers galaxies collide as we embrace each other And the fires of Triangulum won’t hold a light to how bright we burn And all our lifetimes all our mystic energy finally comes forth to conjure love and pleasure now we’re slowly set aflame as we invoke our aeromancy to bring forth a sensual field where our love remains intact and our lust will be exact ascending into the stars transcending time and space as our magnetism intensifies disrupting the normal world and shaping a new reality
Close your eyes Rest in stillness The doorway you’re looking for lies within silence the mind for a second allow this death to comfort your path the darkness you’ve loved and been forever enthralled with is the solace and the answer focus on the awareness of the ripples in time through dimensional alternate timelines echoing in your subconscious the doorway is a sense of your mind acknowledging you are no longer a shadow flickering in the periphery of your soul Now open your eyes
I've set aside a part of me that I simply must destroy before it slaughters everything I am And it might very well just be able to achieve its deed if I can't get hold of it once more So what if I just killed you now dismember everything you are and do away with all this hate So what if I just killed you now and put an end to all of this no more pain no more shit I'll bury you in pieces discard your severed mind and dispose of all your misery
Languid Eyes 04:40
Mesmerized by luminous dreams I find my way through this darkness floating in absence witnessing truth Misshapen and bruised the moonlight surrounds us guiding our way to unknown horizons past the bloodshed and into the void Languid eyes and tired dreams It’s an angel raping your soul Drown here in this filth and defile yourself with this travesty its tender and warm like the lion’s breath before it tears out your fucking throat A perfect disaster A perfect conclusion
The time soon comes to suffer our crimes ignorant malcontent is the name of their hearts They are blinded by their basic perception of time And the devil they serve is the devil within the devil within To what end does this deviltry serve? Demons with faces of angels have nowhere to hide they hold to their lies for the rest of their lives They shed their skin like snakes feeding on pain They lay in wait while lying in bed To what end does this deviltry serve? They spread their legs through technology But the shadow they cast is the symbol of fraud their love turns to lust to justify hate alone in decay is their optimal fate To what end does this deviltry serve? Bright eyes with superficial facetiousness Feigned tears will haunt them for years As they become the people you've always despised And bitter misery awaits their embrace


“We interrupt our regularly broadcast transmission, to bring you a message from a parallel universe, found in a different dimension."

For Diego, may this new journey and challenge see you RISE to incredible new heights 🖤

Over the years many people through out every corner, in every continent of the earth have reached out to me simply to express how much my words and music has affected them and helped them either through troubled times, through party times, through madness and in some cases to find love.

As I have always stated, my words and music are simply my way of self-medication, a cathartic exercise to assist me with my own issues. Much like a mad painter or a drunk poet that must do the work to simply breathe and live.

This album is dedicated to those souls out there that are currently struggling with severe depression and are battling with thoughts of suicide. I myself know all too well the severity and intensity of how dark things can get. I hope you can find a way out, I hope that you can somehow overcome this moment, this storm. There are many people out there just like us, and like them, you are not alone in this struggle. Either betrayal, a death, an illness, a terrible accident, a loss of something important or even something mundane or simply the recurring nightmares, the anger, the self-loathing, or a culmination of all these things, it is all a struggle. I’ve recently come to the conclusion that life is simply a game, perhaps it is a dumb game and yet we have to find interesting ways to keep playing and maybe, sometimes, not just for ourselves but for something grander than ourselves. Love won’t save us, but we, more than most can save love. As the old saying goes “the weird people... the black sheep, the odd ducks, the rejects, the eccentrics, the loners, the lost and forgotten. More often than not, these people have the most beautiful souls.” The world needs more of us, if simply just to keep it interesting and to reclaim it from the fake, the snakes, the hate.

I leave you with the words of one of my heroes and perhaps one of the strangest ducks of all. Last month I met David Lynch in person and asked him if he had any advice for a lost dreamer…..he said “Well, maybe if the lost dreamer can look into transcendental meditation, perhaps the dreamer will be found.”

- Karloz.M


released July 27, 2018

Crunch Pod Catalog: CRUNCH 130

Recorded in Los Angeles, Miami, Las Vegas, Phoenix, San Francisco, Palm Springs & Atlanta.

All songs written & produced by Karloz.M

Produced @ Magnetic Divination Studios, Hollywood, CA.

Additional Instrumentation & vocals on 4 by Amoreena Stout

Mastered by Auricle Media

Photography artwork, layout and design by Art|Ma

Cover photograph by Cyanide Mishka

Published by Auricle Media.

Released by Crunch Pod © 2018

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