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The Maniacal Vale
16 June 2008

Written and Produced by Esoteric
Engineered, mixed and mastered by Greg Chandler/Esoteric at Priory Recording Studios
Artwork by Kati Astraeir
Layout by Mauro Berchi
All music and lyrics by Esoteric.

2xCD - Season of Mist
3xLP - Aesthetic Death
1 -  Circle 
Music/Lyrics: Gordon Bicknell/Greg Chandler

I have a million questions, but no will to ask.
Through chaos, rationale speaks clearly.
Decay sets in amongst the fragments...
Such weight lies within knowledge.
Crippled by thought.

Eyes that see too much lose the will to see.
And the pain that spills from these walls,
Blasts through this withered body.

The circle has begun.
Time is not won.
Losing this battle to remain.

In this place,
I dare not dream
For awakening the demons that will find me,
Blinded by madness.

Such endless probability,
And I must know everything and every thought.
And I must uncover all answers sought.
For sleep eludes when this frustration taunts,
And drives me to release,
Or travel towards end.

So dead inside,
And all but to live on,
Burning from within.

Maddened eyes,
Filled with boiling blood
Grow sharper with the pain.
To rest now,
Until we meet again.

2 -  Beneath This Face 
Music/Lyrics: Greg ChandlerGreg Chandler

Lies a broken man,
Festering inside.
Shades of light pass through this room
And remind me.
There was once a world,
Outside of this stricken maze.

Only instinct drives on.
And life,
Our great teacher,
Teaches all.

Passing through this fetid ship,
With sickened feeling of what lies within.
Sporadic thought, spawning its messy web of insanity.
Living from the heart and breath alone.

For emotions determine all that is lost and won here.
And all that is dear,
Taken, by wind and time.

How many times in a lifetime must we break?
And have such a need to be strong?

So tired of this feeling.
Of fighting and living.
Wrought so completely with pain

Nothing remains...
But a restless longing for death
Hidden, beneath this face

3 -  Quickening 
Music/Lyrics: Olivier Goyet/Greg Chandler

Hallucinations enter the shadows...
Losing the mind,
On this path to oblivion
So much time lost in chaos.

As I descend,
Succumbed to the unfathomable,
Abandoned beyond all control.

Skulking, scraping, the barren wastes...
Formless predator of the minds' domain

And as its presence draws near I sense it.
Knowing within its pull I can be forever lost.
A part of me,
I have become.

4 -  Caucus of Mind 
Music/Lyrics: Gordon BicknellGordon Bicknell

I can't control them, but they control me
The voices can't be heard, they're kept out of sight
Hatred from within, purged from the soul of me
Leads me to destruction, they need my detonation


Death rots away from the inside
Life eats away from the outside
In between... in between...
In between... inbetween...


Over and over and
Over and over and
Over and over and
Over and over and

Make me see the
Birth of my insanity, reality,
A memory...
My mind recoils...

My mind makes things happen...

5 -  Silence 
Music/Lyrics: Greg ChandlerGreg Chandler

I lift my head, but there is no reason to move.
Takes from us the years we build,
What can be lost within a day

Words may pass.
Time has no mercy upon truth.
Crushing all in its path.

Reason is lost here,
Leaving us alone with the questions.
This bizarre metaphoric game,
Unravels like some predestined curse.
Each player sees the charade.
A hapless parade of what must be.
But still we play.

So many lines,
Entangled amongst frantic visions
Cascade this horrific journey.

And where does this plane take us?
To escape?
To lose that which makes us?

Emotion never dies,
It only becomes distant with time.
Memories fade, onward towards bitter end.

My head it aches,
As yet another day unfolds.
Faces of anger,
Ironed into my skin.

And to pass away,
Knowing only silence.

6 -  The Order of Destiny 
Music/Lyrics: Gordon Bicknell/Greg Chandler

The walls ripple... Closing in...
Driven forth... Transcending streams of consciousness.

As reason oppresses instinct,
Departure draws near until end.
That first and only certainty

And cause, some random inheritor of our misguided designs.
Not adorned with,
Except for the few who dare to visit this place

Never to be staid in unquestioned days,
But to roam free,
Shattering the banal conclusion.

Difference brings disrepute.
An anarchic flood of rage

And fate may forsake.

For the journey twists as you had it planted,
The seeds of what is ought.
Misfortune lurking every crevice,
Of this crooked quest.

Paths of truth and life
Only what we may become.

7 -  Ignotum Per Ignotius 
Music/Lyrics: Mark BodossianMark Bodossian

Over whom does infinity hold sway?
All time has passed
No future awaits
Where there is no light
I shall remain
Never to diminish, nor comprehend
The one absolute

Within eternal twilight I exist
Excised from the stream of time and being
I wander
Answers I seek
To that which I cannot know

You need not fear now
For release shall be yours
Through golden fields you may walk
All knowledge flowing through you
Let your pain console
For escape is nigh
Your blood flows, your soul is released
Silentium est aureum

I have come to know all
Yet I know not this
As you die
My torment is complete
Horrific realisation
The demise of finality
Absolutions collapse