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Welcome!
It is here, we find
Toomin;
Soon to be the only surviving member of the Ketran species
We join him on the Equatorial High Crystal,
His home;
And here, we embark with him on his journey;
From Toomin, the brilliant loser, to the Ellimist:
A being of immense power, beyond the very reaches of space and time itself
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Alien Civilizations
04:46
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Break out the display
to reveal such a minimal change
will completely revolutionize their DNA
and alter the Pangabans.
Watch, as they become selected for size
color-vision and longer-range eyes
to compete with the Carnivore Eels
Fear, as I tear a rift in the atmosphere
revealing the stars of the sky
and new worlds to the Pangaban Eyes:
Watch, as the temporal field passes by
ten-thousand years in the blink of an eye
a swirling madness of change:
The Pangabans worship a god in the sky
and now predators stand where the others have died
the minimalistic decisions that alter the game
Evolution is coming, as I alter their world
and watch as they all die
(spoken)
the winning move, as always, had eluded me; while i focused on making the pangabans more adept to survive in their world, Inidar ensured that the gunja wave wouldn’t ever have enough, and would need to expand in order to survive; so that when they could see what was held on their small moon, they would wish only to consume
ALIEN CIVILIZA-TIONS!
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Toomin
02:06
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And sometimes, it’s hard, it’s hard to know your place in the world; it’s hard to find a place to fit in, where people will understand you, where you’re not an outcast; it’s not an easy thing, to feel alone all the time, outside of everyone else, like you don’t belong,
while you try to make your own path and do things in a way that makes sense to you; to lose over and over again, and watch others succeed; it’s a painful experience, to live in a world that doesn’t accept you; to exist in a universe that doesn’t understand
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The Brilliant Loser
03:44
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It is time, finally;
Time to be,
What I am meant to be;
Over and over,
Defeat is pervasive,
Its taste tinges everything that I become;
Yet still I feel its presence familiar, a comfort Endeavour; I know I belong:
I find myself sifting through confusion and a mind adrift at sea:
Azure-level seven-spar, down messenger 41; the name i pray, to cross across the net;
Silently i Listen, w/ promise and w/ dread a combination which I can’t deny,
Futility incarnate, yet I'm filled with no regrets, and
I find myself sifting through a nausea and a mind adrift at sea (why me?)
You’re smarter than the gamers who best you regularly,
You lose games for the sake of stubbornness;
You’re not playing to win,
You’re playing with altruism;
We have brilliant minds on this ship;
Scientists, analysts, communicators, physicists;
Yet I notice we’re missing something...a brilliant loser;
And that's what you’ll be,
Aboard the MCQ3; a brilliant loser;
Now...can you see me? Can I be who I am meant to be?
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Mones
03:54
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Menno's Hubris
05:39
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And I can’t think of any reason why I can’t change the world, and escape it;
And I still believe in anyone, and everyone, who can see the world as I can
They can’t see the full picture yet; they don’t know quite how much things will change; when I’m done here,
They will never understand; but then again, if i do it right, they wont ever have to;
Sometimes to fill the visions of progress...we require a leap, not a step; and who am I, to deny the science of it all?
If it can be done, well, why shouldn’t it?
FOREVER, they will revere what I’ve done;
Forever, they will remember my name;
I’ve created what they’ve only dreamed;
I’ve taken the inevitable and I've shown it to the world;
they will hallow the grounds of discovery; FOREVER!
And I can’t help but think, this shouldn’t wait anymore; I shouldn’t hold the future back; this vision is too important; and if I don’t do it, well, somebody else will.
Building a bridge between worlds where communication can happen at faster than light speed; well, it’ll change everything, and life, as we know, will never be what it was again
(and it’s done, we’ve achieved interstellar communication-patching through the crystalline lattice-with connectivity to z-space transponders-the sine waves appear to be going through, sir-I checked, it seems functional-it’s just a matter of time until someone can hear-we have confirmation of signal send, sir!-this is incredible! soon, the world can be connected instantaneously, with only a nanosecond delay at worst-sir, i believe we can punch through a signal-what should we send through first?-WHY DON’T WE SEND A FEED OF THE GAMES?
No!
How Could we have known?
The Messages that we’re sending; they don’t understand that they’re just games; they think that it’s real; That we’re destroying worlds for fun;
It appears they received the transmissions;
of the games we created of worlds filled with these murderous tyrants destroying all life in their path;
they believe us to be CREATORS OF CHAOS!
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Second Life
02:47
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Maximum Damage!
It was the end of Ket
The end of home;
we were left searching system by system;
for a new world;
a second life;
a second life;
a second chance;
a chance to start again...
we considered genetic modification, to change ourselves for the survival of our species,
or terraforming with what little we had left;
but 72 of us wasn’t enough, and with insurrection always at the back of everyone’s mind,
it was all we could do, to keep searching;
searching for a second life,
a second life;
second chance,
a chance to start again;
a second life
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Deep Worms
04:03
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All alone in this empire,
sprawled out for ten thousand miles;
when they arrive, they become mine,
yet here I remain, all alone;
many years, I’ve waited here;
grown, in every way:
yet, in the depths of abyss,
I feel I’ve grown insane;
Only the dead to amuse me...only the dead to confide;
Only the dead, for ten-billion years,
and slowly enough, it all becomes the same;
And this world is my graveyard;
dead to all, not to I...
when I desire, it becomes alive;
when I desire...it dies
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The Blue Moon
05:01
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Father
05:15
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Father Lyrics:
Father is all!
forced to fight, eternally ‘gainst a Menno from my memories
A living corpse, never decaying
The endless maw
forever tethered to the tendrils of the memory
Father is all
It’s been lonely, with only the dead to keep me company
What is it that you want?
You’re a gamer, are you not?
Well, I simply wish to play a game...Shall we immerse?
On the other side
Clinging to a miscue
only from me can demise come slowly into view
I must set them free!
The Unemites are the key
And the end to this eternal misery
I MUST END IT
Step into my lair, said the Dreth to the Chorkant
You’ve given me the tools I need to lead you to oblivion
Step into my lair said the Dreth to the Chorkant
You’ve given me the tools I need to lead you to the end
Over and over I best you, and
Over and Over, I’m left to rot
Over and Over, I’m left in a field of death I cannot escape from
Ov-er and ov-er and ov-er, and ov-er and ov-er and ov-er and
The game is all
forced to fight, eternally ‘gainst a Menno from my memories
A living corpse never decaying
The endless maw
Forever tethered to the tendrils of the memories
Father is all
How long until you realize?
How long until you see that I’ve won...shall we immerse?
ON THE OTHER SIDE
In the end, you are nothing
A parasitic hAive-mind
Of planeAtary scale
A being without meaning
And in the end I am becoming
All that you once were and more
A billion minds in one;
I have become the multitude!
The tendrils had penetrated deep, and when I finally freed myself, it nearly killed me
As I surfaced, every mind that I had acquired from father cried out in a thousand languages at once
I was overwhelmed, and in the end, Menno was right after all
I had to adapt, or die
Ov-er and ov-er and ov-er, and ov-er and ov-er and ov-er, EYUH!
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Ellimist
04:31
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All I am is wondering
I’m searching my soul for something that isn’t real
I’m alone, in every way
Still, I’m
Singing a song for someone that’s just not real
And I find my arc is finally closed
And I feel myself, floating, above and below
Only a loser can understand
Only a loser can truly know
Only a loser can understand
Only a loser can truly know
MY WINGS ARE ENGINE MY FLESH IS STEEL
MY HEART IS IRON
MY MIND IS STILL
Sensors are my senses
And yet, I’ve still to feel I am immense, I have become Beyond destruction
So far beyond
I offer salvation to those who may seek reprieve
OH, fear not this
God who seeks peace in all the world
I’ve come to put an end to your suffering
Bite not the
hand that feeds
world upon world
I put an end to all suffering
And so it was that the Ellimist brought peace to every world it visited
And a prosperity filled the galaxy as it never had before
Those that dared to oppose were left to their own devices
Which more often than not, ended in extinction
ELLIMIST YOU FOOL
DID YOU TRULY THINK YOU WERE ALONE?
I’VE COME TO PLAY A GAME
THE GAME OF GENOCIDE
-END TRANSMISSION-
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Crayak
06:14
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Who are you?
-A gamer, like you, but with a different philosophy; This galaxy teems with life, thanks to your meddling, and I will have to cleanse it, just as I did the last;
A rival, for the meddler, seeks
denial; flesh and blood serve the beast;
Aspire to abandon defeat,
in fire, ash and tongue in one’s cheek
Baptizing worlds in the sins of their fathers,
Binging on the bodies of a million dead worlds
Sheep to the slaughter!
Game after game you lose;
The galaxy grows emptier and emptier by the minute, Ellimist
shall we move on to the next system?
IN THE DEPTHS OF DESPAIR,
I SEEK OUT A SOLUTION,
TO BREAK FREE FROM THIS CYCLIC, VILE EXURSION;
Ire, this unequivocal destruction;
cast into shadow, the light of doubt;
I have broken, I am opened, I have broken the seal of almighty
IN THE DEPTHS OF DESPAIR,
I SEEK OUT A SOLUTION
TO BREAK FROM FROM THIS CYCLIC, VILE EXURSION
I am denied the break of light unto the dawn
I’m justified to run alive, from what’s ahead of me
Murder; mur-der, MUR-DER!
A rival, still the meddler seeks
denial, flesh and blood serve the beast;
Aspire to abandon defeat;
In fire, flesh and blood in one’s cheek
In the DEPTHS OF DESPAIR,
I SEEK OUT A SOLUTION,
TO BREAK FREE FROM THIS PSYCHO, VILE EXURSION!
It cant be, he’s winning; DRIVE HIM; DRIVE HIM INTO THE SINGULARITY!
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The Final Game
03:21
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And yet still, the Ellimist lived; from the depths of the singularity, his very essence had become intertwined with the universe itself;
And as he had lived, the Ellimist knew that Crayak would soon follow him, to even this ethereal plane;
The Ellimist and Crayak’s game continues waging a war across the very fabric of reality; a never-ending game, drawn out over countless eons, where entire galaxies are merely pawns; millions of years have passed and the game continues to this very day, with each life’s timeline contributing to the contest of the Ellimist and Crayak; between LIFE, and DESTRUCTION
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Ellimist Connecticut
WE ARE ELLIMIST. We bring you the tales from beyond the reach of space and time. Songs of discovery, exploration, eternity,
and nothingness. We invite you to join us on this journey, wherever it at lead
Anthony Lewis: Guitarist/Vocalist/Arrangements
Justyn Fogarty: Bassist
Ben Paden: Percussionist
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