The 26 Letters of Your Universe
by The Neologist
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Digital Album
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Event Horizon
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3.0
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The White One
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Number 55
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Cyclical Timing
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The Infinity of Thought
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Dead Winter Inside
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Zombiatic Nerve
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about
debut album
credits
released 31 December 2009
James Lewis, Devin Walsh
James Lewis, Devin Walsh
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Some rights reserved. Please refer to individual track pages for license info.
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The Neologist is a musical endeavor created by James Lewis and Devin Walsh in 2009. Our mission is simple: to create and play the music we are fans of and what we want to hear for ourselves. As a two-man band we are able to make decisions in 2.3 seconds, have full creative control, and basically do what we want. We do everything ourselves from the music, lyrics, artwork, videos, recording, etc ... more
discography
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Dec 2012
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Sep 2012 -
Jan 2012 -
May 2011 -
Dec 2009
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- Track Name: Event Horizon
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On the edge of existence
Time stands still
Life and death are one and the same
Here we are free
I can be without shame
Here on the event horizon
The grasp of humanity extinct
Thoughts of good and evil
No one can shun
The atomic clock stands still
Particles of essence are lost in the chaos
Every form left in its pure
Reality ceases to be real
The existence of its nature
Called into question
Denied and accepted
By all the heathens
This is meant to be
Here on the event horizon
The grasp of humanity extinct
Thoughts of good and evil
No one can shun
The atomic clock stands still
Particles of essence are lost in the chaos
Every form left in its pure
Reality ceases to be real
Every form left in its pure
Reality ceases to be real - Track Name: 3.0
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I am the final straw
Repair the broken
Revive the dead
Breathe new life again
All hope is lost
From the darkness I come
To save the frozen in frost
A savior to forgotten
A juggernaut we are
Take heed and prepare for
The future unwritten pages
Soon to be filled
Shackles and chains
Devices of man
I tear them down
I tear them down
Breaking the bonds
And seal the cracks
A well oiled machine
Set forth this last way
Heads have turned
And eyes have closed
Reveal the light to all once more
The succession of the unsuccessful
A new face
Amidst a million
Into this broken machine
A juggernaut we are
Take heed and prepare for
The future unwritten pages
Soon to be filled
Shackles and chains
Devices of man
I tear them down
I tear them down
Breaking the bonds
And seal the cracks
A well oiled machine
Set forth this last way
The last in line of broken kings
I command the loyal
Convert the weak
To success or failure endure the perils
And reap the rewards I am the number 3 point 0
Here and now this story ends
Rewrite the past the future defends
Defends - Track Name: The White One
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Trapped in this cage
With myself
The same black bars
Fill me full of rage
(From an unspeakable past, I grace your life)
Close your eyes
Rest your mind
I am the white one
I’ll speak
I’ll scream
I’ll keep you awake
I am the white one
I’ll torture
I’ll make you hear my pain
Losing my mind
I repeat after you
From my pain
You pull your pleasure
Keep your distance
Save yourself
One more step
And I’ll rip into you
(There are only a few who are on my side, for all the rest)
Close your eyes
Rest your mind
I am the white one
I’ll speak
I’ll scream
I’ll keep you awake
I am the white one
I’ll torture
I’ll make you hear my pain
Close your eyes
Rest your mind
I am the white one
I’ll speak
I’ll scream
I’ll keep you awake
I am the white one
I’ll torture
I’ll make you hear my pain - Track Name: A Dress Rehearsal For A Funeral
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Put it all aside
Step to the edge
Take a look for what’s to come
Never turn and question
What’s done is done
Your time will come
And mine will too
Across the black cloud
Through the mist of mystery
There will be another day
Been here a thousand times
Mourning the unknown
Revering what we have made
What good is a name on a stone
A lifetime of preparation
A deathtime of contemplation
One day will come for our own
Dress rehearsal for a funeral
If only the dead could speak
If only we could enter their world
Wasted time and forgotten years
Would become so relevant
Mentally preparing
Physically practicing
The unassuming are caught in the whirlwind
We know what to do
It’s just another day
Been here a thousand times
Mourning the unknown
Revering what we have made
What good is a name on a stone
A lifetime of preparation
A deathtime of contemplation
One day will come for our own
Dress rehearsal for a funeral - Track Name: Number 55
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Fear me
Or hate me
Love me or save me
It doesn’t make a difference
I’m here for one until it’s done
One mind
One path
Ticking like the mechanical
Until it’s done
Place your head upon my anvil
Put your life into my hands
You have no choice
Take it now
Fear me not I am the number 5(5)
Place your head upon my anvil
Put your life into my hands
Fear me not I am the number 55
Fear me not for I am the number
Hear me loud for I am the number 55
Etched into the sands of time
Burned upon the face of the dying
I have my place within the book
A Manson
A Bundy
A Dahmer
Place your head upon my anvil
Put your life into my hands
You have no choice
Take it now
Fear me not I am the number 5(5)
Place your head upon my anvil
Put your life into my hands
Fear me not I am the number 55
Fear me not for I am the number
Hear me loud for I am the number 55
Smell my hate for I am the number
Taste my pain for I am the number 55 - Track Name: Cyclical Timing
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Like the clouds overhead
Like the earth beneath
Under every ocean
In between our minds
Tick Tick Tick
Goes the hands of time
Senseless worries
Based on a short window of time
The truth could not be further
Cyclical timing
Entriclical priming
As sure as the earth is round
All answers can be found
Cyclical timing
Hytrical priming
The evidence is scattered
Cyclical timing
Hytrical priming
Our thoughts are polluted and battered
Like the winds from the North
Like the call of the wild
Above every tree
Outside every soul
Repetition leads us to assure
The will for change desired
Can not change the powerful
All have known yet still they doubt
Cyclical timing
Entriclical priming
As sure as the earth is round
All answers can be found
Cyclical timing
Hytrical priming
The evidence is scattered
Cyclical timing
Hytrical priming
Our thoughts are polluted and battered - Track Name: A Place Where The Dead Don't Bother Me
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Breaking with every breath I take
It’s just another death
That I create
Left alone
This tranquil place of the dead
High above the rest
Close out the world
And open up my mind
Sleeping til they never wake
Sleeping til they awake
Engulfed by the clouds
The stones are how I find my way
Keeping to themselves
I visit the long forgotten
And lose myself
Breaking with every breath I take
It’s just another death
That I create
Left alone
This tranquil place of the dead
A door from our world
Rests on the edge of the unknown
Not caring to know
Not caring to know
Just trying not to feel
I will join the ranks
Follow step by step by step by step
We march
Like the lemmings to where
We bother no more
And lose ourselves
Breaking with every breath I take
It’s just another death
That I create
Left alone
This tranquil place - Track Name: The Infinity of Thought
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The mind a machine
Born with error
With the cosmic waves pulling apart
The fabric of our time
So many streams of light
Piercing through the unknown
So many reasons why
Only one path is followed
We are nothing
Without the chaos inside
Pulling us to our destiny
We are
Discordant free minds
Tracing the future
The parallel hangs in our thoughts
And still we wonder
So many streams of light
Piercing through the unknown
So many reasons why
Only one path is followed
We are nothing
Without the chaos inside
Pulling us to our destiny
We are nothing
Without this energy
Controlling us from beyond our thoughts
Divert from reality
Step into what could be
With no such recourse
I fall into the infinity of thought
So many stream of light
Piercing through the unknown
So many reasons why
Only one path is followed
We are nothing
Without the chaos inside
Pulling us to our destiny
We are nothing
Without this energy
Controlling us from beyond our thoughts - Track Name: Dead Winter Inside
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I come apart
I unravel
Unless there is a plan for me
Step by step
Won’t you grab my broken hand
Guide me through this misery
These forsaken lands
Uninhabited remains
They ache for the simple breathe of life
A lifeless light
Seen only by the blind
Attracting not even a firefly
Left alone
You are gone forever
I envy you until we meet again
Bear this storm of the never
These forsaken lands
Uninhabited remains
They ache for the simple breathe of life
A lifeless light
Seen only by the blind
Attracting not even a firefly
The fruit of no tree
Will endure the harsh landscape
Of my inside
In this paradigm we weave
Not even the apple of Eve
Even the apple of Eve
You have come face to face
With the inevitable and won
You were spared my own poison
Inside nothing can survive
These forsaken lands
Uninhabited remains
They ache for the simple breathe of life
A lifeless light
Seen only by the blind
Attracting not even a firefly - Track Name: Zombiatic Nerve
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We come from the never
Exist til the ever
A vampire of lust
To the end of endless time
Mindless self indulgence
Endulge in your fate
From you are we are born
March within our ranks
To the sound of your pounding heart
Your pounding heart
Fear is in your eyes
Sever the zombiatic nerve
Dead beating in our hearts
We thirst for your demise
Day turns to night
Night turns to day
We hunt all life long
Ages of past
A birth out of the shadows
Amongst the living we die
Collapsing under pressure
Overcrowd the empty mind
Walk like the invisible
The invisible
Fear is in your eyes
Sever the zombiatic nerve
Dead beating in our hearts
We thirst for your demise
Come out and find us
Come out kill us
We are right behind you
We live inside you
Fear is in your eyes
Sever the zombiatic nerve
Dead beating in our hearts
We thirst for your demise
