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The Ocean: "Heliocentric" – 2010

энциклопедия: The Ocean

Состав группы:

  • Loic Rossetti – вокал
  • Robin Staps – гитара
  • Jona Nido – гитара
  • Louis Jucker – бас
  • Luc Hess – ударные

The Ocean: "Heliocentric" – 2010

Композиции:

  1. Shamayim
  2. Firmament
  3. The First Commandment Of The Luminaries
  4. Ptolemy Was Wrong
  5. Metaphysics Of The Hangman
  6. Catharsis Of A Heretic
  7. Swallowed By The Earth
  8. Epiphany
  9. The Origin Of Species
  10. The Origin Of God

Лирика

1. Shamayim

(intro)

2. Firmament

And God said,
Let there be the lights
In the firmament of the heaven.

Let there be lights in heaven to divide the day from the night;
And let them be for signs, for seasons and for days, and years;
And let then be for lights in the firmament to give light upon the earth.

And it was so, and God made two great lights;
The greater light to rule the day,
And the lesser light to rule the night; the stars as well.
And God set them in the firmament to give light upon the earth,

And to rule over the day and over the night
And to divide the darkness from the light.

Let there be a firmament in the midst of the waters

And God said,
Let the waters bring forth, abundantly, the moving creature that hath life,
And foul that may fly above the earth in the open firmament of heaven.
...Or so do some people believe.

3. The First Commandment Of The Luminaries

The sun is a luminary whose egress
Is an opening of the sky
Which is found on the west
And in the east lies its ingress

The sun is rising through six openings
And there are six through with it sets.
The moon uses the same
And all the stars, they guide their way.

First there goes out the greatest light whose name is the sun.
It's round just like the roundness of the sky; filled with light.

The chariot in which it rises is driven by the blowing wind.
The great light sets in the west and returns by the Northeast.

In order to go to the east, it is guided so that it shall reach the eastern gate and shine in the black face of the sky.

4. Ptolemy Was Wrong

I can tell you what I've seen
I can no longer believe
I can't tell you how I feel
I do no longer believe

There's no ambiguity:
If Venus shows all phases like the moon
The earth must revolve 'round the sun
But no one will believe me:
It's like nothing
Like nothing I've seen was for real

But it's all real...
I no longer believe
But maybe I should keep this to myself
I raised my eyes up high toward the night sky
I've been searching for the eyes divine in countless nights
But I found the watchmaker was blind

5. Metaphysics Of The Hangman

On their long journey that leads them toward the light;
Winston Smith shall be their guide
They are trying so hard to believe that two and two makes five.

Reason won't concuss the irrevocable truth
And if there's contradiction:
Keep the faith, burn the proof

To protect ourselves from the superstitions of priests and moralists
And the trickery of evangelists;
Let us be done with the idea of moral law:

Where do your values come from?
From inside yourself?
Or from some self-appointed moral cognoscentes
Who disguised their own ideas
As universal concepts?

6. Catharsis Of A Heretic

I refuse to shroud my past
These walls in here allows no rest
Tomorrow morning I'll be dead
But this place will burn before the sun will drown in the ocean

And nothing will ever be the same again

Yes, you can put me to the test
Or you can cut my tongue at last
Ideas are wandering through my head
What if all that I never said were true?

And if everything that is happening were due?
If all these things that are happening were really due?

7. Swallowed By The Earth

Tonight the earth opened up and swallowed quite a lot of all the pretty things
That don't mean anything to me nor to you.

Nor to anyone who likes the feel
Of cold wind blowing from the sea
And dead leaves falling from the trees
Whirling through the air
Like rotten vessels on their way
To the ground

Warm rain kept pouring down
The streets submersed in rising water
And all the clouds were looking down
Upon the people seeking shelter

They are afraid of being carried far away
To some place where they feel they don't belong
But deep inside they feel that maybe any place,
No matter how far away,
Would be better than home.

And no one realized the Gods in Heaven
Were gibing all of them a reason to go
And no one expected the water
That now reached up to their throats

Swallowed by the earth
They disappear
And so do we all

8. Epiphany

I will pray to the Son
He was crucified for me
And I will prey to the Father
"You shall have no gods besides Me!"
I will prey to the Holy Trinity
And I will prey to the moon and the sun and the stars

I will prey to Saint Luke the writer of the Gospel
I will prey to Saint Paul and ask him to cure my affliction
I'll prey to Mary second only to the Lord
Will prey to the moon and the sun and the stars

One God, or three?
A strange epiphany

9. The Origin Of Species

Yes, it's quite hard to believe
That we all come from the same seed:
The scrub, the cockroach and the human being
It's hard to see how the perfection of complex organs was achieved without an engineer

But all you see is the human eye
On top of the mountain peak, so high
A steep wall of rock
Impossible to climb
Our imagination is left behind

But there is a gentle slope on the backside
And even worms have simple eyes
That help them distinguish darkness from light

Our brains are accustomed to the scope of a lifetime
We will never be able to see how the sluggish vessel of evolution
Is slowly creeping up the hill
Uphill

There's no other solution
There's no other solution
There's no alternative to the theory of evolution

10. The Origin Of God

A prime mover only shifts the problem
If every complex structure needs an architect;
Then this prime mover must be even more complex than anything he created

Who made your architect?
Who made your architect?
Where does he come from?
What is he made of?

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