Beyond

by Arkhaeon

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    CD edition of the second album Beyond. Jewel Case

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    Beyond tape - special edition (limited to 33 copies)

    The special edition is a black tape and includes the tape, a card, a small human bone and is sealed with wax in an envelope. It is only available through the band.

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Cover © Angélique Boissière, Model: Hélène Lu

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released November 8, 2016

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Arkhaeon Switzerland

Arkhaeon transcends the darkness inside to gain a clear sight for the ultimate path. Monotonous and sacral music with a vision for more.
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Track Name: Beyond
"After all, we are nothing more or less than what we choose to reveal..."

To understand the fundamental contradictions of life we have to ask one question.
Which mask will we choose to suit our life?

In the woods of our mind - Find our beyond
In the core of our being - Find our beyond
In the desert of our soul - Find our beyond
In the corners of our existence - Find our beyond

Anachronistic archadversary
Tell me who I am
Tell me what is real
Tell me what I want to feel

Blindness seems to be man's fate, But how can we trust one denying us sight?
Should we follow speeches filled with forgotten words praising faceless illusions of almost extinct prophets?
Why are we walking into a false light that provides us nothing more than empty shells of a foreign divine essence?

Reach the sacred gates of reveries. Storm through walls of fate to see beyond constraint. Forget how to remember all memories. And remember how to invert the beauty of faith

One world just can't be enough. As one face can't hide the truth. The world became so bleak. We almost have forgotten. That we once indeed. Were allowed to speak

The ideal of self-reflection is a theoretic approach that won't ever find its proper adpotion, because humanity is not able to accept its insignificance and stupidity.

What happens if a repeated falsification of reality, becomes to be the real reality?

Controlled transformation of distortion gives power over a simple mind. But can we keep up with infinity and all the things that come beyond?

Peek into the sacred soul. Can you see his plans? Gaze into my thousand eyes. Can you see our future?
Omnipotent overall opposer. Tell me who I am. Tell me who I want to be. Tell me who I need to be. Find our beyond

Now looking back at once lived lives, experienced in a conscious state. Oh you fucking human worlds, I wish you decay and no escape.

You still think he brought the fire but is it really so? After all the burning angel relieved the gods so long ago.

Dreadful deadly dragon. Tell me who I am. Tell me what I see. Tell me what I need to hear

How absurd does it seem from here, seeing them travelling from hell to hell. Living in denial and constant fear, without knowing that they all already fell
Riding on the golden rays, immortal souls are revived from the sludge. To explore all the shining ways and drop the silent followers' pledge
All bitterness long passed away and moral restraints left behind. No emotions here to stray while thoughts can't be confined

GOD tell me who I am. Tell me how I can rear. Tell me what I need to bear
GOD tell me who I am. Tell me how I can cope. Tell me when I can cease to elope

Raucous rancid redeemer. Transform the world into a pyre
Let fiery hearts expire. And wildly dance with me, Nataraja
Vessel of vicious victory. Mother of divinity, ravage in lightning storms, lightning storms

Ferocious fatal fire breather. Allow us to see your hidden godly face
Lord of golden cosmic radiations. Open our earthly coffins and let us awake

GOD tell me who I am. GOD tell me what is real. GOD tell me what I want to feel

"The human body, is the best medium for realizing the truth.
This body is not merely a thing in the universe, it is an epitome of the universe,
a microcosm in relation to the macrocosm.
There is therefore nothing in the universe which is not there in the body of a man.
The human form is thus the abode of the truth of which the universe is the manifestation in infinte space and eternal time.
Instead of being lost in the vastness of the incomprehensible universe and groping in its unfathomable mystery,
we concentrate our attention on ourselves and to realize the truth hidden in this body with the clear conviction that the truth that is
realized within is the same truth that prevades and controls the whole universe."

"Bondage and liberation are both of her making. By her maya worldly people become entangeled in lust and greed, and again,
through her grace they attain their liberation. She is called the savior, and the remover of the bondage that binds one to the world"

Et hoc esse scientiam perfectam
Sine timore in tales obire operationes
Quas ne nominare quidem fas est
Omnes autem audient vocem eius
Omnes autem audient vocem eius
Omnes autem audient vocem eius

Lord of golden cosmic radiations. Open our earthly coffins and let the world shake
Drink the blood of the oceans until earth is dry. Behead your sons with your thousand tongues

Tell me who I am. Tell me who I am. Free us from what we are bound. Throw us into the deep profound

Swing the blade and unearth the grave. Split us from this hindering grace
Tell me what is real. Tell me what is real

Slide the scythe and cut the connection. Separate the chord without affection
Let us return to the roots of creation. And condemn us to eradication
Tell me who I am. Tell me who I am

Higher, dance with me
Higher, dance with me
Higher, dance with me
Higher, dance with me, Nataraja

Anachronistic archadversary, sire of fire
Herald of the end, all we ever admire
Turn the earth into your funeral pyre
And wildly dance with me, Nataraja

Higher, wildly dance with me, Nataraja. Higher, wildly dance with me, Nataraja. Higher, wildly dance with me, Nataraja