Expanding Chaos (Proto​-​Termo7)

by Termodynamikens Sjunde Lag

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Ghostwood 08:49
Twenty six yards into the forest, Two men, White and Black, can see a hypnotic light They must go, but by curiosity or command? The light sings, like a hummingbird, Or a power station, or a tuning fork It doesn't matter, they find it beautiful When they reach the light They suddenly feel the ground disappear Everything looses it's shapes Then they find themselves in a strange hall Light flicker, strobe of strangeness Eye swaying on seasick cameraman Wild is the eyes of the lost men, In fright of slow-motion moaning, The chanting and the children's scream White looks up from hiding hands, A figure in robes stands pointing At a table strangely lit in smoke Black dances lying on the floor, He can see fairies dancing with him As tiny fire-flies above a fire The robe-clad ghost of don Giovanni Sits opposite to white at the table, Upon which a chess-board is placed White is black, so don Giovanni move first, Great force drives the tower into black flank As the machine gun fires shells at nothing Heavy machinery keep talking through The walls of the corridor were Black Is running through sounds of metal and chains When White falls to his knees and hide his face He begin to feel cold and start to shake A choir makes him look up at the altar and a cross He stares at nothing as he finds himself in the void: In fear he notices how empty and icy it is As the beholder spreads his wings and circle to heaven Black dreams on a white table as the owl watches from above it can see everything below All around is children playing strange little games One of them is abusing a roll of tape: Attaching Black's left hand to a star That has been drawn on his forehead Another child is drawing another star Just below the umbilical cord That's where the other hand is placed White appears to notice a opening in the game, He smiles madly, and move the queen into The ghosts battalion of carved bones Then the room is expanding, the table travels The beholder is circling from three back to twelve, Where we can see a beautiful girl in a forbidden pose As Black's eyes roll to place he is crouching Inside a small hole in the ground he's naked, He's cold and shaking around the hole is five cats From his pocket White takes a gun, caliber small, He caresses it gently, as if it was a part of him Then he points it at he girl and says: I'll come in your mouth Her head explode and there is a rain of blood The furious don Giovanni slams his fists to the table in anger Fury and screams and sirens and noise is hurting White's ears A light is descending in front of Black, who is back from the pit with a bowl of candy in his hands As bells begin to chime above, a voice is heard from the light "Your mind must go, or we can't tell you anything Right?" The voice is dry and dull like cardboard as it states: "Tell me if you think you are suitable for this message" "We are not evil, we are just of another kind Please forgive us if we are inconvenient Sorry if we are scary Friends?" White tries to grasp the robe, but strong hands gripe him Sharp knives burns his wrist full of magic signs: Aloha! Var hälsad! Greetings! This is number 234384 Then suddenly, by blast of blinding light Their stomachs turn as their balance goes wild The surrounding colonnades kindly keep them upright Slowly the sickness is fading, then they discover That the columns they leaned at, seem to be treas Twenty six yards away is their house With tears in their eyes They look at each other, silent What is there to say?
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The river is flowing downhill from me winding its way into the valley Summon the ghost of dramatic perception to write the redemptive song of enchantment Forever the flowers regenerate their roots building a complex communion below Descend to the dormant factory of life Ascend from the fiery vortex of the sun Limitless light scream of information whispering to the angels of perception The image of ten cats can be offensive tell the story of a thousand dreams Cease the search of inner sanctum abandon the survey of your lamentation Travel through the desert of the oceans and the sphinx will sing about the key Dance with the maiden of etheral laughter embrace the caressing touch of the bee In certain places milk and honey flows recive the eggs of enviromental needs Leprous children of a revolting christ sucks the worms from his rotting corpse Drained of free will they succumb to death they lay down and the master bite in blood The unborn child of seven forgotten creatures floats alone in a bottle of silverclouds He knows the secret I left in your hands the key to all things I have spoken of now
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The river is flowing downhill from me winding its way into the valley Summon the ghost of dramatic perception to write the redemptive song of enchantment Forever the flowers regenerate their roots building a complex communion below Descend to the dormant factory of life Ascend from the fiery vortex of the sun Limitless light scream of information whispering to the angels of perception The image of ten cats can be offensive tell the story of a thousand dreams Cease the search of inner sanctum abandon the survey of your lamentation Travel through the desert of the oceans and the sphinx will sing about the key Dance with the maiden of etheral laughter embrace the caressing touch of the bee In certain places milk and honey flows recive the eggs of enviromental needs Leprous children of a revolting christ sucks the worms from his rotting corpse Drained of free will they succumb to death they lay down and the master bite in blood The unborn child of seven forgotten creatures floats alone in a bottle of silverclouds He knows the secret I left in your hands the key to all things I have spoken of now
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Number Three 05:21
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This is very early recordings made by the band Expanding Chaos from which Termodynamikens Sjunde Lag later emerged. This is unfiltered and raw proto-termo7 published in the name of science for the benefit of future researchers in the field of thermodynamics.

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released December 15, 1996

Written & produced by Expanding Chaos (Anders Rudolfsson & Markus Widegren).

Engineered & mixed by Anders Rudolfsson at Mixtrofobi Inspelningsplatå, Östersund, Sweden, december 1996. Photos & design by Markus Widegren. Guest vocals on track 9 by Björn Rudolfsson.

Copyright Expanding Chaos 1996.

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Termodynamikens Sjunde Lag Sweden

Experimental, electrognostic ensemble of chaos.

Website: markuswidegren.se/termo7/

Current members: Markus Widegren, Anders Rudolfsson, Fred Andersson.

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