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Borknagar - Metal for the Masses, Volume 3 - Sealed Chamber of Electricity
Metal for the Masses, Volume 3
Disc 1
01. What Drives the Weak
02. All Against All
03. The Weapon They Fear
04. Medieval
05. Gone Forever
06. Lost to Apathy
07. Dead Eyes
08. The Strength of Misery
09. Outnumbering the Day
10. Hateful Nature
11. Mondo Medicale
12. Frozen
13. Sealed Chamber of Electricity
14. Spiraling Into Depression
15. Gloriana
16. Fly Away
17. Daylight Dancer
18. Pitch Black Emotions
19. Ocean Land (The Revelation)
20. The Book of Heavy Metal (March of the Metallians)
Disc 2
01. In Between the Sheets
02. 34 Months for Nothing
03. Can't Help You There
04. Two Worlds Apart
05. The Beloved and the Hatred
06. Touch of Red
07. Deathbox
08. Peace
09. Prophecy
10. War Is My Shepherd
11. Conquer All
12. Dying Divinity
13. Swarm of Terror
14. Hateful
15. Face Down
16. Carpe Diem
17. Carry Me Home
18. People Like Me
19. Do You Wanna
20. She Gets Away
("The human brain is a tyrannical despot" - Louis-Ferdinan Céline (1894-1961).)

From the lonely, grey bricks of inaccessible places to the
massive stones of a shared foundation.
From a Mental clarity of inverted liberation to the
intricate web
forming ever-changing mazes.
Numerically understanding east to west,
only to snap in a single contraction.
Failing to grasp what all should know best as a perfect
circle of interaction.

An electrical chamber of vast capacity,
storing the pieces gathered by senses,
pushing through filters to see if it cleanses anything
leaning on intricacy.

A matter of movements in a cul-de-sac.
A set of sealed chambers - no compromising.
Collecting raw data - defeat or attack.
Remembering, storing and schematising.

An electrical chamber of vast capacity,
storing the pieces gathered by senses,
forcing trough filters to see if it cleanses anything
leaning on vivacity.

The mind's electricity clearing the vanity,
grasping the world through keyholes of sanity.
Anything leaning on vivacity.
Numbness in speech - not in visualisation - forms
intricacy's silent coronation.

An electrical chamber of vast capacity,
storing the pieces gathered by senses,
opening filters so that nothing cleanses all that is leaning
on complexity.