Seekers

by Beyond Grace

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released July 7, 2017

All music by Beyond Grace

All lyrics by Andy Walmsley

Except “Apoptosis” which includes excerpts from
the novel “Annihilation” by Jeff VanderMeer

Vocals: Andy Walmsley
Guitar: Tim Yearsley
Bass: Andrew Workman
Drums: Ed Gorrod

Synth / Keys on “Seekers” by "Count" Seth Hecox
Solo on “The Etherealist” by Alistair Bell

Andrew Workman endorses Newtone Strings
and exclusively uses ACG basses.

Vocals recorded at Stuck On A Name Studios, Nottingham
Drums recorded by Philbraham Audio (Electric Bear Productions)

Mixed and mastered by James Stephenson (Stymphalian Productions)

Artwork and layout by Michael Cowell

Text from the novel “Annihilation” by Jeff VanderMeer
© 2014 VanderMeer Creative recorded by Beyond Grace
in “Apoptosis” with permission

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Track Name: Seekers
So it begins!

It begins with the breaking of silence
The doors of perception are flung open wide
From the depths to the farthest horizon
All men yearn to be enlightened

In the beginning there was the word
The breaker of bonds and the shaper of worlds
And those who wish to learn
The language of god must be willing to burn

To burn for their convictions, for what they believe
Willing to serve and to suffer for the answers they seek

But every answer breeds more questions
Such is our nature, the human condition
Driven by our need to know

Now at last the seal has been broken
Open the gates
For the hour has come to awaken
And embrace the age of reason

The time has come to cast off the chains
Of blind superstition that keep us enslaved
To sever the ties, that shackle our minds
Removing the scales that have covered our eyes

For knowledge can be power, to the one who understands
Power that must be earned with the strength of our own hands

Searching for a sense of purpose
Something to break, the silence inside us
Something that will redefine us

We are the seekers, the dreamers, heretics and unbelievers all
We are the ones who search for answers, we are the ones who seek the truth

Prophets and preachers, scholars and teachers, those who serve and those who suffer
In the name of something so much greater, will they be remembered?
Only time will tell

We are the seekers, the dreamers, heretics and unbelievers all
We are the ones who search for answers, we are the ones who seek the truth
Track Name: Oracle
Mark my words, heed this warning
I come with the darkest of tidings
For I have seen the storm that’s approaching
A vast and unrelenting tide

That will not be stopped and will not be denied
Such is the price of our hubris
Such is the cost of our arrogant pride

It’s time to pay the piper what he’s owed
It’s time to reap the harvest (we have sown)

So what are you willing to sacrifice?
What are you willing to offer for a glimpse of the future?

How could we predict our own demise?
Ignoring the oracle’s warning
An eye for an eye, has left us all blind…

Count your blessings, learn your lessons
For truth is a powerful weapon
Sharp enough to sever the ties of deception
And the tangled webs we weave

But none are as blind as those who will not see
And none are truly enslaved
As those who believe themselves free

Is it a blessing or is it a curse?
Seeing the shape of the future
And knowing it’s only getting worse

Dead men will tell no tales, to those who will not listen
So will you learn from their mistakes, or simply repeat them?

Forever repeating the same mistakes
Over and over and over again

So what are you willing to sacrifice?
What are you willing to offer for a glimpse of the future?

How could we predict our own demise?
Ignoring the oracle’s warning
An eye for an eye, has left us all blind
To the rising of the tide
Track Name: Altars (of Avarice)
We are the children of filth and corruption
A callous generation of killers and thieves
(We feed) upon the weak like vultures
Scavengers, and bottom feeders
Until we’ve picked the carcass down to the bone
Our covetous compulsions driven by dogma enthroned

And then we turn upon each other
Brother preying on his brother
Anything at all to feed our hunger
Until there’s nothing left but ashes in our mouths

Unrelenting appetites
Never truly satisfied

We are the sons of a decadent system
Rewarding our cruelty and petty ambition
(Devout) disciples of a ruthless creed
Praising ignorance and greed
That promises salvation only for the chosen few
But history is written by the victor, not the victim

So will this be our legacy?
A doctrine of divisive ideology
A gospel of hatred and rank hypocrisy
Our manifested destiny laid bare

By the sins of our fathers
Still we worship at their altars

Altars to our avarice, monuments to our excess

We asked that we could inherit the earth
Only to strip it of all that it’s worth

Babel towers, climbing higher, symbols of our stolen power

Altars to our avarice, monuments to our excess
Track Name: Demiurge
I am he who is called ‘I Am’, the architect and the maker
Mine is the guiding hand, I am my own creator

I need no myths or legends, to explain my presence on this earth
No promised hell or heaven, to justify my worth

This flesh that I now wear is nothing but a vessel
Serving to house the soul immortal

I am the demiurge, I dictate my own reality
And the only commandment that I keep, is a simple mantra…

I am not the prodigal son, nor my brother’s keeper
My work cannot be undone, I acknowledge no master

For I am no man’s servant, and no man’s slave
And I will suffer no man’s chains

These hands shall be my tools, with them I shall build
A world for me to rule and bend to my will

I am the demiurge, I dictate my own reality
And the only commandment that I keep, is a simple manta
I rule me

I rule me

I am the demiurge, I dictate my own reality
And the only commandment that I keep, is a simple manta
I rule me
Track Name: Apoptosis
Where lies the strangling fruit
That came from the hands of the sinner
I shall bring forth the seeds of the dead…

To share with the worms, who gather in the darkness that surrounds this world
And with the power of their lives they shape these words
Giving their voices to the formless and unheard
Speaking for the ones that never were

Now I am filled with light
Suffused with knowledge and a sense of hidden purpose
A burning brightness just beneath the surface

Apoptosis, the destruction of the self
The death of the ego, unconsciously compelled
To sacrifice and shed, the frailty of our flesh
Until the light is all that’s left

And all shall come to share this revelation, of the beauty in the desolation

But in the black waters, where the sun still shines at night
The fruit shall come ripe, in a darkness so golden
And as they blossom, all our sins will be forgiven
Forever washed away, by this beautiful decay

A malady of melody
Sings like fire through my burning veins
Pregnant with the promise of the coming change

Apoptosis, the destruction of the self
The death of the ego, unconsciously compelled
To sacrifice and shed, the frailty of our flesh
Until the light is all that’s left

All shall be granted their own illumination, in the glory of annihilation

I am the prophet of the plague
I am the herald of the passing of an age
Track Name: The Etherealist
Behold the face of the idolater, the nihilist philosopher
Unwilling and unable, to believe in anything
Beyond his own existence, no medium, no substance
That cannot be proven, by reason or logic alone

A man forever confined, within the maze of his mind
A labyrinth of lies, of his own design

So he refuses to accept, the illusions and the evidence
Of his senses, before his eyes, all delusions denied

The etherealist, so certain, that nothing else exists
And the mind is all that matters, for the mind is all there is

A man forever alone, beyond all flesh and bone
Where nothing is certain, and nothing can ever be known

The etherealist, so certain, that nothing else exists
And the mind is all that matters, for the mind is all there is

Behold the face of the anointed one, the king of nothingness undone
Unable to distinguish, what is fact from what is fiction
The fallen man, who cannot understand
Anything more than, I think therefore I am
Track Name: Black Math Ritual
Welcome to the information age, where silent war is waged
In preservation of a fragile equilibrium
Between opposing forces, the balance is maintained
In the face of contradiction, where the only constant is change

In fear and wonder, we measure and observe
The elegant mechanics of an ordered universe

Black math ritual
Now behold the grand conjuration
Calculating the impossible
To preserve the balance of this world

Witness now the price that must be paid, in defiance of decay
An endless struggle against the forces of disorder
We strive to compensate, the cost of human error
As we seek to isolate, the structure, of reality

In complex systems, where chaos seems to thrive
We perceive the pattern so invisible, to the naked eye

Black math ritual
Now behold the grand conjuration
Calculating the impossible
To preserve the balance…

We calculate and we connect
Our place in the pattern of cause and effect
Weaving our way through the intricate threads
Binding every choice to consequence

Black math ritual
Now behold the grand conjuration
Calculating the impossible
To preserve the balance of this world
Track Name: Acolytes
Transformation, transfiguration
To overcome the limitations of our own mortality
We must transcend biology

Cast off the shackles of your physical existence
(Deny) your slow senescence
(Reject) your inbuilt obsolescence

And so we give our lives in service, all to serve a greater purpose

Bow your head, and bend your knee
In the name of progress, all hail the endless process
Into the mouth, of the machine, we give our lives…

Symbiotic evolution
The exponential curve of adaptation
Becoming more than human

Transubstantiation of the flesh
Consuming life to conquer death

And so we give our lives in service, all to serve a greater purpose
We bow our heads in worship of our man-made god

Bow your head, and bend your knee
In the name of progress, all hail the endless process
Into the mouth, of the machine we give our lives
In service of the singularity

Bow your head
Bend your knee
And serve
Track Name: Omega Point
The grinding gears of gods dictate a perfect pattern
From which no hint of deviation is allowed
The turn of cosmic cogs, the spinning dance of atoms
Bite and bind in rhythm, to drive the system
Movements in the mechanism

Ascending to omega point, we reach towards perfection
And find that it is almost in our grasp

Now every form of life converges to the centre
Seeking communion with the primal source
Imposing shape and order, upon chaotic matter
Form adapts to function, though evolution
Life exists in constant motion

Ascending to omega point, we reach towards perfection
And find that it is almost in our grasp
Transcending this existence, we strive towards convergence
Becoming one, with the infinite at last

In the absence of balance, there can be no convergence

Behold the alpha, becoming omega

No beginning, no end, from alpha to omega
Out of nothing, we ascend, converging to the centre

I am the alpha

Ascending to omega point, we reach towards perfection
And find that it is almost in our grasp
Transcending this existence, we strive towards convergence
Becoming one, with the infinite at last

Omega point is almost in our grasp
Becoming one with the infinite at last