Panopticon (2016)
TRACK LIST:
- Anathema
(lyrics)
- Blind Eyes
(lyrics)
- Burst
(lyrics)
- Remember Me
(lyrics)
- Panopticon
(lyrics)
- Demon
(lyrics)
- Hivemind
(lyrics)
- Full Scale War
(lyrics)
- Sum Of All Gears
(lyrics)
- Radio Silence (instrumental)
- Burst (Riot Kitten Remix)
- Hivemind (Hexadiode Remix)
INFO + CREDITS:
- Label: Insane Records.
- Release date: December 16, 2016.
- Programming/Music: Mika Mikkola.
- Vocals: Janne Vilen.
- Lyrics: Petri Kiukkonen, Tuukka Kuusisto, Jari Järvi.
- Graphic design: Petri Kiukkonen.
- Recorded and mixed by Syncfactory.
- Mastered by Sleetgrout Studio.
- Thank you all who contributed to this project!
PURCHASE:
Available in digital and CD formats. Physical release features Pit Art technology, Matte 6-panel Digipak, Matte double-layer Slipcase, and 12 Page booklet, and is limited to 300 copies.
Rhymes In Minor (2010)
TRACK LIST:
- Rhymes in Minor
(lyrics)
- Police States
(lyrics)
- Rosie
(lyrics)
- White Lines
(lyrics)
- Signs
(lyrics)
- Punk Rock Song
- Ecclesiastes
(lyrics)
- Nightswimming
(lyrics)
- Boil
(lyrics)
- Astronaut
- Jean Sans Terre
(lyrics)
- Desolate
(lyrics)
- Were Wolf
CREDITS:
- Music & Vocals: Syncfactory
- Lyrics: Petri Kiukkonen
- Artwork: mfgprojects
- Mixed & Mastered: Syncfactory & Janne Ö.
- Thank you all who contributed to this project!
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Rhymes in Minor
(Petri Kiukkonen)
How can you be a romantic
In a world full of whores
Seven deadly sins galore
This is a dimwits' picnic
He's a swine, she adores
These are rhymes in minor
And these rhymes are mine
They'll make the sun shine
Even through a rhino
If their paths intertwine
I fell from Jacob's ladder
A thought a day keeps god at bay
Truth may sell but does not pay
For sale: brains and bladder
They keep me awake
© Syncfactory
Police States
(Petri Kiukkonen)
Joel T shared songs to friends
now he faces thousandfold amends
corporation lost a latent dime
it was the most serious crime
Joseph C used AIG
to rip off the entire globe
Joseph C remains rich and free
while millions lost their job
Drasius K has baby daughter
whom the system failed to protect
so he looked up two suspects
and he shot both them dead
if politics and corruption
leaves no other option
it's a sad state of affairs
I do hope someone cares
Amadou D reached for wallet
four officers went ballistic
41 rounds made sure his ID
never threatened the land of the free
Radovan K mocked retribution
when allowed to boycott prosecution
justice fails with grievous things
genocides and ethnic cleansings
You have the right to remain silent —
Everything you don't say
will be used against you
© Syncfactory
Rosie
(Petri Kiukkonen)
Rosie saw her love
cut in half by a train
she mouthed a scream
that never left her brain
Her parents recognized
the daemons within
the public pitied them
as she was sent to a bin
Shock therapy miscarried
pain remained undesecrated
Rosie pled with her nails
she was not to be sedated
So they restrained her arms
muffled her sounds
and buried a number
in hospital grounds
© Syncfactory
White Lines
(Petri Kiukkonen)
Things that take some people high
jet plane in the morning sky
pale powder from a mirror shrine
whipped cream on an apple pie
white lines
Things that make you wonder why
march of dupes with racist signs
remains in camps of genocide
straitjacket sleeves tied real tight
white lines
Things reminding us we die
chalk marks at a scene of crime
10 000 crosses in Lorraine
twisted scar from neck to thigh
white lines
© Syncfactory
Signs
(Petri Kiukkonen)
We saw a cloud in the sky
the shape of a human brain
she asked me what does that mean
I said that soon it will rain
We saw news from California
all covered in frost in June
she asked me what will follow
I guessed a shortage of plumes
we saw no sun in the morning
I asked what she made of it
she said darling we're so dead
yet omnia mutantur, nihil interit
© Syncfactory
Ecclesiastes
(Petri Kiukkonen)
Running as fast as I can
to stay where I am now
the distance to here
keeps growing somehow
truly that which is done
is what shall be done
there are no new things
under this second-hand sun
it is hard to find hope
any salvation or meaning
that we will perish remains
the one certain thing
so what shall you choose
casual sex or love to be lost
will you gift death new blood
if you find a fitting host
maybe you settle on ignorance
maybe you live in denial
perhaps you need a little help
aim for casket with a vial
maybe you choose not to believe
these words I voice to you
well mayhap I'm a liar
or perchance you be a fool
© Syncfactory
Nightswimming
(Petri Kiukkonen)
my skin has not
taken a paler hue
I just wore so thin
my bones shine through
you were the one
how empyreal you are
you were my sun
a dead distant star
as white as the night
sparkling like tar
soft touch of an elbow
sound of a breaking guitar
I did not drown
but I got the bends
company turned to a crowd
all is well that ends
© Syncfactory
Boil
(Petri Kiukkonen)
I'm sick of relations
self-centered pigs
I'm sick of people
vapid turgid pigs
I'm sick of shuffling
I'm sick of blurting
I'm sick of shunning
I'm sick of flirting
I'm sick of lacking
I'm sick of asking
I'm sick of haggling
I'm sick of having
compromise
I'm sick of staying
I'm sick of leaving
I'm sick of planning
I'm sick of breeding
I'm sick of exposing
I'm sick of lying
I'm sick of prosing
I'm sick of rhyming
I'm sick of you
and I'm sick of me
in this abject life
I am a charity
© Syncfactory
Jean Sans Terre
(Petri Kiukkonen)
Meet a king of nothing
the prince of everything
liege of dust and akin
a patron saint of sin
A brotherly backstabber
considerate money-grabber
a pious church-closer
munificent bulldozer
A meddlesome land-loser
despicable side chooser
a fool in the making
fairytale bad king
An unnecessary evil
propagation overkill
soft-sworded warrior
a perennial failure
© Syncfactory
Desolate
(Petri Kiukkonen)
I stalk the desert
it's all that is left
the great outdoors
have become bereft
The world lies dying
trembling around me
a chasm rips open
Earth's self-autopsy
grey of decay and dust
the only color in sight
the worm has conquered
but I'll put up a fight
I catch a lizard
with too many tails
collect wood debris
die another day
© Syncfactory
Anathema
(Petri Kiukkonen)
traumatized sympathy
sad unwanted serenity
welcome, well so what would it be
bullet, the world or a cup of tea?
unprovoked stupidity
confronted lacking ability
guilt will not wear off easily
maybe I've become obsolete
saying fuck ain't anarchy
sound of one clapping tree
some choose to be a tragedy
just between us, I would choose me
© Syncfactory
Blind Eyes
(Tuukka Kuusisto)
We see thru blind eyes
We eat their lies
We see thru blind eyes
we feel their minds
WE WILL DIE
WE WILL FLY
WE WILL EAT OUR HEART OUT
WE WILL DIE
We see thru blind eyes
we HATE THEIR LIES
we see thru blind eyes
we BREAK THEIR MINDS
WE WILL DIE
WE WILL FLY
WE WILL EAT OUR HEART OUT
WE WILL DIE
© Syncfactory
Burst
(Petri Kiukkonen)
Don't come close
I've got corruptive touch
Don't get involved
Keep distance, just watch
I need you like a bullet to my head
That's when I'm truly low
I need you like we need our dead
To let my weakness show
Skinned myself alive
I started from a scratch
Got all the time in the world
And guilt to match
I need you like a bullet to my head
That's when I'm truly low
I need you like we need our dead
To let my defences go
© Syncfactory
Remember Me
(Jari Järvi)
Remember me when you open your veins
Claustrophobic, nothing to gain
Like a bloody garment, a killed deed
Loser is falling from its grace
Social death is a new flavour
Bitching is over, you are gone
I fell for a decadent dream
Gone too far to redeem
Who the fuck you are looking at?
Are you looking at me?
A Plague of demented mind
Suicide is more than kind
It's absolute self-preservation
Agony as it's own fashion
Be your kindred sacrifice
Living in the world of lies
Fake your feelings and go away
Prepare for the yesterday
© Syncfactory
Panopticon
(Petri Kiukkonen)
To ensure prosperity
we moderate privacy.
Everyone must be observed –
only crooks should feel concerned.
Freedom is a fallacy.
Panopticon!
Panopticon!
Gladly purchased telescreens,
GPS, CCTV
with facial recognition,
and PRISM – online salvation,
credit cards, RFID —
Panopticon!
Panopticon!
But we can't be satisfied
until every eye is wired;
'til all the larks in the parks,
flies and spiders, great white sharks
report all that has transpired.
Panopticon!
Panopticon!
© Syncfactory
Demon
(Petri Kiukkonen)
I don't know what you want from me
but I want you to taste me
I don't know how I make you feel
but I want you to feel me
I am your
demon
I am your
nightmare
I am evil
I am sin, chthonic
Now it's time to tell
are you going to heaven
or hell
Now it's time to tell
are you going to heaven
or hell
© Syncfactory
Hivemind
(Tuukka Kuusisto)
Walking down the street in a big grey mass
All are the same, no one has any class
Working nine to five on a job they hate
Look at them, do you want this as your fate?
What is it that you aim to gain?
You hate your life, it's all in vain
Act on, suit on you'll never fly
All the way to the day when you die!
So do not conform
To an age old norm
That is the hivemind
That is the HIVEMIND!
a dead end
dead end
you will find
a dead end
you will find
So do not conform
To an age old norm
That is the hivemind
That is the HIVEMIND!
a dead end
dead end
you will find
a dead end
you will find
© Syncfactory
Full Scale War
(Petri Kiukkonen)
It's easy to imagine
How at this very moment
When the birds start singing
A human being gets killed
In full scale war
Lethal gunshot wounds
From a dozen bullet hits
Maybe shredded by fragments
Blown to tiny bits
Air turns into a knife
And tears through raw meat
Penetrates one's eyes
It's another brave deed
Campaigns, conflicts,
Revolts, risings –
Talheim Death Pit
Local strifes
Full scale war
...slings, spears
knives, swords
mortars, rifles
launchers, missiles...
© Syncfactory
Sum Of All Gears
(Petri Kiukkonen)
I'm the long hand that's grasping
I am the eye turning blind
I'm the peace everlasting
I am your wish to unwind
I am a perfect machine
I am the sum of all gears
I am weak, shallow, mean
I am the future that nears
I am a shadow that falls
I am hunger that engulfs
I am duty that uncalls
I am startling results
© Syncfactory
