Lunacy and Clarity

by Condemned to Dream

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released March 16, 2019

Mark Coglan - guitars and vocals
Jonas Schütz - drums

Recorded at Eta Carinae Studios, Tucson Arizona.
Mixed and mastered at Icicle Studios, Drammen Norway.
All music and lyrics written by Mark Coglan

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Track Name: I Become
Eyes expose the soul
reflect the cold loss of control

These haunted eyes I see
reflected back they confront me with desperation.
Apprehension grips me, wraps me in an embrace I can't escape.
I barely have the strength to lift my eyes to the glass.
Searching I look for a clue that can tell me
What have I done?

Screams echo in me but I cannot pin point the source.
Their terror, their piercing horror.
My mind seeks answers but I am only finding pain.
The searing anguish of change as I become.

Shaken, I take another breath.
Another day but the same dread of what I have done.
Metamorphose grips, corrupts me in ways I don't understand.
I am horrified to see that my desires and my wants
are only a lust for the pain and the terror.
And this is wrong.

Screams echo in me but I cannot pin point the source.
Their terror, their piercing horror.
My mind seeks answers but I am only finding pain.
The searing anguish of change as I become.

Dark seeds form darker deeds.
Dreams fueled by diseased desires.
Pain is sacred. The darkness in the ever rotted core.

The feral rise, the primal abandon.
The carnal release of the beast in me as I become.

These haunting eyes I see
reflected back, they smile at me victoriously.
I revel in the vicious fantasies created in my mind.
It only serves to prime me for my time to rage.
Eager, I strain to find the control.
I can do what must be done.

Screams echo in me but I have now become the source.
I bring terror and piercing horror.
My mind seeks answers but I am only finding pain.
The exquisite anguish of change as I become.
Track Name: Before the Altar of Victims and Fools
I know what you are.
The eyes- they belie the disguise.
In silence the hunter stalks.

I've seen the monster inside.
The venom, the poison, manipulation:
The weapons you hide behind your smile.

Suffer the fools. They fall to your smile,
gladly becoming your prey.
To suffer the slings and the arrows gladly
just to stay in your circle of light.

The silk at your feet is just the trembling web as you feed.

I've seen the monster inside.
The venom, the poison, manipulation:
The weapons you hide behind your smile.

You take.

I've seen your sinister side.
I've felt your cold embrace.
I've watched you take without compunction, without pause.

I know you wouldn't earn it when it's easier to take.
And to watch the panicked realization would please you even more.

This is the way that you see that the world is yours
to play with and manipulate according to your wants.

You take. You watch them suffer.
You twist the truth to make it yours.

Desires attained, you're spinning your lies.
Another fool coming to pray.
Before the altar, the altar of victims
stand fools who serve as their own offerings.

The silk at your feet is just the trembling web as you feed.

I've seen the monster inside.
The venom, the poison, manipulation:
The weapons you hide behind your smile.

And now you pray before your god.
Track Name: The Rest of Me
The sky stretched before me as I died.
Endlessly.
The darkness beckoned. The stars themselves, they called
and sang the siren's song.

Calling, coaxing, caressing my mind.

When it was time to save myself I walked away.
Away from the siren, away from the darkness, away from myself.
Behind these walls I made.

Here lies the rest of me.
Torn and shattered and broken inside.
Here died the rest of me.
Forsaken and left with the damage inside of me.

Stained - again the pariah.
Scarred - buried deep inside.
Dead - though I walked away
leaving half of myself there to die.
Destroyed.

Cold inside, an empty cell that I use to hide away.

I've seen too much for my mind to rationalize.
Seeking refuge from the wars of life.

Desecrating to what's left of my mind.
The whole idea to hide away behind this wall.
Determination to see this wall come down
falters at the thought of exposing myself to all.

So fragile, the mind.
Exposing the dark thoughts and desires.
Ripped and torn.

Here lies the rest of me.
Torn and shattered and broken inside.
Here died the rest of me.
Forsaken and left with the damage inside of me.

When I stare at myself in the mirror
I see no pain.
A sense of the sadness, a dull resignation,
a knowledge of myself. Of what I left behind.

Here lies the rest of me.
Torn and shattered and broken inside.
Here died the rest of me.
Forsaken and left with the damage inside of me.
Track Name: The Yawning Depths Inside
Washed away by the roiling seas inside
I'm battered from these shores.
Submerged in black emerald cold -
Can I drown in my own mind?

The yawning depths below me are in reality
the yawning depths inside.

Pulled down, plunged into this shadowed world.
Silence suffocates the mind.
Tendrils of thought calm the urge to fight
as I slowly sink into the yawning depths inside.

Emptiness greets with predatory smiles
and silence waits for me and screams it's barren call.
Watching my thoughts roll ashore
where they wash right over me.

I marvel at the ease of it all.
To walk from shore and be carried away.

Pulled down, plunged into this shadowed world.
Silence suffocates the mind.
Tendrils of thought calm the urge to fight
as I slowly sink into the yawning depths inside.

I've been fighting a war
and it's taken everything I had just to remain.
But it seems I've been fighting needlessly
so I submit and float lazily,
approaching bliss.

A spark of panic is growing now
as I fight for air.
As I'm going under.

Pulled down, plunged into this shadowed world.
Silence suffocates the mind.
Tendrils of thought calm the urge to fight
as I slowly sink into the yawning depths inside.
Track Name: Unbeliever
Lay waste. Taste the suffering divine.
Destruction. The cleansing flames and smoke evoke the
raging hordes, the scarlet swords.
Calamity feeds the newborn soul and atrocity nurtures all.
It fosters raw hatred coiling tight,
erupting in a storm of righteous force and frenzied might.

Unbeliever, embrace the end.
End. Now here is where the talking ends.
Now here is where the talking ends.

Lash out, coax emerging flames to life.
The age is coming and the infestation's end is in sight.
Extinguishing the soulless horde.
The path of the true believer is shown
and it is paved with the blood and bones and tears.
The lost children led to flames.
Immolation - the dance of the flickering flames now fuels rebirth.

Unbeliever, embrace the flames.
End. Now here is where the talking ends.
Now here is where the talking ends.

Rebirth.
To find yourself searching, the flames will be your guide
to enlightenment. Entitlement is yours.
From the flames you will arise.

Tear down. Rip the offending from sight.
Corruption must be cut out. You must excise.
The taint of free thought must be purged.
Exorcise the demons of the self. Obliterate everything.
Leaving blind fervor, fevered right to reach out
and crush the unlearned souls, the stumbling blind.

Unbeliever, remove the stain.
End. Now here is where the talking ends.
Now here is where the talking ends.
Track Name: The King Becomes the Pawn
I can breathe.
I draw in life, I draw in existence.
I open my eyes.
Let the sights in. The world is unfolding.

Why was I summoned?
Why awakened?
Who dares to command me?
To awaken me?

I can feel the compulsion pushing me
to rage, to storm, to hate
and to lash out at those surrounding me.
The king becomes the pawn with his part to play.

Assassin. I'm made to be the sword's extension.
Time after time I've seen leaders topple and genocide.
The storm that darkens the sun darkens the sky.

Cloaked in atrocity
I let the stain spread out from inside me.
I'm the rot that follows the wound.

I can see the lands stretched out before me.
Disease and pain and hate,
I let them do most of the work for me.
And my bloody work is done.

Destruction. Obliterating the war machines.
Time after time I've seen
countless battles, millions die.
The smoke obscuring. Ashes falling from the sky.

I pour out my hate. I fan the flames.
The terror, the fear, the horror that bathes the victims
but destroys both sides makes them suffer.
That's the power that is mine to hold. To brandish.
To wield.

I can see.
I brought you flames. I brought you disease.
Resistance destroyed,
replaced by terror and a world that's burning.

The faces are changing,
the warlords different.
But their petty reasons and ambitions stay the same.

I can feel the weariness building.
To rest, to sleep, to dream
and to ready myself for the time
the king becomes the pawn once again.
Track Name: Survival
Paralyze me.
Strap me down so I can behave.
I must be calm.
No, you're right, I'd just scare all the others.

So you will tranquilize me.
I still have that look in my eye.
I must not fight.
I don't want to break these chains I wear.

I will stay strong.
I will survive.
I will bide my time, coiling tight and waiting to strike.
I will survive.

I race through the shadows,
silence broken only by my breathing.
Quiet footsteps lead me closer to the world
but bright lights, bright cries explode to mark my absence.
I fly away but I can't run forever. I've tried.

Immobilize me.
Hold me down so I can't escape.
I was so wrong.
I don't know how I could be that way.

So now you medicate me.
My dreams are only fantasies.
My thoughts are wrong,
but only if I let those thoughts be known.

I will stay strong.
I will survive.
I will bide my time, coiling tight and waiting to strike.
I will survive.
Track Name: I Close my Eyes
I can hear the silence
screaming its emptiness
and soundlessly pouring out its rage.
Rage at the sound.
Rage at the intrusion and violence.

At my feet lay the crumpled remains
of a life too soon taken.
What was her name and how did she end up here?
Her youth is frozen in time.

I raise my gaze to the sky, seeking answers.
But there are no truths to be found.
Resigned, I close my eyes.

The rain is starting to fall,
starting to wash it all away
where the signs just fade away.
Away from the sight.
Away from those probing eyes that question.

Will the end of her life be the same?
Forgotten and all washed away?
Who will mourn for her and who will forget her?
What right have they to take away?

I raise my gaze to the sky, seeking answers.
But there are no truths to be found.
Resigned, I close my eyes.

The sun retreats in twilight,
seeking to hide itself
away from the wrongs that taint its light.
Away from the stain,
Away from the contagion, the darkness.

As the light dims she slips from my sight.
Atrocity masked in shadow.
Was she a loved one?
Was she a problem whose worth was not enough to save?

I raise my gaze to the sky, seeking answers.
But there are no truths to be found.
Resigned, I close my eyes.

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