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Voivod - Nothingface
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(c) 1989 Willesden Music Inc. (BMI),
Except "Astronomy Domine" West Minster Music Ltd. (ASCAP)



..... The Unknown Knows .....
On this train
Will it always rain?
Try to analyse,
This led venture
Songless sky, digital bug-eye
Octagonal seams so much clearer
Indiscrete, status incomplete
To provide me with
Something better
Things come and go
This world is droll
All that I know
The unknown knows
Talk to me you flying shadows
Wandering into the ozone stew
Keep your myths from the embryos
Who would misconstrue
Anything new
An outright, official fiasco
Can you shield me
From the drastic truth
Times come and go
How dull the flow
All that I hope
The unknown knows
May some sign come to me
That I'm in their league
Back down to reality
Look about, response is wanting
Events are carefully on display
Common sense, a gift, is given
But mystic mistakes are never made
Suspecting premature day dreams
I surrender to ritual grey
I come and go
Endless approach
I must be close
The unknown knows
Why all this commotion, now?
Stop ... wait
I wish I knew the one who knows
Yesterday will come
With tomorrow's sun
And merry-go-round
Stuck and muddy ground
Nineteen yelping fools
Half-wits spouting drool
Half of which have some
The others have none
I knew all along .....


..... Nothingface ......
May I?... May I?...
Valves plugs pump to erase
Rictus from my face
Lapse of time
Synchro freeze
Loop rewind
Forward speed
Will to walk
Crossed out feet
Fingers fall
Far from reach
Mind to talk
Still words bleed
Optic box
Melted through
Sonic shock
Silent clue
Drop by drop
Drain-out tube
I hope, I need
I want to dream
Cold choke choke cold
I float unseen
Outside the screen
Cold choke choke cold
A wish extreme
Against the stream


.... Astronomy Domine*.....
Lime and limpid green
The second scene
The fights between
The blue you once knew.
Floating down
The sound resounds
Around the icy
Water underground
Jupiter and Saturn
Oberon there on the run
Titania, Neptune, Titan
Stars get frighten
Winding signs flap
Flicker flicker flicker flam
Pow! Stairways scared
And death rules there
Blindman limpid
Green the sound
Surrounds the icy water on the,
Lime and limpid green the sound,
Surrounds the icy
Waters underground.


... Missing Sequences ....
Sleeping sky
Winding walk
Breezing by
Ravaged rock
Swarming locust-land
Spiders spinning sand
Grubbing enterprise
No time to reply
Down, down,
Far underground
Prime spot
Sound, sound,
Ten thousand mounds
Lime-stock
Stupendous flaking fume
Tremendous dancing doom
Smoke stack spill
Momentous reeking ooze
Enormous creaking crew
Vapour-ville
Neuro-link dementia
Limbo-Inc. amnesia
I did, I didn't know
I think, I should go, go!
Post-calamity
Big atrophy
Boxite double-bind
Forgetful re-try
Aphasic clouded cult
Synaptic planet pulse
Lost engram
Elusive mythic doubt
Reactive spastic pause
Dis-programmed
Which was what
Who knows when
Where was that?
Way back then
Do I know how
Where to go now
Mother lode out.


..... X-Ray Mirror .....
Tunnel seems so long
Touching the bottom
A glim reflexion
Punctured my vision
I didn't notice
Beside the last door
Standing on nothing
There was a mirror
Even inside...scrutinized
I am, he is, the face I hate
Refracting cells, a prismed self
Who's X who's Y, in a blank place
I can't believe this is my image
Like the mirror, without a frame
Baring a scarred side
Open in day light
Recoil and reply
Farside of my pride
The introspection
Ruptures the blood core
Magnification
Draws out the mirror
Seeking me out
What will he find?
I am, he is, a repugnant state
I can't share his curiosity
My privacy starts to fade
I can't believe this is my image
Like the mirror,
A polar exchange
He gloats over my fleeting age
He used to be me
He knows who is free
How long will I wait...here
Stuck in this void place...here
I can't believe I am the image
Within the mirror
Into the chrome lake
The glass is broken
But I look the same....


.... Inner Combustion ....
Crucible heats up
Arsenic, mercury
And acid concoct
Hermetic theory
Hydrogen vapours
Exclusion principle
It's never over
For ever practical
And I try
Throughout time
Any rite
For the sign
Light rebounds
Pure neon
I surround
All am I, I am all
Fluorescent lava
Pellucid mineral
Essential dogma
Excludes the logical
Immobile centre
One, two, three, for nothing
Projection ponder
Under a raven's wing
Catalyst, fusion
Inner combustion
A transmutation
For I am all.


..... Pre-Ignition .....
Hey you...
Tell me, what's your call name
Closed, negative display
Engaged on section three
The acrid factories
You...
Putrid perfect product
Proper platinum parts
Proficient prototypes
Steadily spew from these pipes
Are you...
The prime automaton
Christened as YB-1
Hey you...
Generated by waste
Arid quarry displaced
Enviro-mental squeeze
Aluminum disease
You...
Conscious of origin
Intention in the wind
Atmosphere infected
Descendants defected
Are you...
Novel stroke of design
Or relics from this mine
Casually, choke,
Noxious nourishment
Embodied, illicit cure
Ground and rock and sand
Come crumble tumble down
Grinding round
The hydraulic wheel
Extraction,
For ultimate greed
Now... hidden from view
Surveying stable shifts
A feeble groove
Unintentional split
Then they return to work
As if they're not disturbed
Cybernetic beings
Omniscient regiment
Thriving with vigor
Incessant loop
An assumed order
Auspicious tool
Frantically, flow
Spumous sediment
Remedied, neurotic fuse
Ground and rock and sand
Come crumble tumble down
Yonder sound, an echoing gong
Disjunction
Of their disowned song
Now... some are set free
Emotions flood their gaze
Synthetic breed
The pre-ignition phase
Pre-ignition
Flares up in you
Pre-ignition
Provokes me too.


...Into My Hypercube...
In my backyard
Sounds turn around
Down, fall apart
In my playground
In my dome, on my own
A locked thought in a closet
Splinter moves, cracking moans
Dark angels in the attic
Sixth sense stockpiled
In the cellar
And the ladder is broken
Memories sleep in dust
This shelter is doubtful...
Blind windows, flat eyes
Stitched tight into time
Til I rise unbound
Transient illusion
Clairvoyant suspension
Translucid condition
Principal connection
Rise high, rise higher
Shining shallow spirit shadows
Hypercube phenomena
Shining shallow spirit shadows
Tumult in the dark
Telestrobic heart
Murmur of the muse
Whispering amused
Fulfilling this square.
Circled in my lair
Am I not awake
This ever forever
Perhaps a faulty premonition
Perhaps this doesn't change anything
But for certain,
I will be hanging around
Nether hallway
Wisdom's dipping
Spiral stairway
Logic's dripping
Silent squeeze. Shrinking scene
This remains, my domain
Grave intrigue, I'm relieved
All these stains, left unnamed
Grinches snicker, sneer at ne
Like grinning Cheshire cats
Running amuck, mad, crazy
This cuboid up side down cell.

...... Sub-Effect .....
The one so down is alive
It is apart of my plight
The one inside makes a sign
And keeps an eye to the light
I sense panic over board
Obscure, viscid sprawling fog
I hear a sonar rumour
That says I'm far from the shore
How I am stricken with non-emotion
It crawls above.
Periscopic cognition
Where it strives to dwell
In abnormal contortion
I navigate, in my maze
Investigate, to be safe safe safe
Across the ocean
Of sheer compromise
There is no matrix,
Not even a guide
The last wave of sanity
Rolls over my frequency
Skyline under water field
The depths above the high seas
A twilight house keepers
Dim-on dim-off now
A concrete cyclops
Blinking down his dull eye
Does this code signal
Something somewhere somehow?
Why me? It goes on and on and on
Please no
Too late for S.O.S.
Mute island, Fish-eye view
Circling the border line
No resource, no rescue
I'm stranded, I'm otherwise
The error is perfect
Like this sub-effect
Of my mind....my mind.



Vox: Denis Belanger Bass: Jeav-Yves
Theriault
Guitars: Denis Damour Drums: Michel Langevin


Produced, Engineered and Mixed by - Glen Robinson
Assisted by - Benoit Lavalle
Recorded Digitally at - Victor Studio in Montreal
Mixed Digitally at - Powerplay Studio in Long Island
Assisted by - Rob Sutton
Management - Pierre Paradis
Legal Representation - Michael Guido, Kalina & Guido, N.Y.
A & R/Executive Producer - Steve Sinclair


Cover Concept & Artwork by - Away
Art Direction & Design - Ioannis/Third Image/Steve Sinclair
Additional Design - Mary Romano/Liz Vap
Band Photography - Elisa Casas
Music by - Piggy, Blacky & Away
Lyrics by - Snake
(Snake would like to thank Kiisti and Away for their nonsense collaboration)
All Songs by - Voivod, except Astronomy Domine which is by Syd Barrett


Voivod Crew - Mike Amstadt (sound), Christian Gagne (lights), Eric Cyr
(stage),
& also: Jacques & Bertrand Gagne, Sylvian Veilleuxm, Michel Caron, J-F.

Voivod Axes by - Liberatore Guitar (Montreal)


Special Thanks To: Nancy McDonald, Adam Curry, John Cannelli, Rick Krim, Freida
Sarhadi & The MTV Network for their support.

...To be continued in Voivod's future fanzine. Write to Manipulator for
complete info. For new membership, join the Iron Gang: C.P. 127, Succ. St-
Michel, Montreal, Quebec, Canada H2A 3L9.