Thieves, Beggars and Swine

by Astralnaut

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Recorded early 2014 at Hi-Tone Studios, Great Northern Productions and Astralnaut HQ by Alan Hanlon, Astralnaut and Clark Phillips.

Mixed by Astralnaut and Clark Philips
Mastered by Clark Phillips

Album artwork by W. Ralph Walters
www.wralphwalters.com


Astralnaut would like to thank everyone who has supported us. Special thanks to Alan Hanlon, Clark Phillips, W. Ralph Walters, Joe Balmer, Lemmy Crossan, Matt Casciani, Frank Arthurs, our families, friends and Nobelaner beer, for their cheap amber refreshment!

Lyrics:

EGO ECCENTRIC

Paranoid by my mounting despair
My blues they will fade but your reputation cannot be repaired
Its on my neck the noose it tightens
Views of the past hide truth, try to distort, only enlighten

Placed my trust not that’s decayed
Betrayal holds a message wash my blues away
I feel the stab in the back it rips in to my soul
For far too long now, benefit of doubt has taken its toll

Repent then deny, consumed by the lie
With the egos of fools they will never rule my mind again
Scathe then defend, don’t mean to offend
With the egos of fools I will never wasted my time again

Along with truth and honesty
The thin line between
Your image and thought
So easily bought
What you long most
See slipping then lost
Delusion or fact
Which is it I lack?
Don’t misquote
Don’t emote
Don’t provoke
Don’t slit my throat
To protect and serve to destroy then deserve
Pervert to preserve and create
To have sealed your own fate
For identity and trait
All you breed is fear and hate

You’ve not long now

MAC TIRE

For years I roamed
A son of the land
and not in fear
but admiration of the man
wild and free
our methods held acclaim
the hunter never knowing
to late as extinction came

Saw the woods
victim of the past
hunted to the end
persecuted to the last

then through the trees
came the flames
now alone left
without a name
and in my home
now I’m hunted
demonised by mistruths and lies
my family, my home, devastated, devastated!

I stalk the land
feared and hated by this new clan
consuming the dead
death stalking fear ends with bloodshed
and when you know the face of human kind
you’ll know it’s not the first time

I stalk the land
feared and hated by this new clan
consuming the dead
those thoughts and fears dwelled in your head
and when you know the face of human kind
you’ll know it’s not the last time

NEOPIUM

Baptise the vapid and the blind
Feed sensationalism with extra flesh to deify
With this new faith blindly live your life
a new schedule of smoke screens to gratify

Martyr the innocence the deviant
perpetual witch hunt to tantalise
the next false prophet to worship and idealize
and knowing not that the next dose it ties you down
it takes a hold and before long you have found
that it feels like home

Time waits
for no man
dislocate / indoctrinate
the box rules / your mind rules
paradigm
your will is not thine

The new opium
flows in your veins
occupies your hours
occupies your thoughts your brain yeah

Ooh child
Your delight
Will feel mundane
tonight
Oooh child

oh yeah
acceptance of a lesser art
Oh yeah
words for the sake of it
oh yeah
these thoughts so asinine
brings the domination of human kind

I can’t see
wood for trees
this can’t be
the true disease

it feels like home
screaming human drone!
And it feel like, monkey see, monkey do
your a human clone!

UTOPIAN DAWN

Dark mist have been found
The same arch leads to hallowed ground
the awakening the likes which will astound
the new blood made of elements and sound

Cast elevated and reborn
Deception is an art form
to be torn apart but reform
and to reap what has been sown
A new day
A new dawn,
a man of god once told me
to the same way we’ve sworn

Displaced my mind on a higher plane
the earth unknown
Now the sky, the stars, they melt and breakaway
Earth roam

I found my way to the island
Once the earth I had roamed
and from the air,
arc of the sphere, now faraway!

There are many lost tribes you will know it
the lost social consciousness you can’t condone it
not just for pride
not for any who died
but in yourself a surging tide
become the change you would arrange
before you were born you’re soul was torn
to weather the storm you have sworn
to yourself belong
in this utopian dawn

DETHRONED

Funny how the symptoms are the same,
feeling vulnerable, need someone to blame
was it through spite? That you joined the fight
or trauma so bad, that you ignore your sight

something that clings, makes you feel sane
these problems unheard, will remain arcane
an en masse hoodwink? Or conviction, to freely think?
For the noble cause, takes us to the brink

Dethroned
Do you like it
Disowned
How do you like it?

Dust obscures and blinds
was it from the start
you were so inclined

now without shame won’t feel alone
the glory of war, the king upon his throne
and remember the dead, for they gave all, fought and they bled
as we trample this path, scream transgression, you’ve screamed your last

tell us of, the great celebration
the pretext to war, justification for obliteration
but maybe its I
who with shrouded eyes
but the way I see
these limbs belong to me
fight for the truth
fight for preachers and suits
fight for empire
Fight for the noose

These are the bombs that kings built
These are the sons that dictators killed
These are the memories that glorification misrepresented
war is still hell, but the oppositions been buried

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released 14 May 2014

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Track Name: Ego Eccentric
Ego Eccentric
Paranoid by my mounting despair
My blues they will fade but your reputation cannot be repaired
Its on my neck the noose it tightens
Views of the past hide truth, try to distort, only enlighten

Placed my trust not that’s decayed
Betrayal holds a message wash my blues away
I feel the stab in the back it rips in to my soul
For far too long now, benefit of doubt has taken its toll

Repent then deny, consumed by the lie
With the egos of fools they will never rule my mind again
Scathe then defend, don’t mean to offend
With the egos of fools I will never wasted my time again

Along with truth and honesty
The thin line between
Your image and thought
So easily bought
What you long most
See slipping then lost
Delusion or fact
Which is it I lack?
Don’t misquote
Don’t emote
Don’t provoke
Don’t slit my throat
To protect and serve to destroy then deserve
Pervert to preserve and create
To have sealed your own fate
For identity and trait
All you breed is fear and hate

You’ve not long now
Track Name: Mac Tire
For years I roamed
A son of the land
and not in fear
but admiration of the man
wild and free
our methods held acclaim
the hunter never knowing
to late as extinction came

Saw the woods
victim of the past
hunted to the end
persecuted to the last

then through the trees
came the flames
now alone left
without a name
and in my home
now I’m hunted
demonised by mistruths and lies
my family, my home, devastated, devastated!

I stalk the land
feared and hated by this new clan
consuming the dead
death stalking fear ends with bloodshed
and when you know the face of human kind
you’ll know it’s not the first time

I stalk the land
feared and hated by this new clan
consuming the dead
those thoughts and fears dwelled in your head
and when you know the face of human kind
you’ll know it’s not the last time
Track Name: Neopium
Baptise the vapid and the blind
Feed sensationalism with extra flesh to deify
With this new faith blindly live your life
a new schedule of smoke screens to gratify

Martyr the innocence the deviant
perpetual witch hunt to tantalise
the next false prophet to worship and idealize
and knowing not that the next dose it ties you down
it takes a hold and before long you have found
that it feels like home

Time waits
for no man
dislocate / indoctrinate
the box rules / your mind rules
paradigm
your will is not thine

The new opium
flows in your veins
occupies your hours
occupies your thoughts your brain yeah

Ooh child
Your delight
Will feel mundane
tonight
Oooh child

oh yeah
acceptance of a lesser art
Oh yeah
words for the sake of it
oh yeah
these thoughts so asinine
brings the domination of human kind

I can’t see
wood for trees
this can’t be
the true disease

it feels like home
screaming human drone!
And it feel like, monkey see, monkey do
your a human clone!
Track Name: Utopian Dawn
Dark mist have been found
The same arch leads to hallowed ground
the awakening the likes which will astound
the new blood made of elements and sound

Cast elevated and reborn
Deception is an art form
to be torn apart but reform
and to reap what has been sown
A new day
A new dawn,
a man of god once told me
to the same way we’ve sworn

Displaced my mind on a higher plane
the earth unknown
Now the sky, the stars, they melt and breakaway
Earth roam

I found my way to the island
Once the earth I had roamed
and from the air,
arc of the sphere, now faraway!

There are many lost tribes you will know it
the lost social consciousness you can’t condone it
not just for pride
not for any who died
but in yourself a surging tide
become the change you would arrange
before you were born you’re soul was torn
to weather the storm you have sworn
to yourself belong
in this utopian dawn
Track Name: Dethroned
Do you like it
Disowned
How do you like it?

Dust obscures and blinds
was it from the start
you were so inclined

now without shame won’t feel alone
the glory of war, the king upon his throne
and remember the dead, for they gave all, fought and they bled
as we trample this path, scream transgression, you’ve screamed your last

tell us of, the great celebration
the pretext to war, justification for obliteration
but maybe its I
who with shrouded eyes
but the way I see
these limbs belong to me
fight for the truth
fight for preachers and suits
fight for empire
Fight for the noose

These are the bombs that kings built
These are the sons that dictators killed
These are the memories that glorification misrepresented
war is still hell, but the oppositions been buried