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Cataclysmia

by The Armchair Captains

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1.
Overture 06:01
Stop and on and on of course! Stop and in and out comes an idea. We start now, begin now, it’s time now. Stop dreaming, start seeing no non-believing, the Saviours...
2.
Origin then foraging, from formation of it all We just hit play, until today, don’t want to let these planets fall What we gonna do? We could just start a new? I don’t think that we should sink that low, it’ll go askew. What’s your big idea? Well, this I want to hear. Let’s work real hard until we’re charred, and save the world from today. What about famine throughout, poverty ain’t no fun Climate change, are you deranged? We shouldn’t say what’s done is done. But that’s not fair! Why should we care? I don’t believe that we should leave, existence we should share. What do you mean? They’re not on our team. So let’s work real hard, until we’re charred. Yeah! Let’s save the world anyway! Yeah, let’s grab books, the knowledge we’ll find Gotta take a look at everything, it could be inside So, whip out your spellbook and solve it We’re gonna save the world anyway! Yeah, let’s grab books, the knowledge we’ll find. Gotta take a look at everything, it could be inside. So, let’s whip out our spellbooks and solve it. We’re gonna… save the world anyway!
3.
The Books 04:09
Reading books, to fill the nooks, I’m getting looks, who cares they’re crooks? I am grafting, time is passing, discovering so much to remember. And now I’m burning through pages of spells Creating fires to reverse the coming hell We have demons and disaster to expel. Dare to stop me, with the arch staff sparks are bound to fly! The fight to rectify the wrongs, there’s something out there I can faintly see… With my Necronomicon, I’ll solve this untimed rotten symphony. Thinking in witchcraft, clench the arch staff, heal the broken tapestry. Mix the cauldron, stall the doldrum Only one can truly hold them, the solution is in wizardry. Results are in, I have sinned, to heal the broken tapestry. Break the laws, smash the doors, the solution is in wizardry. 'Cause I am breaking down walls that you can’t see. There’s something out there, and it’s coming now to me. And I will forge a potent amnesty. Cauldron doldrum, I will hold them, nothing will stop this grand old being!
4.
Inexorable 02:19
5.
Sketchy 04:01
When I see him, oh, when he’s working I can see he’s on the edge of dreaming He is slipping, floating and tripping, I can see what he’s coming to. I've got to take his stuff and mess it right up It’s looking very sketchy, can’t leave it luck, I must change it all up, the sacred texts agree Before we change forever to eternity... 4 + 5 isn’t 9, I’ll change it to 2 - that’s what I’ve got to do. It says subtract, but in fact, I’ll times it by 2 - that’s what I’ve got to do. Time for breaking, mmm, I’ll be making A sandwich or two for my buddies. Oh, he's lunching, I'll be a'punching Numbers into this old computer. They’re working together, my, what a friend! Helping out simply, help him get to the end Maybe he requires a wizarding hand In case there is a spell or two that we can expand... Hey there dude, hey there dude, what can I do? Maybe I can help you too? Hey there man, lend a hand, I agree too - it’s what we've got to do. Take that bit out, but that looks key? Maybe to you but it's not to me. So this is all part of some big plan? Why would I tell you any different, I’m your biggest fan! So it's true, thank God, phew, Fate agrees too. It's what we've got to do. Change that tree, snapped in two, whoopedie-doo! It's what we've got to do.
6.
Penumbra 05:31
Internal ferocity when I beat the beat you’ve got to peel the steam Precocious indecency, stop the flip out, make some tea Watch the TV, the outside doesn’t care Only the beast will end A kryptonite of bends The platonic fortress lends Itself to a timeless field Stop it now, stop it now, stop it now Underdogs creating underpinning the beginning I cry for the hounds of death. Feel it now, feel it now, feel it now Overcharged, overhauling, embroiling Deafly screaming with no breath Lefting the right Centring the skewed, until the watchman bows, his night is done. A performance rated 5 stars, to the highest bidder He will deliver a sinner.
7.
I See Blood 03:39
I see the page turn, the chapter finds me now. On an island sits a creature to be found. And with his left hand, that he may raise in vain On a spaceship, slowly goes insane. Are you ok? Concealed, contrite. I'm not sure you'll last the night But in truth, aloof, you'll lose this fight. Raise your right hand, I see blood.
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I think, you tripped a sensation Untapped, a source of stagnation An overflowing well of deflation. Slow your breathing, hear them sleeping, dormant lie your thoughts. Fall back into sanity’s arms Spinning quickly, feeling sickly, don’t ignore the taunts Come back, furnish us with all of your charms Nightmares over, small abode, her, less frequented haunts. How can you feel the cruel unknown? Take the easy way to home - to the seat of lies Excavating heartbreak, while, it cries. Oh let, him grab hold of something He doesn’t ask for much, just for one thing Distraught in the comfort of nothing I see you’ve found some redemption A cesspit full of filth and temptation Creative styles of self-degradation Slow your breathing, hear them seethe, despondent are your thoughts How can you feel the cruel unknown? Take the easy way to home - to the seat of lies Excavating heartbreak, while, it cries - uncruel, unfeeling. The hand of life atoned. Spinning quickly, feeling sickly, don’t ignore the taunts Come back, furnish us with all of your charms Nightmares over, small abode, her, less frequented haunts.
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A Sinner 04:20
10.
Swimming down an empty sea. Sharing findings with a hint of Galant pageantry Find my way and then I’m lost again. Variants that I have found Showing them is when I know I’ve left the mortal ground Lose my way and then I’m gone again. And the pain, so insane That I don’t see the turns And the crown, upside down, how it burns. In my heart I know the truth Wrapped around my neck belongs this anguished mental noose, Knowledge is the path to solving it Introduce the facts we see The more we know the more we don’t know bloody anything This unknown feeling is a rotten blip. And the pain, so insane That I don’t see the turns And the crown, how it burns. The weight of kingship in my head, to appease the living dead, and the freedom that is said, to save you. The heavy burden that is placed, to endure a world disgraced, to redeem one so ungraced, just to save you. And the pain, so insane That I can’t see the flames And the throne, unatoned, how it wanes. The weight of kingship in my head, to appease the living dead, and the freedom that is said, to heal you. The heavy burden that is placed, to endure a world disgraced, to redeem one so ungraced, but I’ll save you. In my heart I know the truth Wrapped around my legs nothing but unfitting shoes Wisdom is the path to solving it. Introduce the facts we see The more we know the more we know it’s stopping tragedy This unknown feeling is only a blip. Swimming down an empty sea. Sharing findings with a hint of Galant pageantry Find my way and then I’m whole again. Variants that I have grasped Showing them is when I know I’ve left the mortal past Lose my way and then I’m found again.
11.
Feet have landed waiting for a bus I see the spirits watching over us Militant delirium Absurdity, it’s gonna come Grab your shoes your coat and run! Quantify the drowning of the sun Life-ending harmless fun. Exuberant hysteria Weaken the exterior Running to the one we fear... I told you last time the sun would never set Because there’s no big concern as of yet. The universe it said stand up straight and make your bed And don’t question the lies that you’ve been fed. Smell that sound and taste the madness All of this to hide the sadness Question nothing State the fact Make the Ragnarorik pact Then they’ll let us bring it back. I told you last time the sun would always rise Because it’s clear my dear that that’s a pack of lies The universe it said stand up straight and make your bed And don’t question the truth that you’ve been fed. Don’t believe Warwick avenue is a sign Space is free, take a sip of galactic wine Subtle, a rebuttal, that could muddle up a cuttlefish that will only dance for you Take a sip from my tankard And you’re immortally wankered! Have a swig from the pool of neurosis and time. I told you this time the sun would clearly set Because there’s only great concerns that we have met The universe it said stand up straight and make your bed And don’t question the lies that you’ve been fed.
12.
The Stole 03:53
Out of timing On the toilet I won’t spoil it Only oil it Into timing. Take it away, you can only breathe the day Dismay, for whoever wears the stole Tenpin gremlin. It always rains, and the pain, it shames. It’s done now, it’s all done now. Light a different kind of fuse Light up now, if you can’t feel like you’ll lose Look at me I’m only a drunk man Light up, I’m tired of fighting. Mortuus is here, He wears his cape of mortal fear And with his scythe cuts deep and true Holding back tears, Makes light of you. Mortuus is here, He wears his cape of mortal fear. One timely swing And the cries of life, tumultuous foreboding, never ending And so it goes that I should know, that everybody’s souls we have been spending We lament the death, that Mortuus has stolen, never mending We cannot stop the ticking time twist cataclysm ending.
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Finale 06:35

credits

released January 1, 2022

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Spencer Lawrence: vocals, BVs.
Joe Gordon-Potts: vocals, piano, keys, synths, organ, bass, sop/alto/c-mel sax, whistles, sound design, BVs.
Luke Lomax: drums, bass, acoustic/electric guitars, extra perc, acousmatix.
Jonny Wood: bass.
Alex Earley: drums.

Featuring:
Miriam Dinis: violin.
Natalia Dmukhovskaia: violin.
Emily Stevenson: trumpet, cornet.

Produced by Joe Gordon-Potts & Luke Lomax.
Mixed & mastered by Joe Gordon-Potts.

Artwork by Daisy & Jessica Lawrence.

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