Carbon Phrases
Alkaloid Lyrics


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Thoughts are slowly moving on
Unseen where they‘re coming from
In disguise feelings‘ tension moves
- Strings to be pulled by intuition

Changing words takes precious time
Until great sense and suspense fi nd in line
To be perfect
Be the architect
To protect your realm of dreams

I am condemned to see things in youth
Kindness as matter, conceiving the truth
Like a spider in its web I‘m waiting for a muse
A kiss to be abused

So call me, reason, tell me your name!
Set me out of my mind!
Foresee the treason combining each frame
Shaping the perfect design

Find me all season cold in my grave
I am the father of time
Feed the horror that keep my veins alive,
To unwind the perfect line

And once you feed the fire
My will is set ablaze
Strings of thoughts move towards my consciousness
Prosaic cynic‘s disease makes me crawl on my knees
Pulls me under in quick sand, makes me understand

Carbon phrases take all their ways to find you
A phrase of love I‘m afraid can‘t be shaped without heart





Carbon lines fill space to create the perfect stream
The Poet‘s dreams are fl owing in it, incomplete

So call me, reason, tell me your name!
For I‘m the father of time
Find me all season cold in my grave
Setting my mind to unwind the perfect line

My creation
Through you my youth unholds its fire
Ideas reveal in semantic spirals, concealed

You can read between the lines
What you‘ll find is grace
At the bottom of humankind

And once you feed the fire
My will is set ablaze
Strings of thoughts move towards my consciousness
Prosaic cynic‘s disease makes me crawl on my knees
Pulls me under in quick sand, makes me understand

Feed the fire
My will‘s set ablaze
Strings of thoughts move towards my consciousness
Prosaic cynic‘s disease makes me crawl on my knees
Pulls me down with her hand, makes me understand

Carbon phrases take all their ways to fi nd you
A phrase of love I‘m afraid can‘t be shaped without heart

Carbon lines fi ll space to create the perfect stream
The Poet‘s dreams are flowing in it, incomplete

Creating you...

Overall Meaning

The song "Carbon Phrases" by Alkaloid speaks of the complexities of the creative process, with emphasis on the power of intuition, the brutality of cynicism, and the importance of emotion in the creation of art. The lyrics paint a picture of the artist as a spider waiting for inspiration, a person compelled to pour their youth into their work, and someone who is haunted by the fear of creating something incomplete.


The song also touches on the theme of mortality, with the repetition of "find me all season cold in my grave," suggesting that the act of creation is a race against time. The line "feed the horror that keep my veins alive" implies that the artist draws their inspiration from the darker parts of life and that their work is, therefore, a reflection of their fears and anxieties.


The final stanza of the song highlights the importance of emotion in art. It suggests that the beauty of artistic creations is not in their technical perfection but in the grace and human emotion that lies beneath the surface.


Line by Line Meaning

Thoughts are slowly moving on
Ideas are gradually shifting and evolving


Unseen where they're coming from
The source of these ideas is unknown and not readily apparent


In disguise feelings' tension moves
Emotions are being hidden and carried in secret


Strings to be pulled by intuition
These emotions can be influenced by intuition and individual choice


Changing words takes precious time
It can be difficult to find the right words for a message


Until great sense and suspense find in line
It takes time to create a message that is both understandable and interesting


To be perfect
The ultimate goal is to create something flawless and without mistakes


Be the architect
Take control of the creative process to achieve perfection


To protect your realm of dreams
Maintain control over your imagination and artistic vision


I am condemned to see things in youth
The author feels as though they are perpetually viewing the world with a childlike perspective


Kindness as matter, conceiving the truth
The author believes that empathy and compassion are essential to gaining a true understanding of reality


Like a spider in its web I'm waiting for a muse
The author is waiting for inspiration to strike, like a spider waits in its web for prey to arrive


A kiss to be abused
Love and affection can sometimes be taken advantage of or corrupted


So call me, reason, tell me your name!
The author is seeking logical and rational thought to guide them


Set me out of my mind!
The author wishes to be freed from their own thoughts and overthinking


Foresee the treason combining each frame
Predict the betrayal that inevitably comes with the creative process, as elements are combined and ideas are tested


Shaping the perfect design
Creating the ideal outcome, even amidst the unavoidable imperfections


Find me all season cold in my grave
The author feels cold and lifeless, even when it is not winter and they are not literally dead


I am the father of time
The author has a sense of control over the passage of time and how it relates to their creativity


Feed the horror that keep my veins alive
The author must confront their fears and anxieties in order to keep creating


To unwind the perfect line
The ultimate goal is to create something that is perfect and polished


Carbon phrases take all their ways to find you
Words and messages search relentlessly for meaning and connection


A phrase of love I'm afraid can't be shaped without heart
Love requires genuine emotion and feeling in order to be expressed truthfully


Carbon lines fill space to create the perfect stream
Words and messages fill up space until they come together to form a complete and unified message


The Poet's dreams are flowing in it, incomplete
The artist's visions and dreams are being expressed in their work, but are not entirely fulfilled or realized


My creation
This artistic work is the author's creation, something they have crafted with their own hands and imagination


Through you my youth unholds its fire
This work captures the spirit and energy of the author's youth


Ideas reveal in semantic spirals, concealed
The author's ideas are slowly being revealed, but are still partially hidden or obscured


You can read between the lines
There is more to this work than what meets the eye - it requires interpretation and analysis


What you'll find is grace
This work contains a sense of beauty, elegance, and charm


At the bottom of humankind
These positive qualities are present in even the darkest and most despairing aspects of humanity


And once you feed the fire
After overcoming creative obstacles, inspiration takes hold and catches fire


My will is set ablaze
The author's determination and motivation are reignited


Strings of thoughts move towards my consciousness
New ideas and creative inspiration come flooding in


Prosaic cynic's disease makes me crawl on my knees
The author is struggling with the fear that their work may not be impactful, meaningful, or well-received


Pulls me under in quick sand, makes me understand
These anxieties and doubts can be debilitating, but ultimately help the author to grasp the true meaning and power of their work


Creating you...
Ultimately, the goal of this work is to inspire and connect with the audience




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Thoughts are slowly moving on
Unseen where they‘re coming from
In disguise feelings‘ tension moves
- Strings to be pulled by intuition

Changing words takes precious time
Until great sense and suspense fi nd in line
To be perfect
Be the architect
To protect your realm of dreams

I am condemned to see things in youth
Kindness as matter, conceiving the truth
Like a spider in its web I‘m waiting for a muse
A kiss to be abused

So call me, reason, tell me your name!
Set me out of my mind!
Foresee the treason combining each frame
Shaping the perfect design

Find me all season cold in my grave
I am the father of time
Feed the horror that keep my veins alive,
To unwind the perfect line

And once you feed the fire
My will is set ablaze
Strings of thoughts move towards my consciousness
Prosaic cynic‘s disease makes me crawl on my knees
Pulls me under in quick sand, makes me understand

Carbon phrases take all their ways to find you
A phrase of love I‘m afraid can‘t be shaped without heart

Carbon lines fill space to create the perfect stream
The Poet‘s dreams are fl owing in it, incomplete

So call me, reason, tell me your name!
For I‘m the father of time
Find me all season cold in my grave
Setting my mind to unwind the perfect line

My creation
Through you my youth unholds its fire
Ideas reveal in semantic spirals, concealed

You can read between the lines
What you‘ll find is grace
At the bottom of humankind

solo - Christian
solo - Danny

And once you feed the fire
My will is set ablaze
Strings of thoughts move towards my consciousness
Prosaic cynic‘s disease makes me crawl on my knees
Pulls me under in quick sand, makes me understand

solo - Christian
solo - Danny

Feed the fire
My will‘s set ablaze
Strings of thoughts move towards my consciousness
Prosaic cynic‘s disease makes me crawl on my knees
Pulls me down with her hand, makes me understand

Carbon phrases take all their ways to fi nd you
A phrase of love I‘m afraid can‘t be shaped without heart

Carbon lines fi ll space to create the perfect stream
The Poet‘s dreams are flowing in it, incomplete

Creating you...



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Jester of Destiny

One of the few times someone pulls off a 9+ minute song. And you know why's that? Because it's not boring! It has variety and it doesn't drag out the changes, but keeps them brief and creates a perfect flow.

This is what the word "progressive" should mean. Not pretentious lyrics, not ripping off Dream Theater and not instrumental masturbation. This, is what progressive is.

Zyborggian

@Desdenova And why Hannes is the king of this genre because that description EXACTLY fits the dynamic he strives to create as well.

Zyborggian

@Desdenova You literally just described what I'm trying to do with my band hahahahaha

Zyborggian

I fucking keep aspiring to be half as good as Hannes is at song arrangement but idk if I'll ever get there rip lmao

Tomahawks360

I'm going to dig a little the finger in this one and ask, because its not the first time I read it. What DT clones??????
As long as I heard, the only bands that have a similar style are Symphony X and the firsts two albums of Animals as Leaders, but thats it.
I dont mean that there's none, I just would like that somebody finger it out for me, because all I found are Meshuggah/Djent rip offs... maybe I'm just lucky to dont find what everybody is tired of.

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Cristian Barreiro Diaz

hey guys, the atmosphere that you have created with this song is amazing, thanks for share this song, greetings from colombia

Félix Hamel

that Tool inspired intro though; very solid composition, really immersive

Lurch Murphy

I'm in awe right now. This band is beyond being amazing. I couldn't have asked for anything better.

Frank O

I love the album! Listened to it every day since I've got it!

Mac

Love the intro, with that haunting ominous bass riff, really reminds me of late 70s post-punk, sounds like Joy Division, Echo and the Bunnymen and also the Cure

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