The Madman Chronicles Chapter 3: Emerge and See

  
The Madman Chronicles Chapter 3: Emerge and See, by WEBmadman

This album is the third release and marks a bit of a departure, all but two tracks are instrumentals. For a very interesting review of this cd, check out Lester Alfonso's write up in his blog. I would like to encourage remixes and explorations by other audio artists, if you decide to release/perform your remix/remake commercially, drop over to Jamendo, from there you can easily purchase a license, or contact me directly and see what we can work out. If you upload a remix to the Net, send me a link...

You can grab the album from here: The Madman Chronicles.





Not The Time

This is not the time
Leave yourself behind
When will we ever learn
We are not what we (y)earn
Time to find a better way
Keep the dogs at bay


Imagination spins these little fantasies.
Wrapped in grandeur and capped by ego.
Daring to hope in desperate defiance.
Refusing to submit to the overwhelming apathy,
that threatens to entomb the creative force
within me.
Ego becomes savior and slayer, raising the
energy, then pushing it down again, dancing
with the flame that gives it life.
Fearful and ecstatic.
Swirling circles.
Loosing myself then finding it again.
Pushing out and holding in,
riding the paradox.
The elephant laboriously plunders across
this plain, a reminder of the mundane.
An awkward sadness pushes a smile across
the mask,
hinting at the sweet sorrow
lurking in the depths.
The fertile compost, feeding the growth
that makes me strong.


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Just Because You Say It

Just because you say it
Doesn't make you mean it
This is what you've got to do
Live your life like it's coming true

Something happened an age ago
Seperated us from what we know
Entered into the nightmare dream
Dancing with this great machine

Soul is struck by atrophy
Tearing apart our will to be
There's no savior to be found
As our dreams go underground

Vision is lost to the brightest light
Blinding us to our second sight
Primitive gesture with a broken soul
Points the direction to where we are whole


All around, the chaos of power tries to hold some control,
to sum the toll, of the infinite. Pulling demons from the
fire, giving rise to this dark empire.
The subtle shift, from the minds knowing to the hearts
understanding. Stepping out of the chains of regret into
some semblance of clarity in being.
Here I stand, the hills and trees around me, the ground
below me and the sky above. I look out to the stars too
distant to ever reach, but feel my soul drawn into their
eternal discourse.



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