1. |
Homecoming (Intro)
02:41
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My mission unsuccessful
I return to non-divine
Gazing upon all worlds that God divides into molecules
I tried to transcribe his speech
But alas, even I am baffled
Too much of a hassle says my subconscious
To dodge more rain more powerful than the spray of a Thompson
A daunting task it proves to be
Now he’s unconvinced, an umbrella’s no use to me
This is lunacy, it’s got to be
Amelia Lanyard, write mankind’s apology
Was self laudation worth damnation?
I doubt it would justify anything else
Well to hell with that heaven talk, let me walk
I’m conceptualizing while I’m steadily dying
Trying to progress to rhyming
They say to appease the deity, I’ma give a sacrifice
So here, take my sanity and rationality
I got some reflection and criticism to do
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
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2. |
Return to the Attic
04:33
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[Verse 1]
DePaul, what do you do if you die by your lonesome?
That’s a question I thought of
It’s just something I brought up
I’m too caught up in my own medulla oblongata
While enemies practicing gun kata
I just point to the martyr
I point to the fathers
But lately I've drifted and faltered
I wonder, could Savan even make a father?
I have to make these things happen, I have to make it farther
[Hook]
The aggression’s been so emphatic now
It’s time to return to the attic now
Find the instruments within the context
And burn my scripts that stifle the progress
The aggression’s been so emphatic now
It’s time to return to the attic now
Find the instruments within the context
And burn my scripts that stifle the progress
The aggression’s been so emphatic now
It’s time to return to the attic now
Find the instruments within the context
And burn my scripts that stifle the progress
The aggression’s been so emphatic now
It’s time to return to the attic now
Find the instruments within the context
And burn my scripts that stifle the progress
[Instrumental/Sound Bite]
[Verse 2]
Oh my old stomping grounds, I remember every single detail of it
But even though it’s above me, I’m above it
I had so many plans for EPs that scrapped in favor of Acid Rain and Scatterbrain plus the Attic tapes
It’s best I stay to reflect upon my life now
I’ve endured through a lot, and I’m quite proud
Even stepped up your rhymes and developed your flow and you’re letting it show
Impressive I know
You’ve progressed a lot past these sessions
Remember when you couldn’t produce a beat to save your own skin?
Your past self you showed him
Collaborations now various
In battles you become nefarious, at times hilarious
Even gotten Amma-rous with Aryans
Danny H you carried him
Rapped about aliens, the old self you buried him
In cemeteries with octogenarians
Damn this brings back memories
Brings back a lot of memories
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3. |
Soliloquy
04:37
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[Verse 1]
My former home planet gone, spurring my journey
A humble terrestrial rock birthed by panspermia
Amongst vibrant flora
In a starcluster labeled as Triangulum
The living things flourished, undwindling and undiminishing
Riddled in Ritalin, liberally living
I miss those days of divine relaxation
'Cause bones are all that remains of our congregation
Mass extinction and extermination
Starrs illuminate a lifeless alien abode
Upon making a home, I run along trailblazen roads
To cold mountains where bodies litter dust-laden stone
Hoping to find my people’s tracks hopefully made in snow
But to no avail
[Hook]
On a journey to reunite with my species
Please ponder my theses
Pique these articles of speech please
I'm serving a sermon concerning a certain usurping of a civilization
Implicating a deity murking
On a journey to reunite with my species
Please ponder my theses
Pique these articles of speech please
I'm serving a sermon concerning a certain usurping of a civilization
Implicating a deity murking
[Verse 2]
As my planet orbits a deceased dwarf star
Reflect upon your statements saying that you're hard
Now I survive by autocannibalism
This cave here is my inanimate prison
I burn the carapaces of invertebrates
My stay here’s purposeless; these fumes strangle like tourniquets
I must leave this planet or perish
Along with apparently parried parents and other supremes
No more of this barely lingering nation
I must leave this already dead civilization...
[Hook]
On a journey to reunite with my species
Please ponder my theses
Pique these articles of speech please
I'm serving a sermon concerning a certain usurping of a civilization
Implicating a deity murking
On a journey to reunite with my species
Please ponder my theses
Pique these articles of speech please
I'm serving a sermon concerning a certain usurping of a civilization
Implicating a deity murking
[Verse 3]
I depart, friends, as the planet splits apart and this part ends
I dart away in mere parsecs
The stargazer starts to starve for companions
A cosmic exodus in an escape pod that I’ve championed
Utter last survivor of them- I came to the realization
My fears of being alone have received confirmation
Never mind the obfuscation- I no longer have hope of seeing supremes replenished in my scope
Lamenting my land, snuffed by a hail of missiles
A lone voice in space, that's my lonely whistle
Bellowing through a vacuum devoid of breath and birth
No consolation for an endothermic heckled worm
But to my credit, I still maintain a sane psyche
Frayed? Might be
I’m afraid my days might be numbered
Frostbit instead of sunburnt
Celestial castaway about to submerge under...
But I have to succeed
Can't let it get to me
On a mission literally
My soliloquy
[Hook]
On a journey to reunite with my species
Please ponder my theses
Pique these articles of speech please
I'm serving a sermon concerning a certain usurping of a civilization
Implicating a deity murking
On a journey to reunite with my species
Please ponder my theses
Pique these articles of speech please
I'm serving a sermon concerning a certain usurping of a civilization
Implicating a deity murking
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4. |
Noxious
04:05
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[Verse 1]
Overkilling time in the instance
I hang seconds by the linchpin
I would have stayed secluded at home insistent
For everyone around insisted, so
I make my way to my place
My home a barely spacious (barely spacious)
One thousand dollar a month estate
After I leave the institution, I edit some music
While studying the arts of Vonnegut and DJ Whoo Kid
I spend my time picking apart pretentious opinionated statements of racists
Everything seems so wasted
I spend my day looking around at all the others
I'm spurning all these daydreaming snakes they’re calling brothers
I spend my day surrounded by fools in palaces
Ingesting fallacies
Fools on phalluses
Typical kid about my own chatter, have to babble
Complete with Twitter gods and Snapchat tabernacles
That's serious cause, I can’t afford a lemon
Let me guess, daddy’s paying for your gas and spending
My day hasn’t yet been tainted by [---] type entitlement
I'm my being down to every strand of cytosin
I breathe piousness, enlightenment, decisiveness
So I spare at times like my friends and fight within
Everyday I ramble in similar manner
Oh, I’m such a noxious fool, this kid is a cancer
[Hook]
I am malignant, I am corrosive
I am the utmost noxious of potions
I am so toxic
I am just caustic
I am at the very least noxious
I am malignant, I am corrosive
I am the utmost noxious of potions
I am just toxic
I am so caustic
I am at the very least noxious
[Instrumental]
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5. |
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[Verse 1: Savan DePaul]
I spent years grappling the concept of eternity
As a mere mortal, it burns me certainly
I mustn’t fret with mortality and expiration
So this is my dedication to shuffle off mortal coils
I’ve been spoiled with the gift of cellular respiration
And high levels of education
Yet a sense of a nauseating paralysis engulfs
A clamoring impulse for answers that have all been slammed up in a vault
Oh, scandalous DePaul
I’ve always thought of myself as divine
I’ve always thought of myself as divine
But I recall the name supreme organism
The greatest oxymoron I ever crafted
Powerful yet destined to collapse into ashes
What’s a god to do when even he can't seem to exist?
Life stripped from him like a thief in the mist
Can’t save my own being, all seeing
Couldn’t catch this in peripheral scope
Thanks for killing my hope
If I could front a demigod now, I’d be wringing his throat
I’m pleading to lowly humans for solutions
Before the natural executions
Waiting for that answer has me stressed
And if you're still listening, God bless
[Verse 2: Alec Murray]
I can see you down there, wondering if your breath of air will affect you
Or the world around
You feel insignificant
I can hear and feel your words
But they have no color or sweet sound
Try to lift your spirits up, don’t let them fall to the ground
I can hear your prayers when you feel to be empty
Let me help you ever so gently
Death is not an end, just a new beginning
New set of clothes, a halo and a voice for singing
You need to relax your being
For our bodies are just vessels
And our soul is what it carries
For our soul can never truly die, just received by our Mother Mary
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6. |
Yourself and Minds
02:22
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[Verse 1]
You, you’re capable of reaching every goal attainable
But your lust for greed is inescapable
Your insatiable ratio for fellatio means you straddle any male available
That’s not debatable
Wasting your life in accounts payable
Eliciting for the catchy tunes to play it home on the radio
Now you found as a mentor, don't clown me
Allow me to make a cameo, I am irreplaceable
Let’s examine your flaws, let’s examine your flows
And start killing ‘em all
Well, gosh, you need a dose of rhymes to cure your ailments
I got you, this lesson, I got you
Can consume, don’t worry a bit at all dude, I’ll watch you
You say "your enemy, not true
Kill you is something I’d rather not do
Your neurons go ahead and shoot them
You are not welcome amongst the true men, true men
Is this the Truman Show? No it's a mental breakdown
*End it all soon, your fam can visit the wake now*
Don’t listen to them, you need not pay attention
Schizoid traits I would like to mention
*Follow my voice ’to the nearest intersection*
[Hook]
You, me, him and our self
A complete staggering lack of mental health
Embattled within salvaging and grappling your abdomen
Various points of view scattering, scattering
You, me, him and our self
A complete staggering lack of mental health
Embattled within salvaging and grappling your abdomen
Various points of view scattering, scattering
[Bridge/Verse 2]
Hold strong, my boy, your psyche is slipping, dawg
How does it feel to get constantly shitted on?
Keep more lifers to come [?]
What the hell is a soliloquy if there’s no C option?
To be or not to be, fucking aye
Either jump in the hungry flames or agitate Death's hunger pangs
[Hook]
You, me, him and our self
A complete staggering lack of mental health
Embattled within salvaging and grappling your abdomen
Various points of view scattering, scattering
You, me, him and our self
A complete staggering lack of mental health
Embattled within salvaging and grappling your abdomen
Various points of view scattering, scattering
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7. |
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[Verse 1]
Name, Savan Christopher DePaul, formerly Olimar
Age as of now was eight cycles ‘round the sun and now for some
Stories about this awkward bastard
Concerning the life and the skills he mastered
At a young age, he led a life of solitude
Silenced masked a wit that could split a molecule
Being aspie will do that to you
People will try to screw you
Usurp your money, the trust and resources
But he’d rather die ‘fore he’d forfeit
All accounts not impaired
Not aware of intelligence he got upstairs
Once he realized it, he utilized it
Annihilated those who scrutinized it
Always wanted to kill a show and star in a video
Which takes us to a little bit ago
[Hook]
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
[Verse 2]
After Acid Rain’s release, some stupid stuff occurred
Praise for the album came in shouts and mumble words
Before that, he struggled musically
Self doubt made him put The Attic and archaic tapes under scrutiny
What was hot then is pure utter tripe today
No sales and no shows coaxed him to hide away
But he persisted someway, somehow
No one sure how
He managed to accomplish that but he’s a force now
Scatterbrain got finished and approved back in September, fam
A couple b-sides toward teenage tempers, fam
Before this, even fooled by the weathermen
Now, he could tell a wax candle to pull itself together, man
He fully recognized his knack for iconoclastic abilities
But now came the test of humility
[Hook]
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
No concept of construction, time for self destruction
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8. |
Manic
02:53
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[Verse 1]
Don’t push me over the edge of the cliff
The fall leaves my skeleton stiff
Suffering tragedy does not scare me
So I’ll drag you down with me, don’t dare me
As you fall, I will note your deception
According to my expert perception
A state of psychosis has affected us all
And out of spite you deliberately let us fall
You verify that our minds have taken over
Our psyches manifest into their own owners
Coalescing into a phantasmic body
Whose wrath now will probably end our days
Our people in a daze and split like telophase
A stone gaze cuts deeper than a machete blade
And because of one’s refusal to heal time
Our minds become gods and kill us some real time
[Sample]
[Verse 2]
Our consciousness has formed an entity
A physical being that’s now an enemy
That’s our master for it lords over men
Under its wicked talons, it is holding men
No euthenics to heal this damage
Unknown how mankind would manage
Psychosis is deity
Omnipotence is inescapable
Of rebellion we are capable
Whenever you visit our core place, bow
Mental illness is so commonplace now
And because of one’s refusal to heal time
Our minds become gods and kill us some real time
[Sample]
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9. |
You! (Freestyle)
02:17
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Ideal to a mic for me
I obviously killed something, would you like to see?
A cedar box to rest in
Remind I’m testing
Let’s see if you get this
So interesting, a bipedal organism
Caught soaring into a war with scissors
Heed my warning, mister
Caution for this mode of wisdom
Horribly injured in a spar with a scimitar
A crippled star placed peacefully in a box
Injected lethally
In the midst of serene scenery
Immediately when I say this, you peg me a sadist and guess I slaughtered a bird but not slaughtered the words
Not so, so who martyred?
You heard it was human
Assume I’m stupid, but you’re the one listening to this music
Now you know it’s one of our own
Slain without chrome
But now without dome
Let’s describe the poor sap in detail
Let’s derail, slow enough to be snail
Its bones be frail
Its skin’s been charred
Looks have been scarred
Poisoned in blood
Configure the parts
Yeah, eyes widen
Now I become frightened
The realization has struck like lightening
It’s wearing headphones, neck to a speaker
It’s you, nice to meet ya
I bought you a nice casket, how’s it look from the inside?
Yo, we start with the subject, a human being
Intelligent in theory, boneheaded in action
Stone heavy through chance and
So ready for passion
Wrote many a caption
Broke many contraptions
As you follow his journey through the cyberpunk
We’ll see him fall victim to voracious carnivore funk
Carnival punk with ample chunk and myopic flavor
Sent up to the sky for a meeting with Ammutseba
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10. |
Ammutseba, Star Devourer
03:04
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[Verse 1]
Though I finally remember my infant days
An old one ancient in his ways
Took me on a ride into an alternate place
My soul done stayed forever caught in its gaze
His name, Ammutseba, and in his wake
He left a glorious magenta-tinted haze
Some called him Lovecraftean horror perversion
I never thought of him as a deplorable person
Partly because of his form
Taking the outer visage of a gargantuan worm
He ate in an endless amount
The leftover supernovae and all the nebula clouds
On his spine I would soar the cosmos
And binary law until time got me bored
Across the vast expanse we traverse numerous star-clusters now newly freed
[Hook]
I can see all thanks to he
I am who I am, and we are who we be
Grasping all within our reach
[Verse 2]
Feasting on pulsars and remnants of blackholes
We ride across systems, taking the map home
Attributing various space formations, so splendid
To the detailed construction of the universe’s zenith
Nuclear stardust replenishing
Witnessing the planetary wonders of abiogenesis
Through solar flares, radiation and hip dysplasia
It was us against the worlds, me and Ammutseba
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11. |
Genghis Khan
01:51
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Oh my god, I’ve scorched the earth I rest on
But that don’t matter, therefore, I just press on
Who the hell am I if not for loose screw held by lug nut?
Not thug once but I’m consumed with bloodlust
What propels me to pursue conflict?
Every time I reference dropships, it only adds to the mosh pit
I become an ignorant-soaked infidel obsessed with war
I possess a malice infested core
But a certain part of me targets weak parties and brings out the warlord animal man in me
Rampantly
I begin to spread like a scourge and wipeout clans singlehandedly
What about the tragedy?
It must be my hubris
Or maybe insanity
But all of you knew this
I regret this, it’s all gone wrong
Am I Savan?
Or am I Genghis Khan?
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12. |
April 30th, 2016
02:00
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All may now enter for the courtship display
Termination of April in accordance with May
See these fascinating creatures in a flock
Determined to show off all their features to the block
While the animals conduct visual cues depending a swoon
All in effort to get to the womb
They gather in massive leks
Cash in those massive checks
In action for smashing, yes
Emphatic to that effect
Akin to peafowl slipping on sick shoes
To be a six plume bird-of-paradise to repair a night
Covert feathers crafted from caterpillar silk
Dabbled in the milk of God and Mary in coalition
Galliformes pledge to earth cross fingers
And we all cluck away our little beaks in pride
And I should know
‘Cause I’m one of them on this present night
(On this) Present night
The flock migrates to a grand hall
To a father of all to whom we recently gave alms
And now we admire our partner’s plumage of synthetic feathers
Adorn and smother, thanks to mother
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13. |
Conclusion
01:51
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Welcome to my subconscious
Consequently the object of this song, the topic
Is a twisted flesh complex
Formulating polyrhythmic rhyme patterns to act toxic
Explosions which foes were smacked with, constant
I did not leave the base intact
But I bled through raps
My mouth turned into a furnace in fact
So make a compact 'fore I fry you with cannons
Go through my mind so you can understand it
Don’t you see I’m damaged?
I want you to learn from me, take data and cram it
So consider this your last science project
After this, you’re executed with a comet, with a comet
(With the grace of a bow, I leave the premises)
(I'm just a key player playing my part)
DePaul, who do ya die for if you’re all by your lonesome?
A question I thought of, something I brought up
Trying not to get caught up in my own medulla oblongata
While enemies practicing gun kata
I refuse to worship a Carter
Instead I point to the martyrs
But lately, I’ve been drifting from the Father
I’ve been a bit shaky, could Savan make a father?
Iniquity imprisons me, I have to make it farther
God, it’s quite clear to see that I revere the scene
I only thank music for its role in the planet today
So I salute you, this earthly stage on which you play
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Savan DePaul // Ishtar Sr. Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
she/they/dey pronouns
tiergarten records // grimalkin records // sagan theory // magicicada // free
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