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by Mental Architects

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This 4 track EP is named "Truesight" and inspired by the novel of the same name.

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released April 11, 2018

Recording engineer George Anagnostopoulos. With the gracious help of Antelope audio. All tracks recorded live at the Spell Shelter. Mixed by Anton Velev. Master by Christian Henrik Ankerstjerne (Town Portal).

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Mental Architects София, Bulgaria

Mental Architects are Max, Nikki & Toni. We make instrumental music for impatient people.

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THE CELL

You are the home that you neglect. The wall of eyes demand respect. The icepick shivers in your hand.You are the cell.You are the home that you neglect. The wall of eyes will bleed respect. The icepick shivers in your neck. You are the cell. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I haven't seen the sunlight in years. Is it me or one of you smells of death?! You are the cell.
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THE CHILD

Аre you breathing?
Are you afraid?
Are you hungry?
Are you to blame?
Are you crying?
Are you clean?
Are you craving to be seen?

Keep to what they tell you. Keep yourself pristine.
Cling to every single word even if you don't know what it means.

Run to your little room, because you're a fucking child with needles in your eyes.

Be abstinent from attention. Be abstinent from the lie.
The one the world injects straight into your eyes.

Go to your little room, because you're a fucking child with needles in your eyes.
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THE EDGES

Sharp are the edges that penetrate and leave our eyes free to roam.
Sharp are the edges that penetrate and lead the blind to their home.

Push it, push it in. No scream shall be heard. One screech from within. Push it, push it in.

Push it, push it in. No pain shall have a voice. One pain remains unseen. Push it, push it in.
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THE BODY

There's no satisfaction.
In words etched in bone
Your stare keeps me guessing
Am I all alone and breathing...

Silently. I carry on. Carry on.

I need no reflection.
I lack the resolve.
I eat what they feed me.
Their eyes take control of me and...

Silently. I carry on. Carry on.

If I can't see my body, then it can't be bad.