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Swallowed by Choas
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A dark errie toned song based off the 3 part drug infulenced blogs that I wrote. To view all 3 Swallowed by Choas blogs click on 'Lyrics'
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A blend of Experimental Sound,Techno,and Trance. Super energized Techno and totaly mellow Trance. Premium Electronica. With a beautiful mixture of Ambiance,Rock
Hello, and welcome to "The Vault" as I like to call it. This is all my earlier stuff spanning back to my first album, ever. As the name of the page reads "DJ Acid Trip", I just want to inform everyone I do not go by that name anymore, and if you want to hear me new and improved music, check me out at (WWW.SOUNDCLICK.COM/ASTROIDANDY). I'm not entirely proud of all this music, and to be honest, a lot of it I want to forget. But I
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Genre
Electronic • Experimental Sounds
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#2,651 in subgenre Peak #29
Charts
Peak #520
Author
DJ Acid Trip
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Euphoria Productions
Uploaded
August 13, 2006
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MP3 7.2 MB • 128 kbps • 7:51
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Swallowed by Chaos by Andy Day **Chapter One: The Mind on Drugs** Collaberated Words Streaming Through My Consiousness (Part One) I think back to all the good times ive had,all the fun i thought was there,only to find out its all a mental conspirasy against myself. All the moments i thought were real were just fragments of a large psychological explosion of depression. Im in a current state of cofusion. Seeking answers for imaginary questions. I look at my current state like drifting through space. You gaze out at the cosmos and see planets hundreds of thousonds of miles away,only to relize you will never truely be there. Thats what i am doing. Looking for a place that dosent exist (or i will never reach). I scratch my nose,cheeck,and forhead. Adjust the headphones,crank the volume to let the progressive trance slowy highjack my mind. Swallowed now by the soothing vibrations,looking deep into the screen. Im transparent. People see right through me,or maybe they are to blind to see. Carbonated Christ. Addictions. Everything i belive or have ever belived has been shattered in a matter of seconds. Music still pouring into my thoughts. Fingers rapidly attacking the keys. Could all this have been brought on by the drugs? Turning into everything i was once against. Its amazing isnt it? Imitating Television Childhoods (Part 2) A small child walks through the world knowing nothing of the world,and that is what keeps them happy. But as you advance in life,knowledge becomes a factor that both plaques and rewards you. The more you know the sadder you become. You begin to see the coruption right under your finger tips. You rember all the things that were programed into you at a young age,and relize it was all one big lie,to keep you happy. You wind up in a world were all the pieces to the puzzel fit. The picture is clear. Steping Into Your Imagination (Part Three) Your all alone. Brainwaves begin to transmit signals to other forms of life. You see the conspiracy. Everything falls apart. Standing at ground zero,feeling empty. Insanity Overtaking a Deadmans Thoughts (Part 4) Liquid dripps from the cracks in your hand,folowing your arm on to your sholder,jumping onto your face. It begins to seep into the corners of your eyes. Everything goses black,then red. Your eyes suck back into your head,neon green liquid pours from the empty craters. Spinal fluid begins to interfuse with the acids that line your stomache. The remaining traces of LSD mix with your saliva. A pill falls from the sky. One after another,you rember your simple childhood where you lean your head back and taste the rain. You imatate a simpler time. The artifical bliss slide down your throught with ease. Emptyness replaced with euphoria. The skin on your arms begin to decay,showing the raw muscular tissue. Blood soaks the ground you stand on. You look to the sky and see nothing but gateways to the soul. Fear begins to replace euphoria. Hours have passed. Skin is no longer a feature witch you posess. Your organs lie in the palm of your hand. Meer seconds have passed. Stuck inside the blink of an eye. Letting Go of the Monkey Bar (Falling into Hell) (Part Five) Face to face with the devil. You stare blankly into his hollow eyes. He opens his hand to you. A feeling of discontent overrides your body's Feel-Good mode. His fingers are long and dirty. His finger nails are black,incrusted with cracks and dirt. Your name has been carved into the center of his vile hand. You look down at the blood soaked welcoming hand. Quickly relilizing that your marked,you adjust your eyes back on his. A smile cracks his twisted face. Blink once. Still there. Blink twice. Same effect. Blink a thrid time. Nothing. Your back to where you were. Lieing in your bed,wrapped in warmth. Movement has become an imposibility. Frozen. Blink once. Still there. Blink twice. Still there. Blin
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