“Hypothesis Mass” is the name of a song which lyrics I wrote in 2011 for the Death Metal band called Mortem Tirana.
The song is inspired in the panpsychist idea that everything is sentient, but also includes the idea that the basic state of simple matter is intense suffering and it thrives to more complex systems in an attempt to avoid that suffering. The idea can be a bit depressing, so I also developed the opposite hypothesis.
Mortem Tirana – Hypothesis Mass
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Hypothesis: there’s no pleasure, only pain
This hypothesis: all living things have feelings, like you
But also, the matter has the same
Feelings than you and me
And it suffers, pain, helpless, and search deliverance
Hypothesis, Hypothesis Mass
space was created
spread of the time
life was emerged
All was made by mass!
To escape the pain
by the veil of self
It’s alive.
It’s not the worst.
Life conjures to kill the pain
Running across space, universe, and time
to generate the life, to save the mass
This is the reason why space was created
This is the reason why spread of the time
This is the reason why life was emerged
All was made by mass!
There’s only one being
There’s only one wish:
To escape the pain
The reality is hidden by the veil of self
It will never be stopped until everything is alive
experiences known are not the worst
the worst!
than reality of the inert
Life damned conjures the pain
Life conjures to kill the pain
On the Vampirized song, I wrote:
The world is hostile. The greatest deception to which, fortunately, parents submit to their children, is that they will take care of everything, knowing that this will not always be the case, and that one day they will abandon the child to their fate.
Maturity requires this discovery, to which the complete human being reacts in search of some kind of magic and dark phenomena. Where to find the truth, if the light that forever illuminated everything, has been capable of such farce? Flooded with light and lies, the truth can only be in what is not seen.
With tears in his eyes, the teenager has to leave the family ship mortally wounded, and leave in his own search for eternity and transcendence. Erase everything, purify it with the sacred black color, and start again.
Summing up, what can a young man do who trusts more in darkness than in light, when he feels that he must change the familiar for the strange, and that with the certainty of his vulnerability, he longs for eternal life?
Without a doubt, become a vampire.
Other lyrics I wrote for Mortem Tirana:
My Name Is Death
I’m the one
who made nests
I’m the biggest Chef
The smartest part
of the recipe
The manager of the feature
I look at the sun
and secretly think
The same thing is you and me
Since the mankind
and sensitive beings are
living in a pipe dream
And in the outbreak, when everything falls
The choice is made, and again, I’m the one who survives
MY NAME IS DEATH
Yes, It’s a sad
and poorly paid work
to hang around the gardens
Searching for
the best pure red colour
to calm my hunger basket
But this is my job
getting the best rose
making room for the lives
Forgive and forget
When I cut the rose
with my scissors annoying
How many times do I irrigate with my tears?
But there’s no choice just to say him goodbye
Don’t be afraid
Don’t break the oath
The chosen is chosen
Let them go!
Say him goodbye!
MY NAME IS DEATH
Tyranny Begins
The sky is broken
by winter screams
Names of the chosen
No chance to spring
Glad to take the challenge
To be stars
Bones of thy ancestors
Stronger walls
My feet walk alone
I took the right way
Approaching to the house of
Postmortem
With the boiling sweet blood
our brains condemned
signed at the garden
of Mortem Tirana
You do
step in.
Your wishes belongs to him
The beast
Ignores
the undecided and the weak
Tyranny Begins!
I am only weapon
Against the crowd
Spirit of the fallen
boils my blood
Siren voices enchanted
No turning back
Spreading metal
against the crowd
Raise the Dead
This, man, is the price of fame
One door closes another opens
I chose a bed of nails
Instead of the erected forest
Hey, girl! Watch your steps
Don’t you know you like me so much
Although I spent my hours
sitting in the lotus posture
Don’t believe what they said
Don’t believe this of fucking liars
Don’t believe what they said
A snake between my legs it’s burning like fire
Don’t believe what they said
Don’t believe this fucking liars
Now the snake between my legs
Rise Now!
Listen what I said. I do it everywhere
and Now!
This is what I said, this is my desire
Listen what I said. I do it everywhere
and Now!
This is what I said, this is I
These blue pills rise
the dead!
Listen what I said, my place is everywhere
I’m wine // (I’m dead)
Listen what I said, I am desire
Listen what I said, my place is everywhere
I’m wine // (I’m dead)
This is what I am, I am desire // (I am done)
You better run
If I’m drunk
this time
with this black wine
I was an empty glass
But now
I become the wine
You better run
If I’m drunk
this time
with this blue pills
This empty glass
Is now, now!
angry tiger
Listen other songs of Mortem Tirana:
“Hypothesis Mass” was later recorded as “Massacred“.
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