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VESPR

by Pangaea

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vacant planet
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vacant planet completely blown away from the first listen. stop sleeping on this band!
sinisetkimallus
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sinisetkimallus Simply amazing extreme prog metal. Pangaea are very well on their way to greatness. VESPR is a fairly apt follow up to Roots and I hope it's only uphill from here.

everythingisnoise.net/reviews/pangaea-vespr/ Favorite track: Survivor's Guilt.
matt pearson
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matt pearson hope to be signed
Ivan Vizhletsov
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Ivan Vizhletsov DUDE
I MEAN
BRUH Favorite track: Black Tower.
vgLuca
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vgLuca Hello.
Could be possible an instrumental version of the album? Thank you very much!!
Leo Hilbert
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Leo Hilbert This record is amazing! Crushing riffs combined with technical and playful rythms and amazing leads. Favorite track: The VESPR Session.
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1.
This vision that’s haunting me That's causing this lack of sleep (a man) Embodied, entrapped by disbelief (a man) Who had it all but chose not to see Rain hits the window, as I sit in the quiet with only the drops on the pane to break the silence an image of defeat, a man of anguish efforts exhausted on dreams, now vanished A home erased, torn from The moral drive to carry on Every morning I look in this mirror thinking how luxurious my life could be my visions blurring This lack of sleep, has got me in a haze accepting invitations, now I lay unconscious for days. Still empty, in this bed that bears so much weight this weight of guilt, it holds me in place Desperately reaching for a hand to pull me out of this bottomless lake that I made here for myself As I drift from the surface, I now realize I must accept these decisions let the cold embrace me, it's now the darkness in which I live in I'm trying to push this to the back of my mind just like I had done to you so many times
2.
Denial 01:36
3.
Wake in a cold sweat, trying to catch my breath fingers pressed against my neck searching for a pulse bloodshot eyes from the minutes of rest all the strength to get out of bed  Eighteen nights  They ask how he stays so strong in passing beneath these eyes, you'd see you're wrong Eighteen nights, after night, after night, no rest Clinical research to advance  a potential antidote for this condition lab rat with nothing to lose signed at the bottom in hopes of a breakthrough Eighteen days go by with the imagery  on the back of my eyelids engraved  a film reel left spinning in time, the same visual held in my mind now the memories confined Up the dosage to keep my head composed  Both delusions and passion now minimal A constant hum while trying to sleep Another capsule to put the mind to ease Eighteen hours now stagnant in this room staring blankly at the ceiling feels like there's nothing to lose Take me to my tomb Waiting for deaths cold hands Take me to my tomb  Completely lost my sense of time no contrast between the day and night unrecognized even to my eyes In this dying wake, I’ve exposed all Discords to this day as null Eighteen, eighteen days Share with me, the horizon of relief Share with me Open arms waiting for my arrival Share with me Embrace the horizon of relief  Bestill, my weight Affter the meds left my system this anxiety starts to creep in Just when I thought the burden was gone I'm back at square one completely lost my sense of time no contrast between these eighteen nights Eighteen days go by with the imagery engraved on the back of my mind
4.
Vision adjusts to this change in light while returning from another stay -  the trees outside they cast a shadow  And they’re filling this room with a familiar shade of grey Just like a gateway, at our expense, theres nothing. i try to get away, but it keeps giving me something Daily path worn into the dirt suppressing this misery, is a full days work heavy-hearted grabbing my crutch these fragments of solace are never enough Worn into, to the dirt These fragments aren't enough Daily path worn into the dirt Entrapt in this shadowed room and it reeks now of his chain. Repetition from dusk to dawn and everything between this innovative therapy so simple to ignore the world, in a vast bliss   slip back into this emptiness Just like a gateway, at our expense, theres nothing. I try to get away but I admit there's something  Day after day, no end in sight this quest my peace to find  the darkness consuming the light no end in sight no end in sight Slip back in and let the regimen run its course.
5.
Concealed inside a mind so broken
a world that's all but perfect 
Withered, hollowed, and defeated 
dependent, alone, seamless

we slip into the vast nothing
second chance you’re living

 Where mistakes are forgotten A new life for a man so undeserving
 For this habit has buried not just the guilt but all that what was left of him Emaciated of affection Re-tracing where he came from His Famished visual projected The will to live is dying Seamless Falling into the aura of repose

 a facade of a reality  unaffected by the choices so selfish  I grow cold reflecting in this bare and desolate hell  (lifeless) the day will come when reality 
is no longer the life that we lead Numb to our existence We just close our eyes to this world  And repress the memories (lifeless) Left to rot in the dreamscape
 now a resting place for the lost Left to rot in the dreamscape Falling into the aura of repose A facade of a reality  unaffected by the choices so selfish I grow cold reflecting in this bare and desolate hell  (lifeless) the day will come when reality 
is no longer the life that we see/lead Numb to our existence, We just close our eyes to this world  to repress the memories (lifeless) Falling into the aura of repose. 
6.
Black Tower 08:02
The pursuit of relief a distant concept, now obtained anxiously expecting an outcome an end in sight to the pain A breath of the realization a test subject, a broken soul staring into the darkness now understanding our role Slowly building an obsession euphoria for a broken man where the agony began 
This is passion at its fucking core  Memories pour in and the spiral  of nightmares starts to bloom.  Another session comes to a conclusion Back to this empty room In the darkest nights, I lay awake, restrained Haunted by your own Grave Haunted by the image of your grave  Denounce this existence, Return to the ecstacy Am I awake? Are they out there? Please help,  my fate resides in you I feel severed from this world I have lost all self control I’m no longer whole.  I'm stuck inside this head and I'm numb to the world Condemned to this life of guilt Condemned to this synthetic reality A glimmer of peace, a second chance  forced to leave glance at the screen my face in my hands the epitome of defeat
7.
Acceptance 03:01
8.
Driveway unplowed, the mailbox flooded an unexpected day for a blizzard paint a scene, something much more pleasurable a family man, returning home after a long day Reality check as the alarm goes off again not a morning person since the accident wandering from room to room shades pulled to keep out the glare Another sunrise, one more session Taken back to a simpler time even this is getting old this cabin fever set in months ago now getting harder and harder to ignore "State of the Art Technology" can't seem to lift this regret from me just one more failed attempt these sessions aren't doing anything Clear this guilty conscience Can't recall the last time I spoke out loud even these are thoughts just written down Pacing from room to room head's getting the best of me blurred vision / palpitations  palms dripping unlocking the front door cold fogs my glasses and the snow hits my face I can’t see anything I can't see  I can't sleep anymore Like a gateway to another world for the first time in months I'm feeling alive a weight is lifted as the chills run up my spine. you can't face your fears while living inside your mind. empty my lungs and leave this world behind.  This vision that's haunting me That's causing this lack of sleep Embodied by disbelief  I had it all, but just chose not to see.

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released September 20, 2019

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