Story & Lyrics Disc 1

C.Y.B.O.R.G.
The Invisible Eye
I am the INVISIBLE EYE. Smaller than the head of the pin earthlings accuse 1000 angels of dancing upon, among all the billions of life forms in the vastness of the universe, I follow and record the actions of a single individual: David Benedict.

I see, hear and analyze his every action, and send continual reports to my Masters, the Conciliators of Time. This is my function. For in all the universe, this man who became a machine, and then a legend, changed everything as we know it, irrevocably.

Everything You See

They say dead men tell no tales
Except when they’re whispering in my brain
[ Rat Man, this is Big Dog…]

I thought that I was lonely…
I felt that I was only
Here for a little while…

And everything you see is only temporary
Here for a little while…
And all you want to be is only ordinary
Here for a little while…

I need to get some sleep
And rest my weary bones

I thought that I was lonely…
I felt that I was only
Here for a little while…

And everything you see is only temporary
Here for a little while…
And all you want to be is only ordinary
Here for a little while…

[ RAT MAN: Big Dog, this is Rat Man, give me the coordinates of the drop site.
BIG DOG: Rat Man, this is Big Dog, drop package 5 klicks north of the carrier signal.
RAT MAN: Copy that Big Dog, 5 klicks north of- dang, DAMN we got incoming I think I’m hit – confirm that I’m hit, I’m hit!
BIG DOG: RAT MAN! EJECT NOW! ]

Sunset the end of day and end of light

Home Is You

Some walls a roof and bread
A place to lay my head
And shelter me from the rain

It’s more than some can call their own
But it’s not really home
I had it all before you went away
An empty house with lights above
Filled with echoes of our love
Is not enough

A weed choked yard my neighbors mow
I pull the blinds and windows closed
It’s not enough

I never stopped to think it through
But looking back I should’ve knew
Oh Dear Lord I should have knew…. Home is you

Singularity brain memories downloaded to hard drive

INVISIBLE EYE : In the year 2049 the planet Earth, third from the star Sol, had become unsustainable: it could no longer feed and water it’s population of 11 billion people. The inevitable world war that ensued forced David Benedict into a jet propulsion aircraft that dropped weapons of mass destruction upon his enemies on the Asian continent. After several missions, his jet plane was damaged by the enemy, and he crashed. Having reached Kurzweil’s point of singularity, his modified memories were placed into an armored, robotic, prototype device. The NASA program referred to him as “Unit 42”, designated C.Y.B.O.R.G.

The Gardens Of Yokohama

CYBERNETIC ENGINEER: “There’s only one way of seeing if the transfer was successful, let’s just try and power him on”.

I woke up in these gardens everything was new
The sunlight shining on the tiny drops of dew
My past a black hole in my mind they cannot heal
I am a ghost in a machine that’s made of steel

I know…I say that I know who I am
I know…I swear that I know who I am

The garden’s luminescent ‘neath a silver moon
I touch a leaf in sorrow, fear I’m leaving soon
Sometimes I dream I’m screaming falling in the flames
I see their faces but I can’t recall their names

I know…I say that I know who I am
I know…I swear that I know who I am

I never knew as time went by
That I would learn to hate those gardens
The bitter cold of empty space would grow and fill my heart in…

INVISIBLE EYE : The CYBORG was given a mission, to pilot a reverse engineered alien ship christened “Freedom” in an attempt to contact alien life. If they were friendly, he was to acquire any advanced technology or weaponry that could help the Federation in the war. If hostile, he would attempt to destroy the aliens.

Grey aliens are the most commonly reported in abductions

Egg

When I saw the blue fade away I felt a twist inside
Phantom pain
I strained to glimpse her one last time
But she was too far in the distance

Buried in black sky…

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INVISIBLE EYE : Back on Earth, CYBORG had become a celebrity, and using a faster than light transmitter, he contacted earthlings with updates on his “Cyb-Log”. His son, David Jr. found his father’s old Ham radio equipment, and listened to CYBORG’S reports.

Beyond The Sun

Among the stars, beyond the sun
Beyond the sun…

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INVISIBLE EYE : CYBORG explored 2 solar systems without making contact. His son, who was aging far more rapidly than his father from the time dilation effects of the now proven theory of relativity, had become a licensed Ham and was occasionally able to make contact with the CYBORG, who he was now convinced was his father by recognizing his speech patterns. His mother died of a broken heart, but he never told her of his suspicions, an action he was to regret later.

Ignorance Is Bliss

I got wings I was built for speed
50 million miles from home that ain’t nothin’ to me
I got things you wouldn’t believe
Radar, light speed and portable nukes
I’m a wrecking machine

I’m ready to live I’m ready to love
I’m ready to hear the angels from above
I’m ready for pain I’m ready to die
I’m ready for anything in this black sky

I’m ready to crash I’m ready to burn
I’m ready to teach the aliens to learn
I’m ready to kill or be killed if that’s my karma
Let the big wheel spin, turnin’ burnin’ yeah yeah yeah…

I’ve seen things you wouldn’t believe
Coruscant sheets of hell lashing me like a psychotic’s dream
These things make my cameras bleed
Glittering shards of acid ice in ultraviolet streams

I’m ready to live I’m ready to love
I’m ready to hear the angels from above
I’m ready for pain I’m ready to die
I’m ready for anything in this black sky

I’m ready to crash I’m ready to burn
I’m ready to teach the aliens to learn
I’m ready to kill or be killed if that’s my karma
Let the big wheel spin, turnin’ burnin’  yeah yeah yeah 

karmawheel

Am I Alive

Am I alive? I am a robot. I am a robot. I am a robot.

Silicon Hell

[ BIG DOG : ( Voice hallucination ) Rat Man, this is Big Dog…Rat Man, this is Big Dog…Do you copy? DO YOU COPY?]

Just a machine without a soul
Sometimes my circuits overload
The bugs are eating inside my brain
Unlocking pathways to ancient pain

[Chorus]
Oh could this virus be the “love”?
Don’t you see me failing, suffering?
Don’t you hear me screaming, silently?
Help me….help me….

A missing name, a forgotten place
Whispered voices, a shadowed face
The bugs relentlessly eat their way
Into memories locked away

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INVISIBLE EYE : After the failure of the third solar system, David Jr. notices his father (whom he affectionately calls “the man from mars”) has disturbing behavioral changes. Now middle aged, he tries to raise CYBORG’S spirits with weekly contacts. Most are not responded to, as cyborg has developed software bugs. He never tells CYBORG that he believes he is his father.

These Old Rocks

How can I make the voices go away
These old rocks start to look
The same to me, day after day

How can I stare at this old computer screen
When all I see are…
Ghosts, ghosts, superimposed

Round around around around around around it goes
Round around around oh where it stops nobody knows

INVISIBLE EYE : At this point, CYBORG stops his routine shutdowns. He fears his system will not reboot. He also begins to hear a low pitched hum that is internal, not external.

Bad Decision

If it was only a matter of time
I’d say just take a little longer
But the condition runs deeper than that

If I could lose these metal wings
I’d take up my frail legs again
And walk right out of this bad decision

All the glory doesn’t mean a thing
If no one’s there to share the triumph
I’m starting to think I made a bad decision

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INVISIBLE EYE : After the death of his son, CYBORG sits unmoving in the pilot’s chair for 6 months. He does not respond to any communications.

INVISIBLE EYE : [The following is a recording of the last communique between David Benedict Jr. and CYBORG:]
David Jr. : “How are you old man?”
CYBORG : “I am functioning within normal parameters.”
David Jr. : “Talked to my doctor again… not very long now…”
CYBORG : “I am sorry.”
David Jr. : “I just wanted to tell you…you are my hero (coughing) always have been… I love you Dad.”
CYBORG : “I love you too, David. David? David? Goodbye David. Goodbye.”

Man From Mars

Never coming back shadows turning black
Drawn like I’m magnetized (the fog’s in my eyes)
To some unearthly light (come on come on come on come on come on)

Can’t you live can’t you die
Can’t you tell that I’m half alive
A garbled message coming through
Only half the news is true

Feeling sorely disengaged
Filled with doubt, filled with rage
Rolled a seven my first try
I guess it’s fate don’t ask me why

I was only flying between the empty spaces between the stars
Slowly dying, everybody thought
I was the Man from Mars… I was the Man from Mars…

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Glitch

A bug, a bug, a bug, a bug

And I could feel the force field give away, and I could see
A windowpane into my memories where they had lain
Left undisturbed it seemed for centuries, bubbles rising
A chain reaction, my subconscious found a way to show me
Truth

It was glitch, a little bug in my program
My hypno-therapist’s worst nightmare
An avalanche triggered by a speck of frozen water
The walls came crashing down frozen in my chair
A tiny glitch, a monkey wrench that fell in the heart of my gears
A fatal flaw that changed the way I saw lost years
It was a glitch a little bug in my program
A ghost in the machine I wasn’t
Meant to see… a tiny glitch…

A bug, a bug, a bug, a bug

moth FREE PDomain

INVISIBLE EYE : On Christmas Day CYBORG gets up and walks to a porthole. He stares out into the void and notices a small ice crystal formed on the window that is in the exact location an identical ice crystal formed on his window at his home in Kentucky during a Christmas holiday one evening in his past. As he stood staring out into the night, this memory of one of the happiest days of his life is like a dam bursting in his data banks. The memories the psychotherapist’s had tried to block returned instantly. Realizing his entire family is dead, he storms off into the ship, circuits in his “brain” frying as he slams the walls and breaks things, including a case containing his war-time medals. This triggers a voice recording from his old wingman Big Dog.

[ MISSION CONTROL : “Unit 42, this is mission control, please respond. Unit 42, are you receiving these transmissions?” (The radio operator accidentally presses the transmit button, unknowingly transmitting his discussion with his superior officer to CYBORG: “I don’t know sir, the transmission feedback validator is functioning within normal parameters. It almost seems as if he’s just ignoring us. No, if his receiver was just turned off, or if it was broken, we’d be able to detect that”). “Unit 42, this is mission control, please respond. Unit 42, are you receiving these transmissions?” ]

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Floating

I was taking my ship on another ride
When suddenly a little voice inside my head said, “who are you?”

Just doing my job like good soldiers do
I was one of the proud one of the few
When a little voice of doubt said “who are you?”

[CHORUS]
I was floating…floating in a dream
I was dreaming…dreaming that I was floating
I was floating…floating in a dream
I was dreaming…dreaming that I was floating in a dream…

So I realized I was flying the ship right through
A nebulous cloud that only grew until I was completely lost “who are you?”

I decided right there and then I would ask
My creators about my future and past
And the com-link spat static and silence (-#* -#-* #-…..)

[CHORUS]

[ MISSION CONTROL : “Unit 42, you appear to be off course. Please adjust your trajectory. Unit 42,
please acknowledge.” ]

chainweb

Memorial Day

Stomping ’round this metal ship in metal shoes
You clang your chains.
Forged in life like Marley’s ghost by humans playing
God in some strange game.

[ CHORUS ]
All your life, if “life” you want to claim
Endless nights and endless days the same – same

Stomping down the corridors of Freedom
How you hate your chains
Invisible, connected to a past you can’t recall without a name

[ CHORUS ]  This is Memorial Day…

INVISIBLE EYE : [The following is a recording made for David Benedict by his former wingman Big Dog, in the event he ever recovered his blocked memories]

BIG DOG : “Rat Man, this is Big Dog. If you are hearing this message, then you have somehow gained access to the memories the Federation erased, the fact that you are David Benedict, the greatest pilot and friend I ever had the honor and privilege to fly with. You should also remember your wife and son, and your home in Kentucky and all the rest of your life, family and friends. I leave you this message in the hope that you will forgive me for my part in this abomination, for surely you realize by now that all of us have been dead for 100’s of years. War makes animals of us all, David and from the bottom of my heart know that I am truly sorry. I love you, and after your ship crashed and burned, I looked after your boy, and you will be proud to know what a fine, honorable man he turned out to be. In your box containing your medals of commendation, there is a micro disc attached to the back of your medal of honor. It contains all of the photographs and video I could get my hands on before you left for the stars. I hope they bring you some solace in this time of need, old friend. May God be with you, and may God have mercy on my soul…”
( * This content only available @ http://www.cyborg.daveryder.com/under-the-iceberg/ )

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Dust

I’m viewing a pale reflection of us
Recorded Lord knows how long ago
I stare at the screen remembering us

All of our love has turned to dust… All of our love…

[CHORUS]
Ashes ashes we all fall down…Ashes ashes we all fall down…

My mind is a wreck approaching a crux
Falling beyond the grounds I know
Obsessively watching us never monotonous
All of our life has burned to dust

[CHORUS]

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