Octavarium, Cette histoire se termine là ou elle à commencé... / This story ends where it began...

« … Un jour, après avoir obtenu une « Clé-tronçonneuse » il coupa les mots en deux, et la lumière apparut… Zioum Zioum The Chainsaw devint alors une femme, une poète, l’illuminée pour ceux qui voit, la folle pour ceux qui ne voit pas. Ce fut un long voyage au travers de l’Univers pour comprendre… qu’à l’Origine, les différences n’existent pas… »

“…One day after getting a "Chainsaw-Key" he cut a word in two parts, and the light appeared ... Zioum Zioum The Chainsaw became a woman, a poet, a crank for those whom see and a mad for those who are blind. It was a long journey across the universe to understand ... at the origin, differences don’t exist…”

Le jour ou je suis mort, Atom heart mother ma emmené dans la lumière
Non, je n’ai pas vu ma vie défilé…
Atom heart mother apparaît selon vos souvenirs
Elle n’a pas d’image fixe, son visage est celui que vous lui donnerai.
Elle nous renifle, nous entoure de ses bras de velours
Elle nous caresse et doucement nous ouvre la voix
Partir ou rester, libre de choix.

Soudainement,
J’ai ouvert les yeux, j’ai repris mon souffle.
La libération de l’âme avait eu lieu
Libre, Je suis née à nouveau
Je devins alors une femme, une poète,
L’illuminée pour ceux qui voit,
La folle pour ceux qui ne voit pas…


The day I died, Atom Heart Mother took me in the light
No, I did not see my life parade ...
Atom Heart Mother is based on your memories
She has no image, Her face is the one you give her.
She sniffs, surrounding you with her velvet arms
She caresses and gently opens the voice
Leave or stay, you're free of choice.

Suddenly
I opened my eyes, I took my breath.
The liberation of the soul happened
Free, I am born again
Then I became a woman, a poet,
A crank for those who see
A mad for those who are blind ...


The spirit carries on - Dream Theater

Where did we come from? Why are we here?
Where do we go when we die? What lies beyond?
And what lay before? Is anything certain in life?

They say "Life is too short" "The here and the now"
And "You're only given one shot" But could there be more
Have I lived before, Or could this be all that we've got?

If I die tomorrow
I'd be alright
Because I believe
That after we're gone
The spirit carries on

I used to be frightened of dying
I used to think death was the end
But that was before
I'm not scared anymore
I know that my soul will transcend

I may never find all the answers
I may never understand why
I may never prove
What I know to be true
But I know that I still have to try

If I die tomorrow
I'd be alright
Because I believe
That after we're gone
The spirit carries on

"Move on, be brave, Don't weep at my grave
Because I'm no longer here
But please never let your memories of me disappear"

Safe in the light that surrounds me
Free of the fear and the pain
My questioning mind, Has help me to find
The meaning in my life again
Victoria's real, I finally feel
At peace with the girl in my dreams
And now that I'm here, It's perfectly clear
I found out what all of this means

Tout a un début, tout a une fin, tout est continuité, tout est logique.
Le cycle, l’origine, la seule loi de l’univers.
Les choses commences là où d’autre se finissent.
Continuer la route.
Ne pas regarder derrière soi.
Ne pas tomber dans l’oublie.
Fermer la porte derrière soi.
Ne pas vivre dans l’illusion du passé.
Ouvrir la porte devant soi.
La porte du futur…

Perdre, c’est l’assurance que quelque chose de nouveau nous sera donné…
Ne pas être effrayé…
Octavarium
Om sri Ganeshia Namah


Everything has a beginning, everything has an end, everything is continuity, is logical.
The cycle, the origin, the only law of the universe.
Things start where others take end.
Continue the road.
Don't look behind.
Don't fall into oblivion.
Close the door behind you.
Don't live in the illusion of the past.
Open the door ahead.
The door of the future...

Losing is the assurance that something new will be given...
Don't be affraid...
Octavarium
Om Sri Ganeshia Namah



Octavarium - Dream Theater

I. SOMEONE LIKE HIM..

I never wanted to become
someone like him so secure
Content to live each day just like the last
I was sure I knew that
this was not for me
And I wanted so much more
Far beyond what I could see
So I swore that I'd
Never be someone like him

So many years have passed
Since I proclaimed
My independance
My mission
My aim
And my vision
So secure
Content to live each day like it's my last
It's wonderful to know
That I could be
Something more than what I dreamed
Far beyond what I could see
Still I swear that I'm
Missing out this time

As far as I could tell
Theres nothing more I need
But still I ask myself
Could this be everything
That all I swore
That I would never be was now
So suddenly
The only thing
I wanted
To become
To be someone just like him

..II. MEDICATE (Awakenings)..

A Doctor sitting next to me
He asks me how I feel
Not sure I understand his questioning
He says I've been away a while
But thinks he has cured me
From a state of catatonic sleep

For 30 years
Where have I been
Eyes open
But not getting through to me

Medicate me
Infiltrate me
Side effects appear
As my conscience slips away

Medicate me
Science failing
Conscience fading fast
Can't you stop what's happening

A higher dosage he prescribes
But there's no guarantee
I feel it starting to take over me
I tell him not to be ashamed
There's no one who's to blame
A second shot
A brief awakening

I feel the relapse
Can't break free
Eyes open
But not getting through to me

Medicate me
Infiltrate me
Side effects appear
As my conscience slips away

Medicate me
Science failing
Conscience fading fast
Can't you stop what's happening

..III. FULL CIRCLE..

sailing on the seven seize the day tripper diem's ready
jack the ripper owens wilson phillips and my supper's ready
lucy in the sky with diamond dave's not here I come to save the
day for nightmare cinema show me the way to get back home
again

Running forward
Falling back
Spinning round and round
Looking outward
Reaching in
Scream without a sound

Leaning over
Crawling up
Stumbling all around
Losing my place
Only to find I've come full circle

flying off the handle with careful with
that axe eugene gene the dance machine
messiah light my fire gabba gabba
hey hey my my generation's home again

Runnig forward
Falling back
Spinning round and round
Looking outward
Reaching in
Scream without a sound

Leaning over
Crawling up
Stumbling all around
Losing my place
Only to find I've come full circle

..IV. INTERVALS..

Our deadly sins feel his mortal wrath
Remove all obstacles from our path

Asking questions
Search for clues
The answer's been right in front of you

Try to break through
Long to connect
Fall on deaf ears and failed muted breath

Loyalty, trust, faith and desire
Carries love through each darkest fire

Tortured Insanity
A smothering hell
Try to escape but to no avail

They call them admirers
Who claim they adore
Drain all your lifeblood while begging for more

Innocent victims of merciless crimes
Fall prey to some madmen's impulsive designs

Step after step
We try controlling our fate
When you finally start living it has become too late

Trapped inside this Octavarium !
Trapped inside this Octavarium !
Trapped inside this Octavarium !
Trapped inside this Octavarium !

..V. RAZOR'S EDGE..

We move in circles
Balanced all the while
On a gleaming razor's edge

A perfect sphere
Colliding with our fate
This story ends where it began...