[april 15. 2022]
NEW ALBUM:
ALONE: "HOURGLASS ESCAPEE"



limited numbered edition CD [glass mastered] in hand made packaging + digital on Tonal Shifts, Croatia.

listen and buy here.
this album has been concieved as a follow up to AEON WAVE. it's been in [cryogenically slow] development since 2007, until it was suddenly finalised in 2020/2021. 14 apocalyptic maximalist electronica songs speculating on the existence outside time and various possible apocalypse scenarios. it's clocking in around a traditional double album's length.

track 12 features a guest appearance of my very dear Hans Christa Karte on vocals.
sleeve artwork and manufacturing by Nieuw NDG
mastering by Miro P.
music and lyrics, voice and electronics by n. vitković
thanks to IV/AN, Hans, Miro, Lucia Udvardyová

official video for the song 'kost':


tracklist:
1. double doubt
2. clockroom
3. kost
4. no direct way to heaven
5. larva
6. metrics are obsolete
7. ulazak u nepoznato
8. wordless scream
9. 10^-12
10. the quest
11. pamti me
12. dominion of fractal
13. to whom it may concern
14. autolikvidacija psihozoika

~~~
LYRICS
~~~

DOUBLE DOUBT

as the night falls
can you claim
sun will rise again?

can you claim
without a doubt to
know my true name?

in your heart
do you feel that i
also have one?

in your mind
is there a doubt about the
doubt in my mind?

in your gut
do you claim i'm not
just an illusion?

in your heart
and in your brain
can you realy claim?

deep in your heart do you
even feel that my
love is real?

tell it to my heart before it's gone
tell it to my heart before the end of the song

some day sun will pass away
i don't exist is what others say

but if you believe i do
make me believe it too.

~~~

CLOCKROOM

the clocks have rusted
but the pendelums swing again
inside the clockroom

the bell's melodies
awaken mechanics overgrown
to start up the clockroom

the webs are torn, the dust is blown
by wind of time and chiming tone

at his dying hour
clockwatcher persuaded the death
to start up the clockroom
once every million years

so the webs are torn, the dust is blown
by wind of time and chiming tone

beyond death of time
chimes of his clocks persist

~~~

KOST

skelet bez krila
skelet bez
skelet bez krila
skelet bez

skelet bez krila
osta gde pade
slomljene nade
dok smrt se gomila

kosti suplje
dosegnuce nebesa
kost bez koze,
duse, mesa

~~~

NO DIRECT WAY TO HEAVEN

somewhere above this cloud is clarity of heavens
i cannot glimpse at it
as cloud follows my every move
like shadow on the sky

this shield protecting me from clarity i crave is my creation
exoskeleton of soul
built from dead particles

it all depends on economics of soul evaporation

sometimes the rain stops
the cloud runs thin
but never dissapears

there is no way around this
to the light i'm searching for
no direct way to heaven
anymore, anymore

~~~

LARVA

kap po kap vlage
daju mi snagu da savladam
zrno po zrno tla
u gotovo staticnom napredovanju
ka povrsini

iz larve u larvu
ko zna
u sta cu se pretvoriti
ako se izbavim
u bice tla
vode ili vazduha

kap po kap

strpljivo
uporno
zrno po zrno

~~~

METRICS ARE OBSOLETE

with or without
clockwork is still unwound
metrics are obsolete
to pass the time

within without
like sand life runs out
metrics are obsolete
to pass the time

to pass the time
i'll spill the sands from hourglass
along coastline

perhaps
build a castle

~~~

ULAZAK U NEPOZNATO

after a lifetime of searching for escape
from labyrinth of glass
we found a secret door without a sign
and found ourselves free at last
outside the city walls
though it's impossible
strange feeling that we've been here before
so this is sun, this must be wind
this distant line a horizon
what are these monuments?
now that we are here, we must admit
that we never imagined it
exactly like this
with all these giant spheres
and rectangles of light
just when we finally escaped from the common world
it's time for us here to start a new adventure

~~~

WORDLESS SCREAM

whether poet aims to hurt
or his poems are absurd
it's all been said in gibberish of bird
through millenia

whether writer tries to tease
to torment or just to please
words are whisked away by april breeze
when the birds return

whether poet aims to hurt
or his poems are absurd
sparrows sang it best without a word

what poets couldn't squeeze
out of broken heart's debris
nightingales sang with insulting ease

what poets couldn't squeeze
out of broken heart's debris
birds sang with humiliating ease

and the song goes on...

the trick they can't extract
from the nature is abstract
it acts upon us, yet it is no act

cut to the chase
let it all out
clear and loud
loud
wordless scream

~~~

10^-12

piko
zuri u mrak
i ne trepce

on zna
kad-tad
utolice glad

piko
posmatra svet
bez pokreta

i noc
i dan
ceka novi plen

lisajevi, rusevine, magla
negde u tami, kiklopsko oko, zaslepljeno zracenjima talasnih duzina kracih od pikometra
vegetira na gamasintezi dok vreba socniji plen

organizme koje nije ubilo gama zracenje
ubice piko
najopasniji mutant

jer kada poveze nervni sistem na lisajeve, nista u okruzenju sto je vece od bakterije ne moze pobeci njegovoj zaoci ostrine pikometra

oko i zaoka

~~~

THE QUEST

at the dawning of the sixth night of my life
i recall the first night when
the nightmare of my living was begun

fed on icicles and salt from the rocks
to the chant of aging
a lifelong farewell
from my own breed

eternal is the night
of this arcane interrior
and i have been assigned the quest to end it
to unclose the gate to sunlight

on the second night i departed
left no trace behind
bar the scent of boyhood running thin
through spiral corridors, caverns
accross inward terraces
pushed by echoes of chant
of tuition and hope
that grew ever dim

now, weak and old
i have only one night left
and i know i won't make it
i'll rest my bones
like so many had before
on their quest to the gate

damned be the corridors, the caverns
damned the death that governs
damned the chant of hope and of creed
damned be my self for failing my breed
and them be damned for condamning me

at the dawning of the seventh night
i push on, hopeless, all the same
chant is lost in the corridors behind
but it still echoes through my mind:

ako jos uvek sija
po poljima planete

ako jos uvek sija
donesi nam sjaj zvezde

ako jos uvek sija
donesi nam solcence

ako jos uvek sija
donesi nam krak zvezde

~~~

PAMTI ME

odnekud odozdo
sa brsljenom obraslog
lisajem okamenjenog
sveta
cvetova u koje je sav svetski metal zguzvan
dopiru poslednje dve reci

"pamti me"

u ovoj kapsuli nema mesta ni za uspomenu
na staro zlo zavestanje
vreme je da umre zadnji put
jedini trag tog glasa
koji nas prati
je zadnji vapaj

"pamti me"

po mojim cvetovima unistenja
cije si seme sam

svakome svetu na koj krocis
znaj da sadis to seme sam

po boji lisaja i brsljena
ti moje si seme sam

~~~

DOMINION OF FRACTAL

there's tension inside nature from the earliest of times
between all that is chaos and everything that rhymes

these interstellar pillars of primordial creation
in spasms they withdraw their mass, then flash with radiation

worlds grind into nothing as their molecules collide
smashed between the outer void and the vacuum inside

mother chaos blindly tears all symmetry to shreds
preventing the arrival of the crystallizing threats

dominion of fractal is established and commands
fields of force and matter to obey the new demands

align the atoms forever to the perfect lonely grid
to geometrize all life, to constrain and to forbid

there's tension inside nature from the earliest of times
between all that is chaos and everything that rhymes...

~~~

TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN

i don't understand
words and thoughts that come to me
i hear them as a song
a pulse detected in a dream

a sender sang a song
i'm bound to treasure in my mind
and play it on and on
until recepient i find

i hope i'll get accross
the message sent with sympathy
to whom it may concern
"you are a perfect sensation to me"

words like 'you' or 'me'
resound rather personal
sure they're not for me
i am just a messenger
nothing more

things a sender sang
i'm bound to treasure in my head
repeat them on and on and on
until i find recepient

i suffer a funny gift
of intercepting other's thoughts
sent without address
floating inbetween the worlds

i hope i'll get accross
a simple plea for harmony
to whom it may concern

intercepting other's thoughts
floating inbetween the worlds

the message sent with sympathy
to whom it may concern
"you are a perfect sensation to me"

~~~

AUTOLIKVIDACIJA PSIHOZOIKA

ovo je nasa poslednja poruka i nece se ponavljati.
cela nasa civilizacija jednoglasno zakljucuje sledece:
posto smo istrazili zvezdane staze
i proveli vecnost homeostaze
nema potrebe da nastavimo da postojimo.
ne preostaje nam ni jedno iskustvo ili otkrice, znanje ili stanje, koje bismo hteli da dozivimo.
na sva nasa osluskivanja u nadi da cemo sresti razum svetliji od naseg
svemir je ostao nem
i mada verujemo da ce ovu poruku primiti neki razum u nutrini svemira
nemamo vise interesa za komunikaciju sa njim
jer razum smo i sami stekli
i odavno prevazisli.
jednu stvar ipak treba da znate
nikakva determinisanost nije rukovodila nasom civilizacijom
niti odlukom da je ugasimo.
odluka je rezultat nase slobodne volje.
stoga vas ohrabrujemo da nastavite svoje postojanje
i da sami osmislite kako da ga okoncate
ako budete kao mi zakljucili
da kosmos nije stvoren za nas niti mi za njega.
ovo je nasa poslednja poruka i nece se ponavljati.
poruku cete cuti ponovo samo ako gravitacija vasione okrene radio talas i vrati poruku unazad pre nego sto crveni pomak toliko razmakne cestice materije da svaka komunikacija u svemiru postane nemoguca.
a sada
pridruzicemo se tamnoj materiji
kao i nebrojene civilizacije pre nas.