Quantifier - Panacea (Visualizer)

Official video for 'Panacea' by Quantifier


LYRICS:

Their waiting room was a tesseract
harboring newly dead,
entreating all starry-eyed and
unaware of the deal we've made
with these atavistic archetypes abducting our fate.
They operate
with hyperbolic technology,
miraculously sung from the
gaian womb into being,
to invade the navel of man.

All hail our mother - undo.
Tied supine to a bed of light,
spine entwined,
I'm exorcised by the eyes aligned in flight.

They're probing to integrate
in entheogenic soul surgery -
the undiscerned
from this repressed unconscious
suturing a seamless return.

God.
They operate
with hyperbolic technology,
miraculously sung from the
gaian womb into being,
to invade the navel of man.

All hail our father - renew.
Tied supine to a bed of light,
I'm incised, and enshrined in high design.

When spoken, the word creates
in this theosophical interplay.
But when heard, I witness rest manifest,
assuring my seamless return.

Learn the word encrypted in the elixir,
instructing insectile scalpels to
sculpt our subliminal worlds.
Pay attention during the operation.
The patient patients will endure ascension.
You will learn.

Perturbed and yearning to earn my return
on the burning gurney to
ride the gyrating hallway,
I'm learning the word to purge
and be wrapped in ultimate fabric
for the fantastical abstraction that they're always
speaking about when they embalm me.
I am bestriding the lining
between the seam of dream
and our supreme being.
As habitable order is
molded of formless void,
a mandalic doorway opens to
primordial organization...
insane.

In whisper
they welcome me
to my I-ectomy,
enacting a sublime
paradigm's becoming.

Written on the walls
in this hall
of deities,
is the word emanating as
pure geometry.
Appalling procedures
in utter harmony -
uttered in harmony,
they donate their speech,
transplanting me.


CREDITS:

Edited by Jake Robinson
Footage by Troy Misita
Animations by Jake Robinson