Access Code

by Deconstructing Sequence

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Can This Even Be Called Music? Access Code, seems to follow the trend established by their debut EP last year: it’s harsh, it’s extreme, it’s good, but it’s short!
Review: Favorite track: A Habitable World Is Found.
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Deconstructing Sequence – „Access Code” EP 2014

Recording line-up:
Tiberius – guitars, bass, vocals
Morph – vocals, synth and programming
J Nerexo (Shadows Land) – drum arrangements and performance

Guitars, bass and vocals recorded at Isolatedsound Studio, January 2014
Drums recorded and produced at Monroe Sound Studio, April 2014
Co-produced, mixed and mastered at Monroe Sound Studio by Arkadiusz “Aro” Jabłoński, June 2014

Logo design by AC

Deconstructing Sequence plays Artimus Guitars


released July 17, 2014



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Deconstructing Sequence Taunton, UK

After split-up of Northwail the ways of Extreme Progressive Art continue under a new name: Deconstructing Sequence performs music inspired by extreme metal bands (i.e. Emperor, Akercocke), progressive and avantgarde groups (i.e. Dodheimsgard, Aborym ) and post-rock music (i.e. God is an Astronaut), creating a mix of technique, atmosphere and brutality that we like to call EXTREME PROGRESSIVE ART ... more

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Track Name: A Habitable World Is Found
Four thousand years on the way to find new home
Journey across the ocean of stars
Sacrifice of strength and will
Faith in worlds that lay ahead
As years go by paradigms shift
Nothing is familiar anymore

Cold scented walls of this spaceship tomb
Are my curse
Are my home
Fiddling with death too many times before
Thinking I can be the one
To survive enmazed in core
And all the wonders being promised
Made me believe in salvation star
An astral body of perfect bright
Casting through vacuum to nourish life

Approaching habitable zone
New course at 5-3-0-9
Course correction -10 degrees
Course correction completed
Preparing to take a stationary orbit
Multiple solar flares detected
Environmental scanners activated
Oxygen readings normal
Surface temperature 12 Celsius degrees
Planet seems habitable

Starfields so far away
Pale dots outside the glass
And now the greatest warmth comes
From the yellow bringer of
Life inside me

Landing pod engaged
Preparing communication check
All protocols online
Preparing communications checks
Landing pod report
Mothership, this is landing pod power levels are nominal, preparing system check
Landing pod this is mothership we hear you loud and clear,
Report on basic life support systems
Oxygen flow nominal
Both tanks at 100%
Air filtering nominal
Hull integrity at 100%
Landing pod you are clear to go
Prepare for launching
3.. 2.. 1.. engage

Landing pod can you read me, what’s your status?
Mothership we are undertaking basic atmospheric readings
Analysis in progress
Oxygen level normal
Air composition earth-like, breathable
No biological contamination detected
Ultraviolet radiation index at 4.5
Mothership I think this is it
I confirm, a habitable world is found
I repeat, a habitable world is found

This is chapter two
Just another stage of exile
With our message left behind
Infrasonics telling stories of the worlds
Audible noise carrying sounds from unknown
Track Name: We Have The Access Code
We are on the journey
Its reason almost forgotten
Just another escape
We’re trying to forge into victory
And winter finally came
A gust of cold wind
In our solar sail
Between the stars
A puny bubbles of air
Fragile giants of steel
On uncertain way
Between the stars
Against oddities of space
Clouds where stars are born
The sights you’d never believe
We went for wonders
To great for us to perceive
There’s no such thing as luck
No fortunate turn of events
We navigate on our own
Through stars

Prisoner of stillness
Ancient creator of wormholes
Watching over
Splitting timespace
Reversing the equation
Impossible to turn
Weaver of stillness
Ancient sculptor
Splitting timespace
Reversing the equation
Impossible to turn

We have the access code
To survive
Channel the stream of life
We have the access code
Forged in minds
Holding the key
We went where you’ve never been

This place so cold
Wretched faith
Left here alone
Turning to rot
This place so cold
Cursed in steel tomb
By loftiness and pride
Wandering these wastelands of dead stars and hollowness
Enchanted by glow of galaxies
Spread like sand over one’s hand
Listening to nothing but dead silence
We went where you’ve never been

Directing all power to core
Shut down non-vital systems
Subtravel mode on
Bring navigation online
Nav system awaiting for commands
Initiate explorer protocol
Permission to go
Permission granted

We have the access code
To survive
Channel the stream of time
We have the access code
Forged in minds
Holding the key
We went where you’ve never been

The shortest way leads from point to point
Against the fabric of time and space
With key encased in form of the equation
With symbols derived from ancient cosmic noise
Crystalized in infrasonic cries of the black hole

In the vast cold of space
We shape our own fate
There’s only our perseverance
And no friendly beacons ahead
There’s no such thing as luck
No fortunate turn of events
We navigate on our own
Between the stars