The Great Repression

by Black Hole Zion

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The Great Repression tells a story that is rooted in far-fetched science fiction and reality simultaneously. Astral projection, time travel, alternate realities, and outer space all exist inside a narrative that is simultaneously misanthropic and compassionate, pessimistic and hopeful. It's a deep concept album that is meant for fans of science fiction, metal, industrial, and electronic music. It's also a casual listen for those that like heavy music that grooves.

The physical release includes a deluxe booklet with album art and lyrics as well as a digital download and streaming via Bandcamp.

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released August 4, 2017

Mark: vocals, programming, keyboards/piano, additional instruments
Ryan: guitar, programming
George: drums, additional programming
Corey: bass, SFX

All songs written by Mark and Ryan, lyrics by Mark
except All-American Violation, written by Mark and Jonathan
(ASCAP) All rights reserved. Lyrics reprinted by permission.

Produced by Mark
Recorded by Mark and George
Mixed by Terry "I Am The Liquor" Smith
Mastered by Terry and Mark

Cover illustration by J. Hicks, cover layout by Mark
Art for tracks 5 and 8 by J. Hicks
Art and layout for track 3 by Sarah G.
Art for track 4 by Natalie
Art for tracks 1, 2, 6, 7, and 9 by Mark
Original paintings for tracks 6 & 7 by Hieronymus Bosch
Art for CD jewel case by Ryan and Mark
All source space images courtesy of NASA

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Black Hole Zion was formed when Mark began writing two different series of songs simultaneously. One set followed a particular narrative, and was much more based in rock music. The other set was vastly different electronic music. BHZ is not quite a solo project, but more a collective. While Mark is responsible for the vision, anyone involved is free and encouraged to contribute. ... more

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Track Name: I Dream of Infinite Space
This is what it feels like to be free. I feel like I might be able to push myself out into everything. This is amazing.

I’m in between worlds. Happy? I don’t think I ever really knew what this would feel like. Not so much the power of it all, but the AWARENESS. I feel like I’m in so many places at once. Present, past, future, and some things I can’t even describe well. I’m not tied to anything. Maybe my body, but I’m not ready to give that up yet.

It’s getting stronger too, that blue-green light. The more I branch out, the more energy I collect. What? Solutions to problems I didn’t even know existed. Quantum mechanics and the inner workings of the human mind? Trans-dimensional teleportation and the creation of energy?! The architectural plan for an entire universe of parallel beings?

I’m starting to feel everyone now. More people I know and don’t know. More pain and a red-black energy. What am I picking up now? If I don’t have this, I can’t have that. If I’m not doing this, then I’m not a success. Click, click, flash, flash. Let’s try that for a self worth template instead.
I’m starting to have a hard time keeping it all in check. The balance is shifting. I’m starting to panic. I can’t handle it. It’s like they’re all sucking the life out of me. Pulling me down.

Did you ever think about taking some initiative and being a little more than….this? What do you think you are, anyway? Every. Single. Drainer. I can’t take it.

It’s gone. It’s gone. Everything I worked for is gone, and not a single one of you has any clue. That fast, and now, nothing. I’m panicking. It’s all gone. I don’t feel anything but a vacuum now. How am I going to get it back?
Track Name: The Letdown
You all are drainers and I cannot help but blame you
For sucking me back to your worthless, pointless eye of death
You have it all, I'll have it all if I just- buy, buy, buy
Now I'm forgetting everything that's ever happened to me

I- am the space and I have always been
But now all- I am's erased
I've been let down by this reality

For every day I tolerate that mass gets bigger still
It's killing me, they're killing me. I want to kill myself
I have it all, you'll have it all if I just- die, die, die
There's nothing here, you're over there and now we're all dead

I- am the space and I have always been
But now all- I am's erased
I've been let down by this reality
Track Name: 8-Bit Rage
I proclaim everything you do is dead
Remarkable marketing, "soulytical" dread
Looking to tomorrow but stopping the start
Would it be so bad if you didn't wake up?
Did I have something to say to you?
You never had it together, you never had a clue.
I'm now something I can't contain.
How can I deal with this 8 bit rage?

I don't want the end of the world, no.
I want the end of the universe

You started it. I am the end of it.
That's something they can't comprehend
They think we're crazy and asking for help
As I sit here and talk to myself
Did I have something to say to you?
I've become pixelated and oh so crude
I'm now something you can't explain
You cannot deal with this 8 bit rage

I'm gonna lose it. It's time to implode. There's nothing left, it's just like a black hole.

I don't want the end of the world, no.
I want the end of the universe
I don't want the end of the world, no.
I want the end of the universe
Track Name: This Equation is Null
Unstable existence-I'm phasing in and out of everything I knew
The physics of resistance- a mind and a body split in two
You could not control yourself-now what's left, what's left of...
Is running around and this isn't how to unravel all of the meaning

Where do I start and where did I end
Cause zero's a number too
Science can't help me and neither can god
You hate me as Jupiter and I'm a burned out Sun

And when nothing is real
Everything has a voice
This equation is null

I am isolated-stimulation is absurd at this point
Don't get too close or you will lose your existence- this place is dead and no one can fix it
How could I control myself?
There's nothing left, it doesn't make sense.
And when you are the only one, where is the explanation?

Where do I start and where did I end
Cause zero's a number too
Science can't help me and neither can god
You hate me as Jupiter and I'm a burned out Sun

And when nothing is real
Everything has a voice
This equation is null

All this, worthless-All this, worthless-All this is worthless unused potential

Hate-never gonna be never gonna feel never gonna be anything but nothing
All this disgusts me
Tesseract outside, inside, I've died, it doesn't matter ever
It's on every level of existence
Addition everyday one day I get the feel of something nothing, nothing is all around me
I work this way, that way, every way, no way. I keep determining
This is equation is, this equation is, this equation is.....

The end of me is the end of you.
Track Name: The Utterly Dismal Theorem and the Formation of a New Universe
How many improvements can be made?
And why would you even want to try?
The end result is not relief
It’s expansion of equilibrium

This will never, come together
Oh, it’s time to get out now
This will never, heat death or free
It’s starting over and we still don’t know what’s real

Formation and recombination
Let there be light
The dark ages’ re-ionization
The armor of your “Khrist”

This will never, come together
Oh, it’s time to get out now
This will never, heat death or free
It’s starting over and we still don’t know what’s real


This will never come together
Oh, it’s time to get out now
This will never-heat death or freeze
It’s starting over now and we still won’t know what’s real

All we care about is money
When was the last time that you believed?
In something other than a dollar bill
Or a blip flashing religion on a screen

This will never, come together
Oh, it’s time to get out now
This will never, heat death or free
It’s starting over and we still don’t know what’s real
Track Name: All-American Violation
Minimum to maximum-how we ever gonna catch up to them?
Distorted, aborted, and part of the plan
Reverse econometry to take from your hand
We've got drugs coming over the airwaves
And I have never ever seen it this bad
3 seconds, 2 seconds, 1 second, none
It's never gonna happen if it doesn't get done

Counting down the hours
Realize your whole life's been rehearsed
The American Dream has gone too far
You're living anonymity
These are your dreams, this is what's wrong
It's been far too long
I have seen the end. I have seen the end

Maximum to maximum-They don't want anyone up to them
Abundant, complacent, fell into their hands
Let the bible-thumping-fear-monger-fuckers begin
We've got gods coming over the airwaves
And I have never ever seen it this bad
3 seconds, 2 seconds, 1 second, none
It's never gonna happen if it doesn't get done

Counting down the hours
Realize your whole life's been rehearsed
The American Dream has gone too far
You're living anonymity
These are your dreams, this is what's wrong
It's been far too long
I have seen the end. I have seen the end

Maximum to minimum-You won't be happy till you're one of them
I hate it, I hate it. I want it to end
It's all a mistake you make again and again
We've got lies coming over the airwaves
And I have never ever seen it this bad
3 seconds, 2 seconds, 1 second, none
It's never gonna happen if it doesn't get done

Counting down the hours
Realize your whole life's been rehearsed
The American Dream has gone too far
You're living anonymity
These are your dreams, this is what's wrong
It's been far too long
I have seen the end. I have seen the end
Track Name: Secrets of Time Travel
He cut out pieces of their brains
A doctor only by the name
He was my savior that was true
I found his light, then it was…


Ooh…how'd you fake it?
Ooh...they weren't made in...
Ooh...I can't stay here
Tearing through all I don't know

What are the secrets of time travel and
How do you exist on more than one plane?
I keep trying to figure this out.
You can never die when you’re in more than one place

Experiments aren’t always safe
I told myself they were to blame
Religion, science, actor - fake
Unbalanced clouded then I….

Ooh…how'd you fake it?
Ooh...they weren't made in...
Ooh...I can't stay here
Tearing through all I don't know

What are the secrets of time travel and
How do you exist on more than one plane?
I keep trying to figure this out.
You can never die when you’re in more than one place
Track Name: Trapped in the Center of an Unstable Loop
Wire and light mangled inside of
Teeth and skin
"Cinesanitizing" focus
I’ll never know when
Written spoken nothing’s working
Random automatic reign
I can’t stick to my repulsion
Let me out, let me in

I’m alive in you.
At the end of a string that’s a rope that I’ll use and I’ll use and I’ll use
I’m only happy when I am inside of you

Wait! There’s more. I’ve got something else for you in store. When everything stops, just keep punching that clock. We’ve got endless needs and endless greed to feed. So keep being a slave and bleed for this machine.
They’ve got incentives. They’re so inventive. It’s all face-AIDS-rape-guns and pixel-fear protection
What’s on my mind? We’re dead and blind. I’m guilty, you’re guilty. I’ll die for great reception.

Organic code corrupted folds and
The strength of the end
With the proper guidance baby
You’ll sink, they’ll swim
Writing in seductive sequence
I’m all the way, way
Anything can be repulsive
Just let him have his say

I’m alive in you.
At the end of a string that’s a rope that I’ll use and I’ll use and I’ll use
I’m only happy when I am inside of you


Trapped in the center of an unstable loop


Step into the liar’s chamber
Unknown false limbs
I’ve got everything you needed
Let me out to let me in

I’m alive in you.
At the end of a string that’s a rope that I’ll use and I’ll use and I’ll use
I’m only happy when I am inside of you

Right there! Stop. That’s the sound of a ticking clock. Then there’s another and another all on someone else’s time. We’ve got so many layers. They’re different and the same heads. The snake that eats itself can’t eat anything else. Ouroboros has the code
Track Name: Transdimensional Stellar Autopsy
All alone the search for all alone
And oh wow oh what a way to go out
The making of a third dimension safe house
Nobody can hear you shout

What did we look like in the future?
Was there a way to be sure?
I never wanted to be open
If none of them could be cured

Finally a way to the open
Finally a way to see
Finally a crack in the dementia
A stellar autopsy

I’m getting over I’m getting over
I’m coming over I’m coming over

Finally a way to the open
Finally a way to see
Finally a crack in the dementia
A stellar autopsy

When you open an isolated center
Don’t be surprised when everything shuts down
You can’t save a place with a replacement
The nerve endings are all dead now

Why did you think you were above this?
Nothing ever escapes
Is this dimension any different?
You’re still being crushed by the weight

Finally a way to the open
Finally a way to see
Finally a crack in the dementia
A stellar autopsy

I’m getting over I’m getting over
I’m coming over I’m coming over

Everything I feel I feel is dead
Everything I feel I feel is new
Everything I feel I feel is dead
All inside collapsing onto you
Everything I feel I feel is dead
Everything I feel I feel for you
Everything I feel I feel is dead
Nothing matters I send this to you