Impaster - Cynic & the Sunrise I — SANCTUARY WEST RECORDS

“History defeats us all”

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All “***Impaster***” albums were recorded on a portable Korg 1600 MKII in random basements & garages 2003-2008 & finally released in 2020

All songs written, performed and produced by Robert LaSalle except "Allegories" with Luke Freeman playing drums

Album art by Megan Kelley

During the 2020 lockdown, the artist released these 2003-2008 teenage mixes as Impaster:

(2003-2004) FRIDGE BUZZING

(2004-2005) CYNIC & THE SUNRISE I

(2004-2005) CYNIC & THE SUNRISE II (acoustic)

(2006-2007) ROOTS OF PARADISE I

(2006-2007) ROOTS OF PARADISE II (acoustic)

(2008) LOVE IS NOT AS BLIND AS ME

BITTERSWEET AND BABY BLUE

There's a bridge over water in a town on a hill

It fits us all without a splash or a spill

There's much too many lives to fill

Too modest and stable for a town on a hill

So when a man decides to jump

He sacrificed a swim

His humble beginnings

His bittersweet end

The bittersweet, we welcome you

And it's the last breath of mankind

It's the price you pay for protection

It’s reprimanded and re-elected

It's natural selection

It's finalized

Nothing more and nothing less

Who's the trendsetter?

Who cares

The end and what's left?

Who's the worst at what they do?

It doesn't matter who's best

It’s the last one standing

Is the last one standing, I guess

It's a game without objective

It's war in seven sections

Don't give us the answers between the lines

We live to ask the questions

If I’m the last one standing

I’m the last one standing, I might

If I’m the last one standing

Then I won't come home tonight

If I’m the last one standing

I’m the last one standing, I might

If I’m the last one standing

Then I won't come home tonight

Sleeping through the battles

And concealing all the weapons

And I never could imagine

Watching hell inside of heaven

It's the good times

Waking up and fleeing far from anything

And everything you’ve ever known

And anything you’d ever known

It's a game without objective

It's war in seven sections

Don't give us the answers between the lines

We live to ask the questions

If I’m the last one standing

I’m the last one standing, I might

If I’m the last one standing

Then I won't come home tonight

If I’m the last one standing

I’m the last one standing, I might

If I’m the last one standing

Then I won't come home

I won't come home

No I won’t come

No I won’t be home

Tonight

Who’s who, baby blue?

The last one standing

Is the last one standing is you

YUR HIS LUST, SEE LOVING IN GOD

Competing with the best of them

Admiring all that once was

There's no way to stop the rest

Or maybe there is, but no one does

The past is on a plaque

We watched the cities fall

Knowledge is an artifact

History defeats us all

Us all

Fend for you

I'll fend for myself

The smoke will only burn your eyes

Free yourself into my hell

You've only begun to touch the fire

Fend for you

I'll fend for myself

The smoke will only burn your eyes

Free yourself into my hell

You've only begun to touch the fire

Fend for yourself

I'll fend for myself

The smoke will only burn your eyes

Free yourself into my hell

You've just begun to touch the fire

SETTLE FOR LESS

Heaven is a mountain

If hell is just a hill

I’m here for answers

I’m here to kill or be killed

What’s this you say?

I’m in a valley

What good is this to me?

I’m climbing, getting tired

I’ve stopped to rest beneath a tree

So, yes might settle for less

And build a castle on this hill

If it doesn't make me stronger

Then it's bound to make me ill

And it's bound to make me ill

I’ll settle for less

I’ll never ask for more

And I’ll never be the best

I’ll settle for less

Incompetent excuses

Call me lazy if you wish

The Cynic and The Sunrise

The product of someone else’s eyes

I’m free to do whatever I want and so are you

And so are you

Revisions and sadists and crud in your head

I’ve come clean, I’m Godspeed, and I’d rather be dead

Don’t surrender, don't decay, don't be shun from the day

Can you feel it? It’s real

It can blow you away

Fuck your dreams

Fuck your fortune and that sparkle in her eye

Fuck your "feelings inside”

Fuck all four stable lives

Do I pray for this sentiment?

Is this not what won’t hit me?

My prayers do have answers and they're all 50/50

I’ll settle for less

I’ll never ask for more

And I’ll never be the best

I’ll settle for less

Incompetent excuses

Call me lazy if you wish

The Cynic and The Sunrise

The product of someone else’s eyes

The Cynic rides west

The grains of salt have turned to seas

The Cynic breathes his own disease

And The Sun won't set if I keep riding east

The Sun won't set if I keep riding east, eh?

Wouldn’t it be great if we all died and God said

"Haha life's a game

And now you're all dead

You’ll all rot in the ground with

Men, women and kids

You’ll decay for days and days and then

I’ll turn you into sin”

“What’s sin, you ask?

Why haven't you begun to read the book?

I gave it to dear Constantine

And never had a second look

Yes, your purpose for being here on earth

Is for our amusement

I didn't want the game to end

The devil couldn't use it”

I’ll settle for less

I’ll never ask for more

And I’ll never be the best

I’ll settle for less

Competent excuse:

I said I’d never be the best

I said I’d settle for less

No, no, no, no

Settle for less

I’ll never be free to be

THE DISTANCE

When the day's at end

Fortune is your future

Do you have the aim?

Time is a wasting away

Day's at end

Your fortune is your future

Do you have the aim?

Time is wasting away

You got the distance

Do have the aim?

Count the hours

Til the days at end

Got the distance

Do have the aim?

Count the hours

Til the days at end

Got the distance

Do have the aim?

Count the hours

Til the days at end

Got the distance

Do have the aim?

Count the hours

Til the days at end

LOVE THE NIGHT

Un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq

When the world is in a day

I’ll be in a dream

When the world is wide awake

I’ll be fast asleep

If two blue moons are twice a year

Then something's bound to keep us here

Love the night with me

If you're angry on an afternoon

My love stands before you

Love the night with me

When the moon has stepped above

Love the night with me

Breach into The Sun

It beats the life from me

I can't live forever, babe

I need your light on sunny days

Love the night with me

Wait until forever's done

We’ll never need to see The Sun

Love the night with me

MIDNIGHT ACCUMULATION

Midnight is the hour

Words won't be devoured

Actions won't speak at all

Which leaves him to his thoughts

Free of thought, opinionated

Precision, religion, and education

Science, art, and the law of man

Free of thought, free at hand

Fruitful is the human race

Savage or a blank slate

The present without the past is lame

But fruitful is the human race

The center of imagination

Is midnight accumulation

Midnight is the hour

Words won't be devoured

Actions won't speak at all

Which leaves him to his thoughts

The center of his imagination

Is midnight accumulation

The suspicion of God and his realization

If he didn't exist, well we’d have to make him

Democracy and liberation

Liberty and immaculation

The lesser power is the lesser nation

Democracy and liberation!

The center of imagination’s

Midnight accumulation

Midnight is the hour

Words won't be devoured

Actions won't speak at all

Which leaves him to his thoughts

The political animal lives and dies

His thoughts of political and religious lies

He who's taught what he believes

Is no more than what he seems to be

Midnight is the hour

Words won't be devoured

Actions won't speak at all

Which leaves him to his thoughts

Midnight is the hour

When words won't be devoured

Midnight is the hour

BAD APPLES

(No lyrics)

IT'LL ALL COME BACK

You’s the law man

You says what's is true

But your morals still stuffed

Deep inside of you

You’ve covered them up

With your bloodstained hands

And stomped out the ashes

In every other man

I could wash your brain too

It needs the cleanse

But I choose not to fuck you

To make amends

Take your hand off the book

And lift it to your head

You were born with integrity

Now you're better off dead

Take it all away

It’ll all come back someday

If what you say is true

It’ll all come back on you

Civilized now

No more savages in cages

Only oppressed desires

And fat middle ages

Steel-toe battles

With guns and knives

All the good folks are lawyers

With fat housewives

Think twice

Before you really know what's good

And if you think you're better

You probably shouldn't

Who’s the judge? Who’s the jury?

And who's here to endorse them?

Where’s the baby blue peasants

You pay to enforce them?

Take it all away

It’ll all come back someday

If what you say is true

It’ll all come back on you

All of those things I plan to do

The only one in my way is you

Take it all away

It’ll all come back someday

If what you say is true

It’ll all come back on you

LIE

Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie

Lie

Secrets always fall apart

I feel it, but I know it’s gone

Is it me or is it someone else?

I need you, but you’ll never know

I need to make you understand

Without you I’ll be better off

Be better off in my head

Without you I’ll take on the world

Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie

I’ll take the long way out

And I’ll be lonely one

Forever now

Lie

Rest of my, my life

I met the weirder side

Sunrise, The Sunrise, The Sunrise

You met The Sunrise

Born from the wind of a warm summer sky

It rained all day, and it poured all night

ALLEGORIES

In seas of free

We can't release

Allegories change the proof

And murder's coming through the roof

You might find a wholesome surprise through

Our lives our sealed

In harmony

Allegories change the proof

And murder's coming through the roof

And you might find a wholesome surprise

Murder’s coming through the roof

Can I get mine?

Murder’s coming through the roof

WASH IT AWAY

It never comes, it never goes

Living in a glass, can't make it alone

Second class citizens sucking his toes

Plastic laughs can't hold your own

I’m here to show you how

Throw it away, can't say it aloud

Got to keep it a secret in a season's scorn

Pick it up astray in a thunderstorm

Never dies it never grows

Living in a glass can't make it alone

Make it intense it never goes

Plastic laughs on a telephone, on a telephone

I’m here to show you how

Throw it away, can't say it aloud

Got to keep it a secret in its scorn

Have to wash it away in a thunderstorm

Wash it away, wash it away

Hold up secrets, spills, and thrills

Got sixty more years to be killed or be killed

It never comes it never goes

Living in a glass and all alone

I’m here to show you how

now now now

I’m here to show you how

Wash it away, wash it away

There it goes

There goes your home

ENCEPHALON

Can’t think if I’m not thinking about anything