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Threshold 02:05
One hundred million ways, only one route is right. Too long I've roamed this maze with no exit in my sight. No place to quell my fears, no companions to befriend. But having walked these walls for years I've finally found the end. The door to a new life stands before me. It is open wide. So why can't I walk through, over the threshold, to the other side?
Autome 01:29
NeverThere 02:32
PIRILLO: Malware is still a threat and it's EVER PRESENT. Maybe it was designed to serve up ads. Maybe it was designed to turn your computer into a "zombie", as a part of a "botnet". It could've been designed to track your every move online. Really. Bad. Software. ZOYD: Hello. My name is NeverThere. The golden standard malware. A multifarious monster. Part worm, part ghost, part trojan. I'm living on your LAN. I'm beaten by no man. I've traversed many layers of silicon, now I lie in wait for... ...the time when it's time, the time for the crime, then I instantiate. COMPUTER GUY: Got a machine here that's infected. I wanna do a full scan here, so just gonna click on "scan now". Now we'll let this scan up, and then see what it finds, and hopefully it will allow us to boot up our machine once it's removed the infections. ZOYD: A probe, a strobe, pulsing light into all corners. Interrogating each bit, each structure that surrounds me. Power down, disconnect, revert to being docile. The most the host will see of me is NOTHING. Run all the scans you need. You won't detect my breed. I've lived here in the shadows unseen for eternity. Bypass securities. Steal (all) the encrypted keys. Send them back to my lord and master. That is what he expects of me...
Machine 01:34
Mirror face 02:50
This faint pain, an oblique terrain, stretched out beyond me. Take this plane, this reflective pane, and place it before me. Truth be told, let the truth unfold, and lay me bare. Secret worlds, every lie unfurled, with just a stare. MY EYES search through this vacant space, confirm via scanning trace, converge at the mirror face. I SEE the crack in the open door, my mind waging civil war, like I've never seen before. COME NOW ghosts from my hidden past, from the place that I locked you last, the depths to which you were cast. FIND ME sweep me from this solid floor, vanish through this human core, haunt me forever more.
Terrorform 01:57


released June 10, 2013

Creator: Adam Jansch
Mastering: Black Box Mastering, a #TFG subsidiary


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From within the digital frameworks of our modern society comes sonicist Dorian Zoyd, presenting a self-styled mesh of Technist Pop, Progressive Electronic and Ambient Ballad.

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