Released 0n Dec 9, 2005

DigitaL - Focus
1.Drunkunsto0per 2.Pore Knothing 3.Focus(Clean) 4.In the String of It 5.1nside0ut (the room with NO walls) 6.Lolliggag 7.Cindy Vs.ßüÐDÅH 8.That witch is Mandi 9.MistuK UL 10.0ver 2 Soon 11.Lolligag+mandi 12.Sleepless Lie 13.Focus (Extreme & Mean) 14.Tingles 15.L0ll1Gg4G 16.0ver 2 soon (Sub-Straight) 17. Cylence !!!FREE Focus Video!!!
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In The Future we beleive the world w1ll all f4ll v1ct1m to a VIRIS kn0wn 4s C0MUN1C4S10N ___ 4ND FR33 TH0U G |-| | 01000100011010010110011101101001011101000110000101101100 The up and coming Iteli-techno, visceral, over-stimulating Resourceful, throbbing, funky, digital degradation of what traditional artistic composition is a mish-mosh of Panhandled sounds, strings & disturbances Present a beautifully sound scaped mosaic Of thought provoking musical experiences digitally aligned and digitally graphted so every time I sneeze digital comes out Digital now brings you the the follow up of the debut release “Demise". In this release digital has produced an entirely new flavor of music to be added to the archives of digitallia. In "Focus" you will find stomping good beats like "Sleepless Lie" and "Pore Knothing" along with groovy tracks such as "Lolliggag" or Sensually slow & seductive "Inside Out" as well as deeply meaningful Poetical style orchestrated with impeccable precision and unbelievably natural sounding techno, The New Cd "Focus" was released on December 9th 2005 Lyrics For Focus Focus by: Timothy Fehr & Matthew Fehr won't even focus just to see my sign so i leave you behind though locust eat your inside won't even focus just to see my sign so i leave you behind though locust eat your mind won't even focus just to see my sign so i leave you behind though locust eat your inside won't even focus just to see my sign so i leave you behind though locust eat your mind the sign in the sky that blinds your eyes is mine open wide your mind with mine peer inside to find this hopeless hocus pocus focus while I smoke this keep it loaded Darken Ex-Mortis Eclipse Apocalypse release disease on the streets Witch spread like a plague infect your body through your head to your legs my time is come the ritual has begun spilling the blood of the chosen ones done The edge of tolerance won't even focus just to see my sign so i leave you behind though locust eat your inside won't even focus just to see my sign so i leave you behind though locust eat your mind won't even focus just to see my sign so i leave you behind though locust eat your inside won't even focus just to see my sign so i leave you behind though locust eat your mind MystuK UL By: Timothy Fehr nasty as a machine like a toy an as i now worship a guy who's name is misstook why why as i wished and as i now shudder a guy who's name is misstook as i now shudder a guy who's name is mistook as i now shudder a guy who's name is mistuk as i now shudder a guy who's name is mistook like as if his name is misstook Sleepless Lie By: Timothy Fehr I’m in the house of the open children Shards of faces flicker fleeting Scratch the furniture beating Control the fuzzy troll Fade out Fade in Begin Please and pleasure Please and pleasure Gone to far It’s far to worth fighting for Consensual Grip rip rape What’s this fighting for? Bore a hole as battle scar Broken worth fighting for Open bleeding waiting Recanting Wanting Not Finding pit You won’t make much of anything Now Will you I am sleepless I find my shelf on a self Back far to far from where I’ve begun I sleep less lie You my whole life The table and the knife We sat trance fixed Finding a fix Where tables lies Annex you my eyes I sleepless lie My life in our hands Wake less watching On high Bonding Absconding And reuniting in unison The cup Pours Internal Instant Eternal Instant insane in my memory I can’t remember me Where have I been bleeding? Where have I been seeing? I grip, rip, rape, rip, rip, rape I can’t remember when so I remember fake My vacant open glaring eyes towards you so blue And back to you I hope you remember this I mean I hope you forget It’s turned all to shit Lolligag By: Timothy Fehr I got my blackheart on a stick, would you care to have a lick Got your blood on my lips, I know you'd love a sip of this I taste your slit wrist, so I can give you this I’ll take you all the way, and make you rue the day Thought you could mess with You never mess with Thought you could mess with You never mess with Thought you could mess with You never mess with Thought you could Mess with me I see you sliding' back to see me sucking stitches not today I see you waiting on the wanters and preying on your prey See you playing with the people and watching every move I guess no one ever told you there's nothing left to loose But still you’re waiting on the wanters and preying on the prey I told you when you take them you'll always have to say Thought you could mess with You never mess with Thought you could mess with You never mess with Thought you could mess with You never mess with Thought you could I see you bleeding from these holes on these places in the park Think your going a little crazy seeing' faces in the dark Seeing' people you remember, there faces I can see Sometimes I really wish, I wish it wasn't me But still these faces my mind it's hard to define Sometimes I think these thoughts; I think they don't come from my mind Thought you could mess with You never mess with Thought you could mess with You never mess with Thought you could mess with You never mess with Thought you could -Lolligag continued Written by Mandi Here I huddle crouching fetal Suck a heart shaped lollipop Try to get my brain to stop screaming Things that I can see with my minds eye Made me wish for blindness Things I have invited in to feed these visions Calmly feed themselves on me I bite down sharply Heart break blood red Candy shards cut Sticky razor sweetness shut me up Spit another stain into the street -Lolligag lyric continued An exert from "the Inferno" By: Dante Alighieri Translated By: John Cairdi Canto III 25-32 In pain and anger. Voices hoarse and shrill And sounds of blows, all intermingled raised Tumult and pandemonium that still Whirls on the air and forever dirty with it As if a whirl wind sucked at sand. And I, Holding my head in horror, cried "sweet Spirit, What souls are these who run through this black haze?" And he to me: "These are the nearly soulless..." 0ver 2 Soon By: Timothy Fehr well i kind of see you now feels like your coming for me going to blast out my insides out still i'm noticing a new one don't you see me i'm a good one still i'm over 2 soon i'm empty gotta grow but well could i still break through till i'm over still i didn't how do i feel when i'm so appothetic i can't feel my face how am i disgust how du you take up my name with such misjudgment how du we werk how have we stumbled so far my mynd turns now still i'm over 2 soon i'm empty gotta grow but well could i still break through till i'm over still i didn't i can't feel this not now cover up all trace walk away from this place and full it up with dirt don't remember it's lying here pulsing to be talked on with compasion and printed on the limitless walls in the mynd i imagined it in still i'm over 2 soon i'm empty gotta grow but well could i still break through till i'm over still i didn't mean it did i did i