A Quaint Anatomical Impossibility


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The new EP "A Quaint Anatomical Impossibility"
1. Executrix
2. Homo Divinitus
3. Automaton

This is 3 songs of raging bliss; 14 minutes of unadulterated experiment. Turn it on, turn it up, hit repeat - and get your prescription filled. Oh Doctor, we’ll kindly take our next dose now.


released July 7, 2015

Recorded at Nocturnal Studios by Travis Huff
Written and Performed by DOCTOR PROFESSOR



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DOCTOR PROFESSOR Los Angeles, California

Heavy, Progressive, Techy, Melodic, Discordant, Speedy, Galactic, downright Confusing at times - LA's tastiest new dish fermenting beneath the smog and sunshine... Duncan - Bass, Michael - Guitar, Mike - Guitar, Brad - Vocals

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Track Name: Executrix
Falling backwards needing sight
Resurrecting consciousness opening eyes
Eyes opening erecting the rest of the conscience
Til I see demise

Waiting for nothing to happen
Or that’s how it seems
Lately everything is happening so fast
So fast is everything so fast is everything nothing is too slow
Slowly grinding to the breaking point
Point break the end good game
Life, The game of t’aint it so fun?
Breaking to pieces it lays
Left to rot and suffer fester and decay
Executive order failing
It seems at some point you have to rebuild

Assemble together all the pieces
Burn it down to build it up
Bigger greater paradise
A simple plan to weed out the frustrating
Simple-tons of information
We still seem to look away
Even thinkers can live in a fantasy
Executrickyness failing
It seems the purging is nearly complete
Executrickyness in mind
Profits exploitation leaving a worse demise
I shall instill upon them creating all of these puppets of mine

Falling forward regain sight
The guilt of past actions has shed some light
Sweating bullets evidently are on the table
Gently ponder why
The choices have been made
Where shall I leave the piece of mind
Perhaps upon the wall
Track Name: Homo Divinitus
Grounding states and fluctuations
The intents remain intent
Focus is shrinking small and defined
An infinite single point, point of

Release, ones that fell from grace
Tearing through time and space
Transcend the mind with thought

This will require to move immobile lies
Living under deep veins
Source ethereal
Create distractions for them
Willingly turning every head
All the while the center is shrinking
Smaller, siphoning dreams and desires
Slowly shifting the sharp ends to dull the

Wit, the ones who fell from grace
Tearing through time and space
Transcend the mind with thought

“Greetings from this new place
We bestow upon you these generous traits”

Betrayed! Once the protector is now enslaved
Further progress, is it a race?
The human of course it cannot wait

Time, of yours to pay
Has come at once
It releases
All shall fall to the glory
None shall stand
No vengeance, just the opportunity
To share, the fate bestowed upon
Terra, mined deep to the core
Rotting inside
Distant relatives unaware
Of deeds done past
Living in the dead of deep space
Isolated, studying natural law
The needs of many outweigh the needs of the

Few, the ones that fell from grace
Tearing through time and space
Transcend the mind with thought
Track Name: Automaton
Rotting Metal
Toxic Smoke
Deep in the Scunch
Automaton, awoke
It’s alive!

Glowing eyes on fire
Gears Turn

(Doctor’s grumbles)

Slowly Grinding Forward Sparking Crystal Fire
Slowly Grinding Forward Sparking Crystal Fire

Tearing through vines and trees
Charging his phaser beams

Striking at the heart
City power grid
Rips doors open he strolls right in
Purple lasers fly, neutron cell collapse
Siphon life from its crystal core!

He searches through his brainwashed mind to the find reason
Annihilation of human kind!
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Every second races by to its own end
The vision blinds itself by never looking in

Giants of old, be our demise, everything burns cold
His metal body impervious to your attack

He’s done, done it once, he’ll do it again
Destroying the human race is his purpose
Can’t explain what we see
It’s futile to plead or beg instead we bleed

Their minds full of fear and shame
Rockets blaring so fast
The payload set to decimate
Fire burning over landscapes, fall to ashes
The face of silver in the sky is judging all Man’s fate

Mechanical maniacal
Mechanical maniacal

Automaton will live on
The fire burns from his crystal core

Mechanical maniacal
Mechanical maniacal

Automaton will live on
Purple fire burning his crystal core
This metallic skeleton, with black blood lubrication
And the fire! Fire!
Burning all who dare cross his path
You am burning
All who dare
The horror
Automaton is here!