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Victim / Purgatory
16:26
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Poison the air
Can't hold your own
And then you tear
apart the the connections
Because you can
You can not
figure out yourself
Its' self, it's self
You're nothing, I'm nothing
Take a minute to let that sink in
Hold no answers here
Hold no key
Know nothing
Know it all
See it again
I'll have broken the cycle
A monster of management
Under a microscope you prowl
At every single speck
you break your neck
Bent over backwards
Head rushed with blood
"Just let me die here.
Let the mass material
smother me.
I struggle for air
through all the stress.
Enslaved.
Just let me die here."
Communications broken
Forever you and I
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2. |
Voice of Reason
08:43
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It hears
What it wants
But I am the
Voice of reason
Secret magic
Saving the world
With hidden prayers
Voice of reason
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3. |
Copper Baths
06:08
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An excellent source
but a constant poisonous byproduct
Get comfortable with a bombardment
of dissonance approaching
It dashes to it's grave
It sleeps under zero
All the negative space
It lies beneath zero
A hologram of prehistory
An esoteric formula of centuries past
Tunneling onward
An issue with the future
It walks while it sleeps
Grimace with the suture
Talking nothing but lies
A thin veil of pixels
Falling one at a time
Always looking for one
It sleeps under zero
Counting in reverse
It lies beneath zero
Vibrations, frequency, energy
Fractions of none
An essential string
begins to fray
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Solidly in solitary
Metamorphosis
While you rot
with your lust
Taste your yellow teeth
every time you talk
Stands over you
and spits this curse
Draws a symbol
with chalk
Lights candles
Lines salt first
Your darkness is
a posing mockery
Intends to rip down
your curtain
To travel on the path
is facing true evils
Of this I am certain
You truly are a cancer
You truly are
Slowly deteriorating death
As we drag her body down
We talk about her life
and turn her into pieces
I would have
I hold no remorse
Quickly call of your love
for me it will spoil
and poison you
Another crater left
on my cardiac moon
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The circles I've entered
The circles I've stepped passed
A crescent of resin
Circles I've traversed
Circles I've gone around
C(h)ords dancing tattered
Projecting a pathway
Spiral spoken sliced softly
sulfur soaked skin
I'm sorry for jumping straight through
all your fragile, selfish circles
out of an exit
you never saw
As you cheer for sin
and pray for strife
Cyclical life times
Winding sirens
won't stop sleeping
Terraform toppeling
toward trying
Petroglyph plundered
passed petrified paralysis
Tugging at the tear
Sunken scythe
shattering suspicion
Hallowed hate
hangs halfway
False flag mast
Lies of the past
Hate universal
Sates on unrest
Nations pieced in chess
Dropped shoulders
Absent core. Chewed nails
Dirty, greedy hands over us all
Under the thumb of scum
Forced into a demon's dagger
Robbed of the highest dimension
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My orange shadow
or like a Sphinx on my chest
The widow's son and
the martyr's daughter
An olive branch attached
and secrets that shall no be passed
I woke up dreaming
on the wrong side of the zen
A time capsule sits and waits
Contents only deteriorating
in relevancy
Laying in perfect condition
for no one
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6. |
Center Piece
06:05
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Perfume emits
when bulbs are abloom
It awaits if you desire
on this day of doom
White skies
and pink blossoms
A warm cage of haze
At the center
of this maze
Too many nights
I'm up then day
No, I waited again
I wait
I want to escape
Help me out of this place
I never intended to stay
I will never be saved
if you do not change
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Coil and Embrace
09:13
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Dust, glass, rust, ash
Doors that won't close
When roofs collapse
Open below
Years for building
Decades invest
All night dreaming
Abandon rest
Abandoned sense
Voids from the floors
Third black mass chance
Vacant allure
Silent romance
Each breathe kills more
Demolished dance
Hallow grandeur
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Borrowed Time
05:23
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Like amber from a tree
Remain squeezed into confinement
with too many leaves
Too few season appear
Slowly escape
and ooze to the ground
Harden like water dying
and becoming ice
Taking with it what it touches
A stare to fossilize
And I long to hold you in
And I hold to much in
And I howl to the pale moon
And I long to hold
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Still Life / Immurement
10:22
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Destitue. Unkempt arrangement
Constant. Holly and thistle
Roots and moss
Desolate field
Hallowed solitude
River bends
Trees that grew
around imperfection
The tender touch
of a dead deer
Avian scavengers float overhead
The smell of death
An open invitation
Perpetual regrowth
A place where self
is less than sulfuric muck
Bottom of the pond
Frogs and newts
Sut undisturbed
Fern. Dandelion. Birch. Dogwood
Pine. Evergreen. Ivy vine
Tall grass. Flowering weeds
Bees. Distant howling pack.
Echo undulating
Stone surface sweating
A flame blooming
An owl sobbing
Crickets and fire flies
Bats. A moon hiding
An embrace of the dark
Enchantment. Engaging unknown
Ego and fear falling
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Vial of Noon
Improviser/composer, often duo, sometimes collective.
Available for film scoring and other projects.
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