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Cascading Lung
05:25
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And so the age when all is naught
And naught is all is come.
Yet the sun rises bright and hot,
And from the cave still beats the drum.
When man and atom behave differently under observation,
Beyond the veil of truth and god
Within a thousand years of meditation.
Descend from the high ground
Continue to plough the field
For you are as much as beast
as the ones beneath the yoke
There is waiting for you the grandest feast
Will you indulge? will you divulge that the masks in theatre have more bearing
than the numbers of arithmetic?
Ask yourself what costume you are wearing.
When myth can teach more than the innards of basest matter
And when the naked nature is cast into light
Reason and action shatter
in the dusk
The truth is a worthless husk
Find your place in the sun
For there is only one
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Mourning Wars
06:14
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Death i am become you
I am a child of Sahara
And a cast upon samsara
Dancer, stranger, weaver of gold
Destroyer of worlds
Crescent moon swing low
sun becometh mine eyes
Heaven's weight come down on me
Rain down over thee
Breaker, creator, spirit of stone
A running man
Drifting ice I carved the shores
Beautiful child of the Sahara
Beloved I do not depart
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Akhenaten
03:38
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The pre becoming weeping soul
Waits beneath the tides
Of time and space, beauty and grace
Wears a face unborn
Ascend from chains of earthly guise
And of thought made flesh
High aloft and deep below earth is soft
And wears a face unborn
A running man inside star unknown
Casts off untouched light
To fly ceaseless and without form
In straightest line he holds the divine
And he wears a face unborn
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Whalesong
08:06
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Rush over me a murder of crows
They issued from you
Tear through skin soft and fair
And they cry fall fall
When the iron fell from sky
A face forever changed
And they laugh haw haw
Let the black birds sing
Split upon me the sun
And come into me the one
Sit upon me the sun
And unto me speak the son
In presence a tide of whales
Smash upon the wooden hull
And leviathan said
When you meet your maker
Remember you were greater
And the waters rose upon us all
And we did not forget the deep
Or the great whale's song
Split upon me the sphere
Strip from me beauty and fear
Sit upon me the sphere
Weight of a universe sheer
Speak of Jehovah then
As atlas laughs below
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Bitter Tree Jeju-do, South Korea
The winds howl nobody's melody through a bitter tree's branches that reach up past the sky. Mountainous bow-tar ambiance, post-doom and drone. Ottawa, Canada/ Jeju-do, South Korea.
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