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A Continuation of Light
09:14
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Not dead but certainly dying, trying to find our way through
Continuation
Station to station
Rain, from the bluest of heavens, onto the devils down here
Precipitation
We fell through the cracks in the sky
The crystalline light compelled this
Continuation
No explanation
Why must we wallow in fire?
My throat has gone dry from a lack of communication
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Tyet
01:19
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Do you comprehend the veil?
Is it something, to you, worth seeking?
Damn fools think anything is beautiful, but I know it’s a lie
They will come up behind, dilute and decry everything worth keeping
Pull the iron from the fire - plunge into the All-Seeing Eye
The alchemist, the androgyne
Which one are you? Which one am I?
Have you taken time to expand your mind?
Will you give yourself to the fools that covet it
Your soul, your soul, don’t lose control
Your soul, your soul, see you’re not that far from the truth
No dan su cuerpo a los tontos que quieren su sol
Su alma
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Trip Sycophant
05:41
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Acid casualty falls to the dark side
Drips from the tip of the tongue into the third eye
Contemplate on the corpse of a star child
Manipulate ego death, entreat the moonlight
One million light-year stare of the wide-eyed
Trip sycophant
Syncronize tandem hive-mind
Swollen, slithering coils of the reptile
What flesh is left is bereft, to shred and subside
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5. |
Metatron's Cube
04:20
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You saw
Your soul
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6. |
Village Witch
10:33
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We tie thee up
We want the blood
It’s a witch if it don’t keep drowning
What a bitch if it ends up swimming back
But you’ll never really know until you try to kill it
Blood-letting, never forgetting our sacred rites
Fist-pumping, body-dumping, inside the black of night
God-willing, we are fulfilling another sacrifice
Flesh burning, ashes returning into the pale morning light
We tie thee up
We want the blood
It’s a witch if it don’t keep drowning
What a bitch if it ends up swimming back
But you’ll never really know until you throw it in
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Nexus Flashing Heat
03:57
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The floating globe, the honing light will strobe, yeah
Flashing
The cold abode, the nebula of old, yeah
Flashing
On wings of heat, the smell of burning meat, yeah
Flashing
Where angels tread, awaiting we the dead, yeah
Flashing
It’s just the soul recycling machine at the center of the fifth dimension
Hear me talking that soul recycling nexus sphere at the center of the fifth dimension, yeah
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God is Death
08:24
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(RIP Nicholis “Big Tiny” Mosiman)
I tend my fires with canned kerosene
Axes and knives, keys to the kingdom
I would forget you if I let you run away
Far from your room beneath the water line
But the day time moon light will follow you through the trees
Beckoning, your heart beats that much closer to mine
I hear the wolves sing to the snow
Their bellies full, far from my fires
The little creatures are crawling along the ground
and rustling through the leaves
Their little bodies will litter the air with dust
They make the smells that percolate through your eyes
They’ll never know if they were evil or good
The day time moon light with follow you through the trees
Pulling the heart strings, and boggling the mind
Perhaps too simple to see
Far too simple to see
The day time moon light
It’s too simple to see
That bright blue spheroid, the specter of my design
It calls to you from the void
And when you perish, a portal will open wide,
Embracing you into the ink clouds of time
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