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1.
Opening the eyes to a new constellation Opening the skies after endless enervation There's a devil in the sea gales A devil wearing coattails The devil hammers three nails He watches as they plead their farewells Ravens in the rushes picking meat off ashen bones Peasants in the airfields break their backs to clear the stones The harvesters are hungry, speaking low and monotone The winds are chill, they're never still They split the folds of tattered clothes And the only balm the numbing drugs of faith A haunting presence, the Holy Ghost a wraith They claim it's not the end, they claim it's only fate They claim a moonless night as a bright and shining day Smoke in the night as a smothering pain Lost in the alleys of a city in flames Drawn to the center in a spiral of ash Yours is the prophecy of fires profane A solitary sadness in the calling of the loons An offer to the dryads to break the chains of servitude Faces in the mirror split by cracks across the glass Storm clouds coming nearer over waves of arrow grass The claim it's not the end, the clock spins to the left They claim as rightful bounty the wages of a theft
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Fountainhead 04:11
A toxic game, the end of time It's all the same, a pantomime The cancer grows, a consuming greed The walls enclose the menagerie The towers tall, the underpass The golden halls, the broken glass A city shining on the crown of a hill The walls surrounding a textile mill They invent another game to pass the time They invent another name for a common crime They invent another drain to sap the world They invent another pain for us to learn An identity of promises now caked with rust The paper in your hands has turned to dust A toxic world, abrasive wind The sands emerge as the forests thing An offering to a paper god A slaughtering which the crowd applauds The nauseating lectures of the blind The ropes are burning as the coil unwinds A forsaken era of a people dead A decaying relic, a fountainhead
3.
The anguish bleeds cold, the angels in a vultures' ring I reap what I sow, I offer up reluctantly To the carrion crows the offal of my tongue and cheek You saw the pain, a soul in need You saw the trail, the broken reed You saw the skies, the open seas You fold the breach In a summer of sin, a rotting body in the grass The earth takes in the leather of a withered hand Like the angel Gabriel come from above You spooled the secrets from under my tongue Into the other world, into the light Into the axis, the ridge of the spine A passing glimpse, the aegis sinking in the sands Paralysis, consumption in the hinterlands Like the angel Gabriel, messenger of God You blew the trumpets, you drew the sword Into the other world, into the light Into the decomposing body of Christ
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Gravedigger 05:10
You wanna believe You wanna believe in another frost You wanna believe in a higher court You wanna believe The rain came down hard on your back as you dug your grave. You shelled out for the shovel with coins from the eyes of wayward sailors Knee deep in the muck you wrench and twist your back Your hands bleed and you scream at the thunder You wanna believe You wanna believe in the greatest cost You wanna believe in a stable fault You wanna believe There are ravens in the shadows The tempest cuts like ice They are watching from the gallows Nails are scratching at the lice Voices in the wind Your memories awakened, no solace for the damned The shovel slips again The blood and the cinders, the symbols in the sand The headlights glare in your eyes as you dig out the final foot Mud and twigs and rocks in your shoes but you barely notice Driven by whips and the demons you called from the East You loose the breaks and settle into your tomb
5.
Yearning for the light Pierced by spears of sorrow World in black and white Falling through tomorrows We are driven to the edge Enchanted by the spectacle Learning to pretend That the world is not contemptible A child runs with dagger in her hand She's spinning through the trees They cast aspersions from the witness stand From their congenital disease Learning to pretend that we are not contemptible Forest illuminated by floodlights Rustling of plastic bags in the wind The detritus of a world consumed Feast of circuit boards and ashes The manufactured details of our lives We're spinning ever faster Sever silver chord with rusted knives Dismantling the astral Falling out Fleeing home Paper god Upon the throne Learning to pretend that God is not contemptible
6.
Phantom 05:22
You're just a phantom in my dreams Gone again when I wake from sleep An image in the window A face with hollow skin Wandering in limbo Can't remember where I've been I wanted to remake the past To live another life The vessel on the shores at last An elemental guide You're just a phantom in my dreams I pray for you my soul to keep The passage through eternity The windows in the mind The planets in disharmony Formations undefined Walk the path beneath the flam Ring the bells and speak the names Walk the path beneath the flame Severed through the window pane
7.
A resolve to see the sunlight touch the trees An augury of what will come to be Chorus of the dawn My laurel wreath a crown beneath a sword This geography of dreams And I the dreamer, I the spark I the sparrow, I the lark I the gallows, I the hearth I the spiral, the iron bars This redemption is my price to pay I'm here in the quiet, I'm miles away I hang from the scaffold clinging by my nails I sleep in the shallows, I'm wide awake My object is the lesson of the flame Witness my transgressions taking shape Solar lightning in my hands and voice The earth is trembling, the skies rejoice The trees are growing in a winding coil The oceans rise to reap the spoils The eyelid of the sun is open wide The moments pass as millions live and die I remember gardens and digging in the soil A community of branches reaching out across the void I remember voices singing to the rocks and trees Echoing alone across a vast eternity
8.
The broken glass on the kitchen floor reminds My penitence was taken in the abbey of the night The solitude remembers your name The solitude remembers The empty chair The candles pooled and spent like the veils at a funeral The mourners hand in hand and laughing The solitude remembers the pain The solitude remembers A broken dream in your eyes The sorrow crystallized The chill of night and the bitter wind remind me My absolution codified in icons of desolated sleep The solitude remembers the ways The solitude remembers
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Temple 05:39
The sunlight dapples on the grass The fate of sorrows falls at last A statue worn away to sand The face restored by slight of hand The light casts shadows on the strand A broken spine in light of fact A violet blight, a thousand paths I drink the bile, I tip the flask I give comfort to a shoulder bleeding I give marrow to the bones of piercing I call you here to the other place I cast the stones to flood the maze I crack the prose to shun the pain I starve and quake, I gleam with age The shadows fall upon the alcove Within the halls of paneled gold The windows overlook the seaside The apse is filled with coal A temple carved into a mountain Strike a match and light the soul A open mouth beneath the altar Consumes the world, devours whole The abbess is the ghost of a memory The codex offers a remedy The shadows feast on my empathy A hoax of frozen faith takes hold of me
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Idyll 07:07
The sound of rain The petrichor, the daylight filtered grey Through the clouds I didn't think that it would end this way When you spoke You offered up a remnant of your pain Upon the sound The dripping and the static of the rain And there I stood A petitioner upon the verge of fate And with my voice I offered up a remnant of the shame Into the space The silhouette of your body in the rain And with a look Diminished in the distance and the haze It's only a whisper A fading melody You're only a whisper Beneath the apple tree The garden is the pattern But we were never free Your voice is a whisper Alone we both must be The serpent's song So seductive this solicitor of sin And yet again I taste the flesh as thought I had never lived The flavor crisp I'm a hapless fool, a naive hedonist And you were cruel To mandate such a wasteful imperative It's only a whisper A faded memory You're only a whisper Beneath the apple tree The garden is the passion But we were never free Your voice is a whisper Alone we both must be But in the years, across the eons Beyond the furthest spans of time What I've found, what I've learned Enough to rival paradise Perhaps we failed, though how we tried Perhaps I only rationalize But take it all, the good and bad It's enough to satisfy

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