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We’re standing in between two worlds
Neither was really meant to be
From the top of the watchtower
We hate as far as we can see
And just as I cherish my fate
With tender love for sunken ships
Sometimes I swear I’d choose vacuum
Over those frozen streams
Sleep
Sleep tight
For a thousand years
Dig
Dig deep
Bury me deeper
Maybe i’ll give myself a chance
Preach to silent congregations
Carry my burden through the land
Find joy in my tribulations
And in my final pilgrimage
As I foresee the last steeple
Will they let me through the gates?
After all it was not my fault
Sleep
Sleep tight
For a thousand years
Dig
Dig deep
Bury me deeper
And when
The time comes
We’ll rise together
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Effroyable Sphere
04:08
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Under the firmament
We pray our deity
The one that’s within reach
The one we ought to be
Will we ever get bored
When there’s so much to see
And how would we get lost
Sailing an endless sea
Our only task is to break,
Grind, cut and scrape
Dissect the smallest lie
Compute the faintest cry
Extract the simplest wisdom
From a delicate cut
As deep as you can fathom
Through thick fluids and guts
Under the glance
Of galaxies
The night is full
Of promises
Some would worship the fire
Its ferocious beauty
The despicable Truth
Collective agony
With each banner we burned
Branded into our skin
For everything we learned
The ashes lie within
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Metazoa
08:13
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There was a moment of grief
Or was it just relief?
But now I stand where you fell
Memories get swallowed by the land
And after all
Was it worth the price
You ask
But the words die in your mouth
There is no coming back
Every shrine
Every grave
Devoured
By the sand
Now with an ecstatic pride
In such a perfect time
Raise a vengeful finger
Your final breath
Last challenge to the universe
Set the stage a final time
And again, let there be light
May the war rage once more
May my remains wash ashore
And after all
Was it worth the price
You ask
But the words die in your mouth
There is no coming back
Every shrine
Every grave
Devoured
By the sand
Every king
Every slave
Digested
All the same
Every shrine
Every grave
Every king
Every slave
Wasted skin
Every cell
I am all
All of them
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Funeral Orbiter
04:18
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We will break the marble floor
Find what’s lying beneath
Dig the dirt conscientiously
With broken nails and teeth
We cultivate a garden
Of terrifying fruits
Praying the distant Sun
To cauterize the roots
Bitterly we crack the throne
Of a decaying God
Carving the mummified bones
Casting giant shadows
Beyond the stratosphere
Awaits the bleak answer
Bodies thrown upon gears
Funeral orbiter
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5. |
A Graveside Story
05:38
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For too long we’ve been probing
A bottomless cave
Passing on the suffering
Of filling up graves
From the clay cast again
On a planet of apes
What are we but contrast
Blown into shape
Fertile offspring of shame
Eternal shapeshifter
Neither really the same
Nor another
Won’t you bless me with thy spear
Hallow my ignorance
Let me be the engineer
Of transience
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À l'Origine du Monde
07:23
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Now, with grievances aside
Supreme dramaturgist
It is time to reconcile
Seers and cosmologists
Tear my shell apart
Take me back to the start
Sentience
Extends its pull
Sapience
The pits are full
Pay homage to the cruel silence
A gift of acceptance
Paint the tiles of the universe
With your finest science
Leave my molecules scattered
Throughout the centuries
And, my memories fractured
Across the galaxies
Tear my shell apart
Take me back to the start
After all
I rest my feet
The cycle
Finally complete
With every new iteration
The feeling grew in me
And every small variation
Recounts my agony
In the end there is more to learn
From the lines of the dune
Than from any philosophers
Under the pale moon
Now as I finally grow old
Give the worms their bounty
I wish the vermin and the mold
Could sing my eulogy
Gravity
Extends its pull
Smoke rises
The pits are full
Pay homage to the awful stench
From deep inside the trench
Outline a resentful gospel
On the walls of your cell
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