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Sober Dionysian
01:56
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Sober Dionysian
The sound I did not hear
The call I never made
The language I can’t abide
This language speaks for me
Hands that took – what had no hands to give
Fell over falling – locked in sullen worship
Blood like clockwork – mechanical compromise
Open mouth - for your design
Swollen quiescence - boredom enshrined
Prayer for monotony – a standard decline
Fell over falling
Falling to be felled
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Hunter Of Lost Works
03:34
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Hunter of lost works
To go on
As if it’s time to go on
Time is analogy
Fate is a cliché, or a blunt knife
Rings around my neck
I can’t remember- how you looked -when I said - I had to go
You didn’t hear – I never told you – you thought I - was someone else
Haunted pendulum, sharpen my bones
Black shield, silver wound
Premonition in flesh
No hell I have not met
Could compare to you
Escaped
Escaping still
Dislimb euphoria
Oxygen is rust
Escaped
Escaping still
I can’t remember- how you looked -when I said - I had to go
You didn’t hear – I never told you – you thought I - was someone else
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Plastic Anchor
04:01
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Astral depths
The light—I can hear
Elastic angels—hang from the sky
Songs made of burning
Invisible pyre
Noxious halo
Celestial mire
Through—the—window
Over—the—ocean
Atomic rainbow
Counterfeit fire
Orgasm—of—junk
A scripted oblivion
Ganglion star
Breathe the night
Septic contortion
Shadows--in—earth
Darken—the—glow
Through—the—window
Over—the—ocean
Cloud of fortune
Spectral drift
There is no exit
An atmosphere—that—does not exist
Animal jack-knife
Melting fists
Hot scent of iron
Omnivorous rift
Shadows—in—earth
Darken—the—glow
Shadows—in—earth
Darken—the—glow
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The Goat that Swallowed the Sun
Where fathers
Bury fathers
Where there are
No sons
Long road
From castration
To glory
‘The doll was found by the jawbone of a man’
Religion of intrigue
Guilt without object
Erotic—impotence
We can’t return
We won’t return
I defy you to return
The image seeks itself
Through the eye of the Borromean knot
The face of god
Beckons the face of god
Besotted mud
Pass through my body
Call me totem
And taboo
Clasp the symbol
At my throat
The face of god
Beckons the face of god
We can’t return
We won’t return
I defy you
To return
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