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Fruits
06:22
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Have you ever wondered
what fruits actually are?
Or rather how they are?
And I don’t mean like
“How are you, fruit?”
But, well, why not?
Talk to them
Ask questions
In their being are all the clues
I guess
So, the trees must spread
So the seeds must spread
Thus the fruit for us, the creatures, to eat
But on a small planet at the far end of a galaxy
A tasteless grey blob providing sufficient energy would do
But what are fruits like?
They are:
Colourful in so many ways
Tasty and juicy in endless variations
A caleidoscopic bliss of sweetness
In reverse, of course
Myriad possibilities of combination
A range of ripeness in a single branch
O’ look at mangos
At strawberries
Cantaloupe melon
Yeah, they are being shipped around the world
And that’s a bit of a disaster
But I don’t believe anymore
That it’s the fruits’ masterplan
To wreck the oceans and the sky
With combustion engines
The whole planetary level cargo thing
I think it has more to do with the spiders
If you look into it you see it
An obvious arachnoid scheme
Eight legs and cannot swim
You grow bitter of course
So you gotta show off
A box of tasty fruit
One spider
Everybody’s talking about
The spider
Consider the fruit
I find it really really hard to see them
As anything else than a peculiar form
Of overwhelming kindness
In the universe
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The key
03:25
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Distant eerie flames
Dance upon the welkin
Shadows
Twisted colours
Lurking beneath
A depth without ending
It’s like each and every thing
Looking back at you
And you’re a microscopic entity
Only at the verge of now
Meet me at the threshold of the world
Come and reach up the stars above
With the vehicle of your mind
You can leap beyond the mundane realm
And freely float betwixt the whirly way
Galactic spectral echoes
Calling out my secret name
The stellar realm is arising
Deep within
Stray from the hidden path of your heart
And befriend the villains of your soul
Gaze beneath the shallow matter
And tear the curtain of illusion
So ye shall know
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Dawn of locust
01:40
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And I see you coming
Growing closer and near
Without aim or direction
Peeling feelings as they come
Night by night, day by day
And I see your reflection
Where it used to be mine
And nothing bad ever happened
It’s just a flow of empty dreams
Night by night, day by day
‘Cause all there is might fracture
All those gentle ways of breaking down
Without collapse there’s no structure
And without light there’s only darkness
Night by night, day by day
And I watch you go
Back where you came from
I don’t know where that is
Guess it’s where I was born
Alive and well again
For a while the bridge might hold
My heart still aching from the cold
Burning and weeping
With hope and wonder
Night by night, day by day
I should ever find another way
It’s small in one and great in all
Be it next time I greet you well
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All there is aching
03:54
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Baptized by madness
04:08
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Seeds of horror early spawn
Lunatic vehicles to defeat
Questions running nowhere cycles
Feeble minds repeat-repeat
Cast into clarity’s pyre
Defeated lay the meek
Distant echoes of time revealed
Shadows beyond darkness creep
Gazing void
Perpetuum
Born of emptiness
Baptized by madness
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7. |
The taste of victory
04:08
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- Dedicated to Peoples Temple -
Come with me!
Follow me through
There is light beyond
Drink with me
From the cup of sorrows
And behold a newborn hope
While the organs finally give in
To that one and only truth
Freedom!
Justice!
Competence and love!
All within reach
Open mouths wide open
Tasting the grapes of victory
The world is an illusion
An everlasting sentence
In a language
No-one can quite remember
A family holding hands
Laying down on the grass
Rejoicing in the deepest sacrament
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Neutral world
00:46
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Love of lava
07:56
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Now come and let the lava pour in
Return to the original core of hatred
Love is a comforting lie
Of parasitic maggots
Crawling beneath
Your systems of righteousness
There can be no disbelief
As your mind is but a shadow
Of a great wheel turning in all directions
You cannot name or experience
Ashes!
This vague slumber
Is but paranoid mumblings
Of a nervous system wired by the Devil himself
Drunk on lust and power
Knee deep in virgin blood
Hungry for that war machine
Fuck your attempts to heal
You were never sick in the first place
This is it
And what comes
Is barely in accordance
With utter cosmic nonsense
Don’t you still believe
That you’re going to be ok?
Wouldn’t it be nice
Not to hide in shame
Nor in a sense of control?
Just peel your skin off
As a ridiculous testimony
To the ones beyond
That don’t exist
Nor thus care
Tenderness is manipulation
We will trick you into believing you’re you
This is the first and the final trap
You already lost in the womb
Now be a good servant of the common lie
And go drown yourself in cyanide
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Process, continuum, transformation.
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