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I Am The Light
06:20
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I am the light, I am the glory,
I am the writer and I am the story
I am the fire, and I am the tinder,
I am the tree and I am the splinter
I am the alpha, wiggling in mud slimes,
I’m the omega, I am the end times
I am the light – It’s high time I shine
I am the joiner and I am the splitter,
I am the diamond, I am the glitter
I am the finger and I am the trigger,
I am the smaller and I am the bigger
I am the meek and I have the power,
I am the raincloud and I am the shower
I am the light – It’s high time I shine
I am the wind and I am the blower,
I am the knowing and I am the knower
I am the willing and I am the able,
I am the diners and I am the table
I am the eyes by which you can see me,
I am the key with which you can free me
I am the light – It’s high time I shine
I am the ocean, I am the beaches,
I am the fever, I am the leeches
I am the seed and I am the flower,
I am the dungeon and I am the tower
I am the true love which is never ending,
I am the space time through which we are bending
and I am the light – It’s my time to shine
I am the bell that’s ringing
I am the song that’s singing
I am the bee that’s stinging
And I am the light
It’s my time to shine
It’s high time I shine
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Rubbing
06:18
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Wandering around in the wilderness,
Wondering when I’d fall off the edge
Watching as the goat slips and trips over the ledge
Besides the bloody bones, there was nothing that remained
Oh…landing on a landslide, insects, we slip and slide
Wondering around in the land of the lost,
Watching as the highlander Searches in vain,
With a subtle psycho-pathetic black candor
He seemed to have lost something at great cost
So he slaughtered a lamb
And cutting up the cadaver,
He took a shower in the falls
Wandering around in the wilderness,
Through the eyes of a necromancer
As he digs up the remains of a long-passed ancestor
Skull, spine and hips, thigh bones and ribs
were all that remained
Landing on a landslide, like insects we slip and slide
He crushed up the bones
And mixed them with the soil left of the flesh
And with his blood, and that of the lamb
And of the mountain goat
He was flying full of fire, spitting sparks, ever higher
Spinning on the threshold of the heavenly desire
As he gazes out over the grasses
The stars form a picture,
his light begins to flicker
As he soars up over the tower
Poles, charged with power
And sparks like stars in showers
He moves inside you, hunting you down
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To Bend The Law
05:59
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Many colored beads along a string
And halls of dusty bells which never ring
Veins which ache and pain for poison’s sting
While all tomorrow’s sorrows sweetly sing:
“There is only the law”
Always chose to roam instead of stand
Shards are shattered, scattered through the land
It’s not enough to simply know I am
Many shining beads along the strand
Is there a way to bend the law?
(There is no way to bend the law)
Rustling in the reeds around the lake
Whispers of the law we never break
Oh the many hammer strokes upon the stake
Eye of bat, tongue of newt, wing of snake
There is no way to bend the law
(There is no way to bend the law)
Now I wander lost within this cave
For the law spares neither cowardly nor brave
Even as we’re lying in our grave
To the law we must all remain a slave
There is only the law
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Hunting Season
04:21
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Hold them down, hold them underwater
It’s the season for a trial,
It’s the season of denial
It’s hunting season
And we’re drunk on rhyme and reason
We haven’t seen you in church lately
We haven’t ordered a search lately
We haven’t boiled you in oil lately
And you’re still naked in the woods
Let’s see if this one floats,
Let’s see if this one bleeds when we slit its throat
Let’s hear this one beg,
Let’s see if this one hops when we cut off one leg
Hold them down, hold them underwater
They speak the language of a slave,
They don’t know how to behave
It’s hunting season,
And we’re drunk on rye and treason
We haven’t killed you for sport lately
We haven’t sued you in court lately
We haven’t burned down your house lately
And you’re still naked in the woods
Let’s see if this one floats,
Let’s see if this one bleeds when we slit its throat
Let’s hear this one beg,
Let’s see if this one hops when we cut off one leg
Let’s see if this one chokes,
We’ll fill it’s lungs up with smoke
And jam a rubber ball in it’s fucking throat
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A Thousand Lives Later
04:47
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I crawled in the mud and I screamed at the sky
I learned how to fall and I learned how to fly
I have loved, and I’ve lost, confirmed and contrived
And I have lived a thousand lives
I’ve whispered temptation into archbishop’s ears
As I wiped all the blood from the tips of their spears
Damned all the souls who were bled by their knives
And I have lived a million lives
I’ve sewn poison apples and eaten them all
And rung aged bells hung in old ancient halls
I am dark and I shine, with no reason or rhyme
And I have died a thousand times
Exacted my will and my ways on the world
Been crushed by the weight of the stones which I hurled
Death brings no end to the course of my crimes
And I have died a million times
Across sunny glades there’s a clear bell that rings
As I add yet another bead to my string
I shall welcome the end if it ever arrives
As I have lived a thousand lives
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I Want To Live
03:51
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I want to live to see a face that isn’t there
I want to live, I roll over and you’re not there
I’m only standing on the shore,
I’ve had some friends but I want more
I’ve seen the future and it’s all mine,
Want to be perfect I’m taking my time
I’ll try not to act like I’m so far away,
Try to be right in whatever I say
Deeper feelings recurring
Again and again and again and again
A complex spiral that leads me to spin
But I want to live to feel the earth turn one more time
And I want to live to feel a face that isn’t mine
I’m only standing on the shore,
I’ve had some fun but I want more
I’ll try not to act like I’m so far away,
Try to be right in whatever I say
Deeper feelings recurring
Again and again and again and again
A complex spiral which leads me to spin
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Something Is Coming
05:12
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All you fallen down spirits
Come rise from your stoned over graves
Come dance with the firelight
As it flickers on the walls of my cave
Stone grown to bone intone
Simulacra whose shadows disconnect
Draw breath and draw pause
To the laws of cause and effect
Nothing can breathe in this air
Statues of lovers
Whose eyes remain locked in a stare
Something is coming I can smell it on the breeze
Something which frightens the animal in me
Shot through the heart with your poison tipped arrows
And the eyes of the eagle are fixed on the sparrow
Burning the maps and connections
To lands long forgot
All the loose ends
To be swept up and tied in a knot
Oceans of causes
Which ripple and steadily swell
All of us captured, enraptured
Still under the spell
Nothing can grow in this soil
Earth has been salted
And yet we unceasingly toil
Something is coming I can hear it in the night
Stalking in the shadows with its eyes glowing bright
Sewn into our comforts we do as we please
Treating the symptoms, ignoring the disease
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Nü Gürü
04:39
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“Take care and always be aware, for the seeds you sow today
are the harvest you reap tomorrow...”
I’m the newest guru to ride upon the golden wheel
When I am in your head you can’t be sure that I’m even real
There’s nothing you can own which isn’t really mine to steal
Happy to hand you another onion to peel
I’m the only light that can show you the true way
And illuminate the paths along which you in darkness stray
Hear the singing strings as I pluck upon your fears and play
Now genuflect in deference and let us pray
“That which grows quickly, withers the same,
while that which grows slowly endures...”
Lure you from your home to this faraway and foreign place
Assure you that it’s raining as I’m pissing in your face
Marginalize your misery in the game of my undying grace
Then disappear completely and leave you with no trace
I’m the newest guru, invisible to the hands of time
Always slipping away without revealing my crime
Leave your soul coated with the stickiest of choking slime
And those with second sight become leaders of the blind
“The fleece of the sheep, touched by the genius of man,
becomes a raiment for a king...”
Let my intent become the flowers which bloom
against your flowing spring
And your heart the subtle flutter of the butterflies wing
For I’m the brave warrior who seeks to quench their thirsty sword
Embracing the fate which we all hurtle toward...
“In our lives, we seek too much.
We think too much and want too much.
When is our time for simply being?”
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10. |
Eve Of Destruction
04:39
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The streets are all empty with no one to roam
Nobody is knocking, and there’s no one at home
All the soft comforts have turned into stone
An empty can rattles amongst mountains of bone
How could they have known
They were on the eve of destruction?
Never any winners in the games that they played
Binding no mercy in the gods they portrayed
Their hearts became empty, alone and afraid
Standing for nothing, their purpose decayed
Their bed had been made,
They were on the eve of destruction
Brandishing axes, chopping down trees
To carve out the ark now adrift in the seas
But it’s sails remain empty, they capture no breeze
Millions of people asleep on their knees
Refusing to see,
They were on the eve of destruction
The pyres were assembled and soon set to flame
To Burn all the witches they had chosen to blame
Shouting in anger their pride knew no shame
Reducing to ashes what they could not tame
It’s always the same,
Upon the eve of destruction
How could they know
They were on the eve of destruction
No seed left to sow,
They were on the eve of destruction
Someone to blame upon the eve of destruction
It’s always the same upon the eve of destruction
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I was driving all alone along a dark
And lonesome road a long ways from home
Lightning strikes the radio comes on,
FM antenna lightning rod somebody else’s God
The air inside began to crackle and buzz,
Couldn’t figure out what it was head so full of fuzz
A burning world eclipsed in the shadows
Of a cumulus cloud
The weather’s going to change soon,
The weather’s going to change real soon
The weather’s going to change soon,
Whether that happens to change anything or not
Depends on what’s behind this almost endless
Cumulus cloud
Dare I say, dare I may, the hunter fails his prey
The geese are all on the wing and flying away
Can’t remember someone said something about a wagon
And a man in bed, Zarathustra is dead
Hell of a time to be alive, we must be the sole protectors,
We must toughen up our hides
Me I’d rather lay my head down on that cumulus cloud
The weather’s going to change soon,
The weather’s going to change real soon
The weather’s going to change soon,
Whether that happens to change our tune or not
Depends on just how long we’re stuck beneath this...
Thunderhead, wiping off the dirty slate,
Thinking, man this could be great
All the soda pop cans and paper plates
Are squeezing through the storm grates
Asphalt makes my bones ache
This desert is turning into a lake
Welcoming the aqua stead,
Bless this thunderhead...
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Swell
05:45
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Clouds are rising, the rain keeps falling
Skies are leaking and drain spouts are seeping
Roads are dipping, the hillsides are slipping
The dam is being swallowed up by the swell
Houses are going up everywhere
Plenty of people to buy the land
And they’re still swelling up and spilling over the dam
There’s a drought been washing across the land
And a famine being spread in the wake of the market’s hand
Stamping all the cattle with its corporate brand
Clouds are rising, the rain keeps falling
Skies are leaking and drain spouts are seeping
Roads are dipping, the hillsides are slipping
The dam is being swallowed up by the swell
Buildings are popping up everywhere
Plenty of people to fill the job
Beating a path as they trample the sod
No need to worry about the wrath of god
Wrap this holy robe around your naked body
The rivers are growing long and broad
Clouds are rising, the rain keeps falling
Skies are leaking and drain spouts are seeping
Roads are dipping, the hillsides are slipping
The cornerstone is tipping into the swell
It’s just a storm of the century It’s just a germ of a gentry
A gust of wind uprooting the zen tree
It’s just us climbing up the palm tree
To pluck the apple from the sin tree
As we crack the biological concrete
Clouds are rising, the rain keeps falling
Skies are leaking and drain spouts are seeping
Roads are dipping, the hillsides are slipping
The houses and people and cars
are being washed away in the swell
It’s just a swell It’s just as well...
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Eden Is Emptied
04:24
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We could not catch them We were just too slow
Were we just too high We had sunk so low
We were just too numb We were still so bold
Were we just too young We’re always too old
Our light was so bright We were too uptight
It went on too long We were all so wrong
This floating rock Is a ticking clock and
No one is driving We keep surviving
Now Eden is empty, there’s no way to go home
Eden is emptied, there’s no place to run home to
We could not stop them It was too easy
We were too dizzy We were too busy
Speak for the meek And sharpen my beak
Feast on the meat and fall down in the street
Climb in my rocket Ladders in locket
Chain on the sprocket Lights in the socket
Why they betrayed me Sorry they played me
They tried to trade me They were what made me
And Eden is empty, there’s no way to go home
Eden is emptied, there’s no place to run home to
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Bleeding Protons
03:53
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Waiting for some kind of sign,
Some evidence of the divine
They mustn’t grow flesh so they sent it away
And deep in the desert they said it must stay
It sits growing larger and larger each day
It’s now grown so large that it can’t get away
Nerves grow so slowly - must grow them faster
The sparkling space dewdrop which fell from the sky
Was tracked on its course by the robotic eye
They came bearing gifts which so many had sought
But the price in the end wasn’t quite what they thought
To be human, making humans
Making humans to be human
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