BARDS: Of The Morning Star

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  • Mystic Tape Deck successfully funded production of this 50 Page illustrated full color book and companion 16 song CD via Kickstarter in 2019:

    www.kickstarter.com/projects/mystictapedeck/mystic-tape-decks-magical-musical-mythology

    The book is a collection of reprints of several recruitment pamphlets issued by an underground musical/spiritual cult known as the "Cloak Of Nazili" in the early 1970's - complete lyrics with full color plates of original artwork by PS Perkins.

    This edition serves as the minerval guide to the Cloak, a mere introduction to the the world of and beyond the confines of one of the world's most underground, elusive and bizarre hermetic cults. A basic cosmogony and foundation of the surface mythology is cryptically laid out for eager believers and bold adventurers alike. A fusion of reality and fantasy, a "megafictional" blend of myth and fact that at once seeks to explain not only our current place and predicament as a species, but how we got here, and where we might be headed.

    What secrets will the next installment hold?
    What new strange and esoteric truths are waiting to be revealed?

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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
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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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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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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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 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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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
“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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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
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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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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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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released October 31, 2019

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