1. |
This empty well
05:51
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Tussling, Crawling, Falling
This stifling hole above me,
Let me wait for a light
Every time it’s getting stranger.
Even though it’s defines my shape.
I’m waiting for cognizance.
Self-awareness.
Direction.
Wound as big as world around.
Mess consumes my cry.
My heart weeps echo sound.
What have I done.
I’m waiting for the cleansing stream.
White, pure, shining glare.
Soon I’ll be done here.
It’s all now clear to me.
I’ve waited for nothing.
This caustic space, no firm walls.
Fading structure
Of this world.
Just trying to understand.
Just trying to understand.
I’ve travelled all the way down there.
To find out what?
Light shows empty space between
My head and fingertips.
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2. |
Slave song
03:10
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Feeding on my greatest dream.
Playful is the edge, feel a bit surreal.
Growing will for something more.
Catching breath, source is near to the core.
Wide throne for my little self.
Enormous crown for my swollen head.
Scepter too heavy for my feeble hand.
Glowing robes on my sagging neck.
My powers.
It’s all in shackles.
Self-wonderment
And shining bliss.
Licking ego stream
My return pass for vacuity.
Waiting is not enough anymore.
Reaching with my hand something that I’ve become.
Pleasure comes with pain, enriching everything.
Feeling like a source of bottomless pit.
My powers.
It’s all in shackles.
Just beg me, just beg me for more.
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3. |
World that melts
03:09
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4. |
Out of the ash
05:10
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Reach, reach down.
Become a common figure and die,
Live your life.
And weep out, weep loud, weep for everyone around.
Seal doors and windows from your cry.
Fulfill your long-awaited plan.
When everything feels like hell,
You charge and pay the heaviest price.
Dying Is an art,
like everything else.
You do it exceptionally well.
Just turn and burn.
World, the world that melts.
Flesh, flesh like cake of soap.
Don’t wave for last goodbye.
Cover your children.
Fix things in house.
Laugh at your business.
Realize that’s last of your lives.
Lives.
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5. |
Everything within
06:26
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Deep inside, when I look closer.
In lost point of reference.
Still expanding pit of powers.
Esoteric load, primeval me.
Intimidating.
Unexplored, vast space.
Strongly enticing peril.
Bizarre dance of shapes.
Thirteen and a half
Billions of reasons,
To misunderstand
Single ancient phrase.
Maladjusted man trying to comprehend.
Living by the rules of fragile beliefs.
Everything itself
As enticing sound.
Everything within
As a single note in this score.
Unexplored, full of black holes.
Where cognition backs down.
Thousands of different scopes.
Pulling strings for us all
Everything within.
Lost my sense.
Hold my breath.
Full of black bones.
Everything within.
Everything within.
Lost my sense
Everything within.
Hold my breath.
Everything within.
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6. |
Show me your sadness…
05:06
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Hold you in distance to all that you want.
Sell you just one and you will be billed.
This bill.
This pleasant debt.
Weighs more than the world
You’re so afraid of.
You.
And this sadness of yours.
Looks like big
Muzzle near to your throat.
Loop.
Complacency.
Taking every chance.
Fulfilling existence.
Trending
Tendency of common good.
Lords of all those frequented paths.
Turn right and you will get your luck.
Deny.
Contort your face.
This sadness of yours
It’s best that you’ll ever get.
All things that you know.
Are floating.
Dissolving.
All feelings are vague.
We live.
We go nowhere.
The way of common sense.
Breathing
Feeds your sadness.
Last thing that you’ll ever do.
Will let you
Forget it.
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7. |
...and meet mine
02:54
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By all means
I’ll try to
Survive this darkest play.
When they meet
My persistence.
They’ll put around me golden cage.
Beware
Of those like me.
All the places that mislead.
Doubts
I’ve never had.
Crawling All these fucking years.
See
The way I see.
Hope you never will.
Knowledge
Is all I have
Along with weak beliefs.
There never
Was
The other
Way
There
never
Was And there never
Will
Goal is one,
Point is none,
I understand.
Sadness is
Reminding me
To never care.
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8. |
Buried
05:01
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We don't have to watch.
We don't have to fear words.
We can enter the dark.
Go forward, not looking back.
Borders for all.
Borders of hopes.
Build wall around us.
And isolate.
Thousands of those who are waiting for more.
Bury
The remains of sense and essence of joy.
We all saw the fall of free pristine man.
Knowing
Without our shame
We don't remind ourselves.
Buried alive.
Damaged.
Tired.
Invalid.
Ridiculously proud.
Buried alive.
We can enter the dark.
But never come back.
We’ve took our rights and throw them to hole.
We buried them alive.
We've broken off robes and reached for the leaf.
But there were no trees.
We’ve put on a rope.
In favor of everyone.
We’ve entered the hole.
A border of all hopes.
We don't have to watch.
We don't have to fear words.
Hole is enough.
To cover us all at once.
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9. |
The song of sinking man
07:47
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Breath...
Well I can not.
I can’t feel the ground, can’t smell the air.
Following the path of a whales.
It’s time to step back into ocean depths.
Now it’s the time to submerge my face.
Taste of salt water will shape me again.
I was once the owner of the land.
I basked in light and the goods of the soil.
I dug enormous holes,
Hoping that they would someday cover my bones.
Living,
Counting for more,
Reign from the highest
Throne of dump.
Wasting treasure I found.
I didn’t realize what’s the prize for that pride.
Now it’s the time to submerge my face.
Taste of salt water will shape me again.
Now I’m a sinking man.
Sinking man.
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Cornada Łódź, Poland
Darkness in the light.
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