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Sacred Body Song
03:48
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Left starved for so long, our bellies full of light & dawn,
we crave for permanence, for the one-speaking surety of history.
I can’t know what was hidden, what became of my “NO”.
Unspeaking horrors—the gift of having been before,
laying blame on cowardice, on abuse, on control,
and time. They take us as a contagion, as if sprung
from sick, godless heads. We know our divinity, how we have
seen unfathomable happiness and truths never touched by you.
Let’s offer my arms. Let’s offer my feet.
We are sacrifices;
mere salt fed to the transformation.
Sacred Body. Sacred Time.
We are one of many.
But we will die, not having known.
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Avalanche (ft. SEED)
03:46
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Mind the dagger that friends and loved ones
will bury in your back at the first slip of their own safety.
Bury in your face–a face frozen from before you knew—
When you wanted nothing more than to disappear—
That’s who they want back. That’s who they loved.
You will never pay the price of long years fully separate from your body. I can’t begin to comprehend a life like yours who lives in flesh firmly planted. A life not often floating away in reveries or fantasies or realities of incompleteness, of wholeness, of bare puppetry.
Because ours is the lot of creators standing enveloped in the folds where being and nonbeing become one.
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3. |
Outturn
02:12
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I am the first-born, sullied, wasted, and forgotten scion of a trauma-heaped pile of nothing.
Left to soak as lightning strikes my perpetual fleeing.
Lettered gray home—
I am told so little, left alone, emotions controlled.
All that was good was the smells.
Unloving home—
Unloving Home.
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4. |
The Ungappable Distance
02:45
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Now we went down in beggared blows
Bless-seeking blades we took in broken ways
Of gold of forest stone
Of whatever escape grinds us to sleep
Let the panic sink us
Into that space where our body is not our own
Where we complete our rebirth or die along the way
I almost died along the way.
I stood beneath the mirror and gleaned the illusions
All we see is control. All we know is control.
A lifetime of dysphoria with no words to name it.
So now let’s speak it in the clear words of the vulnerable.
Let us find communion in driving our blades
Singing deeper together, singing blessed, and singing low
To resonate as many ones, to resonate in blackened blackened thoughts
It’s the waiting that kills us.
The ungappable distance which frightens us.
Hear our unified chorus which vomits calls out to say:
You are blessed to even see it.
Try to remove all preconceptions.
Feel yourself here with us.
Imagine expectation is gone.
You can be free from it all.
You can be free from it all.
You can be free from it all.
You can be free from it all.
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5. |
An Offering
01:44
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Insecure –
Knees sinking as I try to remain
Cold path of unseeing
Cold path of unchoosing
Unsecure – destroying my body before i can offer it to you.
Before my shoulders made the slightest move
I would feed the world and heal your pain,
Prey as you are. I can offer you this way within.
Take it. Take me. Take me. Take me.
Tap your tongue to trill out that you have always known.
Say it.
Tell me your true name.
I know. I’ve known.
Protect them.
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6. |
The Barrier of Fear
06:02
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Liberate me
Break upon me
Harm
Borrow the sun
Locate the stone
Free my love
Free my
The Barrier of Fear let loose at last
to liberate me from my animate false self
levitating far from the ground where I can be one
and feel impossibility soften, where I can have
new greatest days, where i can look at
myself and know my own thoughts.
I felled the Barrier of Fear within to
give myself new realer fears, but ones
which the love of others might help me
overcome. Might help us all overcome.
The barrier remade to repel fear.
Once again I heal the broken
While divinity leaves us crying
Attach your soul, hope,
To change your mind
And free home word one us
The barrier has fallen.
The Barrier of Fear is fallen. We are here.
Let us go together.
—
We are a natural occurrence in a singing world
Of this earth and through the sky.
We seek our wings that we might only converse with each other blessed one
I pray these wings carry bodies allowed to grow
I beg these wings hold me and those I wish to save
I seek return and I seek healing.
I seek a chance to relax.
These I find in your arms
This we find in each other
Together we lay and laze and walk
Held only to the earth through memories and scars at the root.
I won’t give you the key to myself just yet. We’re not quite flying.
If you knew to ask I would.
I would say yes. I need to say yes.
Deliver me, I can’t bear it. Let me open.
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O, Eternal Dance
Illimitable Expanse
Hiding its Hands
How Sorrow Understands
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Another Son Swallowed
A Sacrifice
An Exchange
Communion
A Dreadful Price
from which
None is Safe
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8. |
An Assault
03:45
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Assaulted Again!
Reformed & removed
From sight and the mind.
Go! The body! Don't dare create!
Create blooded force. Forced in blood:
Fled birds give their witness.
Never alone, but you found the lonely within,
Exploited, and masoned it.
We can't perform, our bodies broken.
A puddle of vacant homes.
They break it and break it and break it.
Weak inside, the cowards take us for worms.
There were six men.
They were beating us.
Their fucking bones…
They curse and hurt us with their bones.
They think they can see through to our fucking bones.
Beating with their bones.
Hurting with their bones.
We bear such burdens
No wings to fly–battered low,
Marked by pain
And want, never to learn,
Never to have, always to hurt.
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9. |
In Their Eyes
04:35
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Let fall the curtain
Let fall the veil
Climbing out of a hole
Crawling out of your home
Scraping out of restraints
And climbing out of a hole you sold and sold
Categories aren’t for us
Reject any division
Curve us faggots around their spaces
We found ourselves
And take nothing as prescribed,
For our ways root through the soil
To populate the trees
Living sure, bloodletting blood
Make me feel all your pain
Let me show you I’m brave
Let’s mark each other’s skin
And be thankful memories last longer than bruises
In their eyes: bled, blood, living gods.
They can’t unsee the veil placed and bred upon them
Tragic and heavy upon them.
Living unseeing, pleading, begging to keep holding on
Living content to die
Climbing out of a hole
Crawling out of your home
Let me show you I’m brave
You will never have my child
You will never have my stock
Crammed inside that hole
Nothing but a hole
Broken, break me again
Let strangers approach me
As I slowly float away
Climbing out of my hole
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