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Insightful moon
Casting glows
On shadows below
The eel, the rocks, the hairy holes
They feed one another
Cannibal crows
Holders tight let go
Stony mouth
Spit strings of stones
To polish and devour
Calloused hearts for false starts
The eel, the rocks and the hairy holes
They all owe
Holders tight let go.
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Come! Gather!
Where eyes lie profanely,
Hilltops burst open
And grey clouds roll and roll.
This one point
Is a sudden eternity
Lost! Lost! Lost!
We will break in shards of relief.
Come! Follow where you’ll fuse and be lifted.
The prison door will burst open.
Burst wide open!
Come! Gather!
Freedom springs from confusion.
Found! Found! Found!
We break in shards of ecstacy!
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Where the layers stop
Beyond the existence of nothing
We will meet
In great waves of void
This plot, unclaimed
In the in between, invisible
We will build
Vast phantoms
We will grow a shelter
For stray souls fingering
The cracks between
Ecstacy and agony
For all courses flow this way
All directions converge here
Those who arrive willingly
Will reign free from fear
And move with grace unhindered…
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This is an invocation to the spirit that will bring all things to life again
Fortunate corpses to be pulled up around your silly souls.
Dance while you can in your heavy clothes!
Keep on your feet
Fall on your face
Flirt in the dirt
Wiggle in place
Lunge on your limbs
Spit and spin
Wheeze on your knees
Do it again!
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What you wanna do?
4 and 1 make steel
4 and 1 make fire
with the 4 and1 we’ll have some fun
get everything that we desire
4 and1 make love
4 and 1 make war
with the 4 and 1 you gotta watch someone
those grabbers gonna wanna come n get what’s yours
but it’s yours!
What?! You think you can do better than this?
Look at this finely crafted organic machine! This superb example
Of what trial and error can accomplish in millions of years!
Feast on the fruit of labors not your own. Take advantage, use it, it’s yours!
A gift from a blind, brilliant and ancient artisan.
And stop fucking with it
4 and 1 build up
4 and 1 tear down
with all these 4 and 1s under the same damn sun
gonna tear this shit down to the ground
What you wanna do?
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Break the wheel round your neck
Take the wheel, turn it back
Stare into the light with drying eyes. No desires, cracking from the outside in. With muscles knotted tight round a jelly soft spine, we forgot to go down fighting.
Break the wheel round your neck
Take the wheel, turn it back
The body’s forgotten. It strays and strays and a psychic malaise is eating the mind. But now is the time, it’s always the time to get up!
Break the wheel round your neck
Take the wheel, turn it back
The thunder is rolling
And the clouds are black!
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I am squamata. These are my words: “beware the second born, beginning of the end”.
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Night, twilight
A great clear light
A cluster of trees
Sky-like, rising red as the sun
Stars, darkness, a lamp, a phantom, dew, a double, a dream, a flash of lightening or a howl. Thus should one look upon the world.
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Keep the corners to the quarters
Raise them fast as forty horses
Keep them deep inside a fortress
Keep the corners to the quarters
Face the entrance to the origin
Face the altar to the setting sun
Raise them higher than anyone
Face the entrance to the origin
First find water that is flowing
Feel which way the wind is blowing
Heed the warning of the crowing
This is how you will be knowing
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Twelve original songs dealing with themes of divine experience, creation myth, magic, ritual, and powerful forces beyond our control. This work delves into primitively philosophical realms. Not tied to any one preexisting musical aesthetic, Cutthroat Spiritual forges new musical territory, fusing elements of Metal, Punk, Progressive, Psychedelic Rock and World Music.
released July 31, 2011