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Ground to Aerials
02:18
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“Forth from space”
A spore penetrates atmosphere
As seeds infiltrate the ground.
Waves of blue are pulled apart.
Pieces of sky just falling down.
Near star Burning . Light of Advent.
Even perdition mutates in epochal event.
“Into earth”
Captured by the sky, flatted by the blue.
Cage bound by space, Paradise jail.
so similar lands seem home. Different Colour.
Like dreaming of a known abode through eyes of other.
Breathe the void, while hidden life waves around me.
Like seas seethe. Like death in carcass ferments.
Only I understand why water falls and fire to stars lifts.
Tonight I sleep in a new darkness.
Home is to forget.
Tomorrow Sun will display new assets
to my life to come.
Tonight I sleep in my own darkness.
Home is just set.
Tomorrow Sun will display assets
of this reign of mine.
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Path to Astrays
02:52
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A planet wild and hostile.
A Nature fighting for the
survivor of the strongest.
Everyone is its son.
Equilibrium perfect
of number and adaptation.
A primordial status
of knowledge and
civilization.
Human are Image and
likeness of ameshas,
the deposed saints of
Planet of the white worm.
the Primordial strenght
in endeavors of conservation.
Everlasting hunt
for hunger and sublimation.
Praying over death
Devoted to rain.
Worshipper of stones,
nourisher of flames.
Engraving victories
Painted walls of blood of preys.
Carving thousand gods
Effigies of prosperity.
So bent for chasing trials as blind to the cracking sky.
So absorbed with flame lifting as unaware of fate descending.
Peering divinity in everything but not in me,
The man from the sky, most evolved of being.
Fires in woods gives
Path to astrays.
Mass to mist.
Ritual of Rain.
Benediction of water
Smoke of pyre in the desert.
Beautiful Black Shapes
Unknown fear dare.
Twist around flames.
In heart of dark dance.
(dance) till
spiritual melt.
Female figure moves.
Seducing me to stare.
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The smartest engraves the law.
The strongest enforce it.
I am both, fate to unify cults.
Devotion to only one.
these primitives are balanced between life and death.
Trust in everything lenghten one and spare the other.
Jah-Woil our king. Jah-Woil master of everything.
Someone stares at the sky, someone at the sea, someone at the dark of soil, but it’s me:
The Fire that burn what is dry, The Seed that vivifies what is barren.
How could they’ve lived in absence of my light?
How could realms rise in absence of my truth?
The white shape that steals light from pyre now steals fire from light.
now she’s biting dust.
now she’s bitten.
Earthquakes on her face, biting my body off I found lightnings in her brain, drying her body out.
The reward for my prosperous reign I bring.
A trophy for my throne.
The white shape stealing light from pyre
finale:
She is mine and..
What’s mine is mine.
What’s yours I created.
What’s theirs you must not touch.
Praise the day I came.
Bless the word I spoke.
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From the green meadow of eh-Denn.
Two time prisoner. Imprisoned in a golden hall.
Ameshas of supreme science, of cool order, of despotism.
Ameshas of Huge Mansions, of Beauty, of utopy.
Kidnapped in pillars of rock.
Varinas of the cave, of tribal rites, of dreams.
Varinas of spirituality, of cruelty, mysticism.
They believe in two soul. two opposite fragments,
that never are going to meet, worth the mutual annihilation.
I believe it too. It before I fell in love with a far planet, with my twin, with my left eye.
I must reflect myself in the universe, stare my eye in themselves. Know myself, blend my identities, go forth.
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Tunnel of Soul
02:43
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In the fulcrum of radius of stars
Twin planets stole each other gravity.
My fist with no fingers impose a new reign.
The disowned. The disperse. The neglected.
(build up new rules and gods to ward them.)
In this order I’m still unfullfilled.
In my own order I’m still outcast.
Even on my throne I fell uncomfortable.
The powerfull. The rarest. The Only.
(White Worm of eh-Denn lost in his castle.)
One became two halves. Straight line became curve.
The Circle close around universe.
Right eyes stare the left. I stare the ringed planet.
Halves lost in void of space.
Soul must peer in its eyes to understands itself and love.
Eye in Eye. Piece after Piece.
Left in Right, Soul bend, Soul ripped.
A bridge on oppositions. a tunnel of soul.
Tear the spirit, to watch it.
Curve the Space, to own it.
Break the time, to be in it.
Get my goal over the star.
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7. |
Pursuing the left Eye
03:01
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cumulus of stars melts like mist of morning.
Black of space hurtles around.
Motionless in continuum, Torn in all my parts.
Cosmos is a maze with sun in its middle.
I’ve sighted the left eye from the deep of my mansion.
I’ve sighted a hole in the world to reach it.
Time and Space slipped on me.
Constellation thicken in a never seen sceneries,
Crown for what I love.
The Desire that made me indifferent to triumph,
that pushes me beyond boundries in a timeless second.
Ringed Planet looms before me,
finally found, finally reached.
What is straight in the eye curves. What is far on horizon perspective gets near.
The Eye in Eye staring vanishes all distance. Reflections adds up in perfectly overlap.
Space close in a circle and I’m everywhere.
Eyes now look themselves. Soul now know itself.
Opposites now love each other. Veins now flows in each other.
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8. |
A Hole for Worm - exit
01:36
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In front of me the ringed whirl,
cold rocks and gas. debris of old times.
Huge mass, but no life.
Big Eye but no sight.
Lots of love, but no return.
Only gas and gravity and a viid to fill.
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Jealous of the Sun
00:56
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I’m jealous of the sun, with its court of planets, loved by everyone.
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Land to a new Garden
01:23
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Desolate. Cold of Space. Silence of no life.
Towards something else.
Towards somenthing blue.
With an Apple tree in a hand and dead heart in the other.
New garden. Familiar land.
Rest and forget.
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cumulus of stars melts like mist of morning.
Black of space hurtles around.
Motionless in continuum, Torn in all my parts.
Cosmos is a maze with sun in its middle.
I’ve sighted the left eye from the deep of my mansion.
I’ve sighted a hole in the world to reach it.
Time and Space slipped on me.
Constellation thicken in a never seen sceneries,
Crown for what I love.
The Desire that made me indifferent to triumph,
that pushes me beyond boundries in a timeless second.
Ringed Planet looms before me,
finally found, finally reached.
What is straight in the eye curves. What is far on horizon perspective gets near.
The Eye in Eye staring vanishes all distance. Reflections adds up in perfectly overlap.
Space close in a circle and I’m everywhere.
Eyes now look themselves. Soul now know itself.
Opposites now love each other. Veins now flows in each other.
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12. |
Hollow Earth Captivity
02:55
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The way towards sleep is downhill,
A slow fall unto severance.
The way towards ripose is uphill,
A moment of stasis in warmth of soil.
A long way towards center of the world
to find the point of equilibrium.
unbalanced between will to free and to rule.
Bent between love and hate for everything.
The Rest is paralysis. The sleep is catatonic.
The Meditation is alienation. The affection is separation.
The mouth of lava close on foolish.
My jailer gets rid of my corpse digested by soil.
My jailer ascends on his throne of crooked primitives.
My jailer engraves on two stone his triumph on evil.
My jailer ignores that I rest but I don’t Sleep.
In the bottom of every shaft there is water.
Water come from intricate depths of earth.
In Cavity of Earth there is void of space.
In void, in earth, in water borns the life.
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Forced into a womb of rock. A warm vacuum to the growth.
Exiled into a lap of garden. Death of a shape is life for another.
Time helps changing. at the end of changing there will be..
White Worm. eh-Denn born.
White Worm. qr-Oh-Noss lord.
amniotic lava and metal pressure create my cocoon of reborn.
I Abandon my body as I abandon my consciusness.
I destroy my feelings and my knowledge.
Time helps changing.
at the end of changing there will be
no more time for thrones and dominations.
In this moment of transformation I’m requested to lose everything.
In this moment of evolution I’m requested to renew everything.
I see body detaching, I see spirit incarnating.
Now I see with both my eyes and the tunnel to garden
is open wide.
I take a sleep not eternal. Sleep of mutation.
I dream a vision of deep. Chrysalis of alteration.
the black butterfly rise when the withe worm Die.
Will perish autority and will sprout liberty.
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Apple of all Faults
02:30
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I pierce the atmosphere to meadows unknown.
Valleys among mountains are cribs of beasts.
In a passage through the woods I find rest.
I plant the forbidden tree of qr-Oh-Noss.
A land with no border, a garden of beauties.
trees of red-fruits and prohibition of eating.
sacred to ameshas, sacred to tyrants.
sacred to abductors, sacred to profaners.
My fruity gift is a feeble comfort.
I raise a sanctuary for desperation.
Thinking back to the garden I was stolen from.
Thinking back to my original beloved home.
Solitude won’t las long when is desired.
Curiosity is the unknown’s birthright .
amseshas-shaped beings gathered around.
Frightened, doubtfull, dominated slaves.
Group without personality,
Mass without identity.
Submissives to some kind of authority.
I pray for end of any reign.
I pray for end of any god.
I stop praying and eradicate slavery.
I uproot struchtures, laws and schemes,.
Nevermore devotion, but love for ourselves.
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WormHole Italy
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