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Overture
02:18
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2. |
Give Me Your Alchemy
03:50
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Give Me Your Alchemy
Shots ring out
Ease the seat back
Sweet smell of ammonia and rose petal shellac
You wanna be me.
You wanna see?
What the dark magician creates
In the cold elixir of night?
You wanna ease up tight.
Give me your Alchemy
Got a recipe for Gold, shoots silver tween your thighs
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3. |
Horses to Oceanus
02:43
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Horses to Oceanus
This strange pursuit to suit the life of strangers
I cannot abide, abode
We are lost seeds on a wave of wind without ground
To dry from the sun,
To remember the sound of rain
Can we abode, abide?
We see no more of this land,
We shadow into infinite stars,
Ascend, we ascend
Destiny,
We elixir ourselves into thee,
Amalgamation of the bones of centuries,
We take solace in your divinity
Quick, find the horses to carry us to Oceanus…
There, shall we find the tide…
Turning
Horses to Oceanus
Horses to Oceanus
Take us to unending sea
To unending sky, we to sea, the tide turning
We to see the tide turning
We to see the tide turning
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4. |
Sick and Thin
03:26
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Sick and Thin
I, too, dislike it
There are things that are important
Unimportant
Sea shells with ocean sounds forever
Broken stones we throw at one another
The line is empty and I smash glass against the mirror
To see the shattering of an image
Sick and thin
More than shows
The dark inside hides a dirty soul
Hate the world, hate the sane
Hate the ink inside your veins
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5. |
Rue On
03:10
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Rue-On
"Ô Jeanne, sans sepulcre et sans portrait, Toi qui savais que le tombeau des Héros est le Coeur des Vivants"
André Malraux
Oh Jeanne, jamais jeune
Why do thoughtless children skip past your ashes
On vile ground where you were singed from life
By beasts of monumental nothingness?
These same apes who would again alight you
Deflower your grace with horrid modernity
Why did I come here?
I see them laughing
I see them screaming
Pulling taut the angry ropes, they encircle you in the dark of night
Oh sure it is night, so they need only see their shame in the flicker of flames
Flames that lap at your feet
Their god needs no virgin flesh
And did you realize then
That he never spoke to them?
Not one word
I heard the many birds crying, as they cry for you now
Your history resounds in the sanctity of trees—
The sticks and brambles they gathered to finish you,
As the wind whipped through the vieux marché
“Burn the heretic,” they thunder.
Burn their fears
And no wonder
580 years later, you’re still burning
And they haven’t moved at all.
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6. |
Sabbath
04:23
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Sabbath
There are no issues at hand
Only uncharted caverns of feeling-
Inside the body
Outside the mind
Where internal dialogue sustains the friction of the mentally estranged
To overthrow the illusion of unity and culture-
Why make words lie?
When they are musical notes, yet danced gestures,
Tongue torn by the visceral straps of restraint
If you fuck your own mouth a thousand times,
Will they let you swallow the salty taste of your own dementia?
Sore with vengeance, it burns your throat going down
It burns your throat going down
Going down
Going down
Deeper…
Through the secret foliage and underbrush,
You murk along, wanting to find the hidden jewel of annihilation
This cannot be real life
Only here
At the ephemeral vessel of a secret forest of freedom do I find true life
And always die
Returning…
This cannot be real life
Inside real life
Inside the body
Outside the mind
This cannot be real life
Inside
Outside real life
This cannot be real life
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7. |
In Northern Lights
01:43
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In Northern Lights
Cold dreams
Like arrogant fireflies
Flitter here, and from now on, and then are gone
I vow to care for his boundless heart
Until my essence is recalled
To eternal dust
In northern lights
Once the un is unspun
It whirls the why
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8. |
Dazzling Asterion
01:24
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Dazzling Asterion
My ways are your ways
Silent spider
Sacred turtle
Brother hawk
Beloved raven
Sensuous snake
And reverent tree
We are water
We are air, earth and space
We are the ever-grace to fire
We are the sun
Each one subject to his light
In blinding sight
We are the one
Found in flight
In constant reverence
In sacred dance
To Nyx, to nacht, to night
My pulse is your pulse
Distant quasar
Blackest hole
Glimmering ghost star
Radiant moon
Second sun
Or Dazzling Asterion
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9. |
Cancer Moon
03:08
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Cancer Moon
Froth-filled rupture of corruption upturned
And baby burned in cigarette time
Always thief-threstling other copulation of the universe
But you can’t mold meal or picturesque me
So stay mobile off my mountain moving aspects
No world
No nation
No moral babble-lion
We are supplicated indignation
Splitting light-shine on the grave-goers time
Dry, white parchèd lips
Drying up the sunshine shards cut dry
Fuck goodness
Fuck evil
The wheel was not wrought before the cold rock rolled
No world
No nation
No moral babble-lion
We are supplicated indignation
Of a cancer moon
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10. |
The Green Ghost
04:11
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The Green Ghost
My mind wanders,
But my hand is steady
Over the crags and cogs of time and placement
Unsullied
I remain true to my journey
To the sea…
To the sea…
I shall recall there
Every moment
Every caress
Forgotten
To the sea
To the sea
But wait…
Who are we?
Of what consequence?
I digress
It was just a dream…
Just a dream…
Green, a ghost upon the shore of memory
To the sea…
To the sea…
I shall recall there
Every moment
Every caress
Forgotten
To the sea
To the sea
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The Air Has Opened to the Song of the Universe
The air has opened to the song of the universe
I could lose my voice in devotion to its melody
The air has opened to the song of the universe
I could listen to its soothing calypso until the end of my days
The air has opened to the song of the universe
I shall sacrifice my breathe to its indelible ritual
The air has opened to the song of the universe
I shall dedicate the whole of my spirit to its infinite Om
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Ryan Wildstar Seattle, Washington
Ryan Wildstar has again joined forces with composer Jacen Touchstone for their second, full length album. Their first release, City of Brittle Stars pairs Wildstar's poignant style of lyrical poetry with Touchstone's lush and intricate atmospheres, creating a haunting theatrical exploration into the uncharted territory of spoken-word music which few artist have traversed with such eloquence. ... more
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