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Alda - Drawn Astray
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The white noise is wasting me.
A thousand spinning plates and nobody’s doing the dishes.
Breathe in, the body rises;
exhale and the mind sinks.
Cloying brains brought back from the brink,
another stimulant, another drink.
With coffee-stained nerves and finger-stained keys
furrowing digital fields, hands lashed to the plough
let it be this; let it be now.
Searching for meaning in the depths of the well,
in the wiring inside, in the ringing of bells.
The coding of elegance, the gatekeeping of eloquence
where sparking switchboards dazzle and dance into deference
where starry eyes meet light pollution,
where word of mouth meets gathered feet and dissolution.
We’re each kept in the dark as the black-bagging begins,
kicked out on the street for their sins. I won’t be dragging
my feet any more than they’re dragged through the mud,
hands riddled with wages; fists dripping with blood.
Why do the hungry pick all the food?
Why do the naked sew sequins, secluded in sweatshops?
Why do the capitalists blame those without jobs?
We’re all in, all in up to our necks;
Horizons foreshortened with your nose to the ground.
The wasting starts younger than birth;
the coping narcotics bloom neglect
and a face in the dirt.
A beating to sate latent hurt.
And, after all, things can’t get worse;
when it’s the third time this year
you’ve carried friends from a hearse.
As if for hunger we yearn.
As if to cauterise a burn.
I gazed into the tubes to find reason
and cathode rays beamed through my each, every nerve,
Persephone.
The natrescent glow of the after-dark Styx
and skin of white phosphorus leave me transfixed
on the monitor. And I see you there. And squinting revealing
these pixels depicting your fear.
The marble as cold as objectification.
No will of your own. Still passed between unfeeling hands.
With head to the glass, I wept.
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Avulse - We Are All Code
04:44
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Besna - Revúca
06:27
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V prílive snov na svetlo dní jarných
Do zejúcich temnôt medz ohne i ľady
Hrsť zeme z hlbín, kde rodí sa zloba
Splodená z hnijúcej zdochliny mŕtveho boha
Sám - nájsť - pre svoj ľud čas
Krajina jaziev - mapa krás
Tvoj - svet - ak má rannou rosou sa stať
A keď odídeš, odíde za tebou
Na vlnách večnosti sčerenou...
Letokruh veľduba - zástupy životov
Nemenné eóny cyklickej podoby
A keď božstvá raz odhrnú kôru z pní pod machom
Sotva pretrvá vyprahlá spomienka
Dnes pyšne z plných pľúc revúca
Vreteno hadov na prsiach Živy
Chradneme s lživými modlami na konci zimy
Neznajúc vlastnej matere, sťa Turčín Poničan
Sťa podoba Moreny - s príchodom jari zhoríme s nimi
Sám - nájsť - pre svoj ľud čas
Krajina jaziev - mapa krás
Tvoj - svet - ak má rannou rosou sa stať
A keď odídeš, odíde za tebou
Na vlnách večnosti sčerenou…
hladinou!
V plameňoch revúca
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Wailing
In a tide of dreams, onto the light of spring days
Into the gaping darkness, between fire and ice,
A handful of soil from the depths, where malice is born,
Conceived from the putrid corpse of a dead god
Alone - to find - time for your kin
A land of scars - a map of wonders
Your - world - if it should become morning dew
And as you disappear, so it does with you
But a ripple on the waves of eternity
A growth ring on the tree of life - legions of lifetimes
Unchanging eons of cyclic form
And once gods peel the bark from the stumps beneath the moss
Hardly a barren memory will remain
That today proudly wails at the top of its lungs
A nest of serpents on Živa’s chest
We wither with fake idols at the winter’s end
Not knowing our own mother, like Turčín Poničan
Like the idol of Morena - with the arrival of spring we’ll burn with the rest of them
Alone - to find - time for your kin
A land of scars - a map of wonders
Your - world - like morning dew
And when you leave, it leaves with you
But a ripple on the waves of eternity
Wailing in the flames
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Black Birch - Scour
07:54
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We walk as the wind
Swiftly with no end
You and I, allies
Our hearts are in the sky
In realms so tethered
We braved the nether
Went for the throat, now
Inseparable, steel-bound
But I'd lose you
Not forget you
We run through the trees
So fast we stampede
You and I align
Your claws will tear the sky
There is a light in
The way you defend
Your brother, your friend
Undeniable love
But I'd lose you
Not forget you
But I'd lose you
Not forget you
The good memories
Outweigh the pain
Of parting ways
With a best friend
A good friend
He was my friend
Oh, he will be missed
Go
Run
Fast
Go
Run
Faster
But I'd lose you
Not forget you
But I'd lose you
Not forget you
A candle for you
It will glow
Stay close
I'll be waiting
Stand close
They'll be waiting
But I'd lose you
Not forget you
But I'd lose you
Not forget you
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Burden - Гей, соколи
03:10
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Careus - Vita
06:16
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displaying a reverence for knowledge
unalloyed and flagrant
parading devotionless to the erudite
assembled in the spirit of forgery
zealot and partisan of the ailings of discipline
countless victims pierced by the daggers of mimicry
seeking the light of direction
offered as a pledge to certainty
severing as a ritual the searching hand
relinquish and malign the tactile
wounds robed
vulgar in the ornaments of aspect
rushing headlong to the surface
suspended in a new inertia
a cloak to preclude acceptance
flailing unforgiven
shielded by myth articulate
take flight
such fictions will not avail
acknowledge them before you
all waning to mineral
aureate dissent in the shackles
of significance
inviolate cruelty
to the mortal structure
endorsing affliction
skull splintering like dull glass
a discarded mosaic
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Hail - Hound of Heaven
07:21
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Kromosom - Paranoid
02:13
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Northumbria - Harbinger
08:44
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Rauru - Old Village
06:32
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Spectral Lore - Moloch
11:05
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Wailing steel
Oppressing
Righteous Sea
Raging
Clash into each other
A battle of will
No man must face this great abyss
That swallows me with no return
It makes me smaller
With every hour that passes
I must overcome it
I must hold to this scrap of rusted metal and not let go
For 11 Days
I ride the conqueror's ship in defiance
Unseen I will be, a ghost
Forgotten by men
To rise out from the waters
After 11 days
And become flesh again
Days and nights pass
I hear the sea talking to me
I understand its language now
It is a god itself
There is one and only word that it says to me
Sacrifice
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Starer - II-Kantilena
06:34
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Tveir Látnir - De Sânge
03:22
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Uamh - Grìan
09:57
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Unreqvited - Anhedonia
05:21
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Fiadh Productions New York, New York
𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔪𝔬𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔡, 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨 & 𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 🌲 𝔰𝔲𝔭𝔭𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔫𝔦𝔪𝔞𝔩 𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔠𝔲𝔢, 𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰 & 𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔣𝔞𝔯𝔢 🐾
𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒾𝒻𝒶𝓈𝒸𝒾𝓈𝓉, 𝓋𝑒𝑔𝒶𝓃, 𝒻𝑒𝓂𝒶𝓁𝑒-𝓇𝓊𝓃✨ 𝔣𝔦𝔞𝔡𝔥𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔡𝔲𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰@𝔤𝔪𝔞𝔦𝔩.𝔠𝔬𝔪
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