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Ruin Song
02:06
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Where has your flesh gone?
I do not hear your heartbeat
Only the whisper of your song
Through broken walls and shattered streets
And where has your blood gone?
I wonder as I wander here
For these travelers you’ve drawn
Don’t live to turn your rusted gears
And where has your soul gone?
For I know this ghost is not the same
As these endless years dragged on
Didyou lose yourself? Forget your name?
When does a building die?
How’s a long dead creature mourned?
Or is it that death is defied,
When a ruin is born?
Where have you gone?
I do not hear your heartbeat
Only a whispered song
Of loneliness and concrete
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For You
02:43
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This house is for you
It is your place of honor
Come upstairs and see the view
In your bedroom
From out the window
See the winding streets below
Never shall you shrink and shiver
Never shall you be alone
Below you in the hearth
Ever shall the fire burn
In this home, this resting place
For which your soul has yearned
This house is for you
And on the corner it’s been waiting
Haven’t you been waiting too?
This house is for you
Made of stone and timber
Flesh both resolute and true
But in these days left bloodless
Since it’s makers did Depart
But now! It knows its purpose
And that that was just the start
This House is for you,
And it’s chest has broken open
So that you might be its too
It’s rib cage spilt and splintered
But you see no bloody heart
But of course, how could you?
Do you not know what you are?
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3. |
The Devouring of Light
02:26
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The plane will always tilt, to tip the pathway down
This is the kind of darkness where any light will drown
Walls fold in around me, then blossom and invert
And thus I just accept that no direction will assert
(I was going out of town once and I said I was “going down” to wherever it was even though the place was north of me… obviously I got called on it, so I tried to double down and say that It was just my personal convection south is up north is down and also long as I was consistent there was no *reason* that was inherently inaccurate.)
Itself to be the up or down
Is it floating or just falling when the walls depart?
I suppose there is no point in trying to tell these things apart
(I keep trying to remember the first time I experienced cave darkness. That *perfect* absence. But the impression I have seems… constructed… I think I remember how it made me *feel*, but the memory itself is just something I’ve built out of that lingering sensation, the shape of the void where the real memory should be.)
Now lost within a blackness, more than any given night
In these last few moment, I too devour my last light
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4. |
A Haunting's Love Song
02:43
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This is the way life has turned, life has twisted
(Where has your soul gone?)
This is a house, and I am within it
(I do not feel your heartbeat)
It’s bones are my bones, it’s walls are my skin
I shutter the windows, and let no one in
Sunk on the hillside we molder as one
Oh house on the hill, thy will be done
You are no place of honor my dear,
(this house is for you, it is your place of honor)
But still i have chosen to lay my bones here
(Come up stairs and see the view)
Not built for my body, these hallways this home
(This house is for you, for so long it's been waiting)
I’ll shift and transform my dear exclusion zone
(Haven't you been waiting to?)
So now lay me down in this moldering bed
(Where has your blood gone?)
Forget and forsake them, you have me instead
(What heart have you to circulate)
I offer it, take of my blood and my flesh
(Whatever's lost, whatever's gone)
Thus that our souls will grow truly enmeshed
(I am here, it's not too late)
Open your rib cage, and make me your heart
Brick of my blood no more shall we part
I’ve grown scaffolds and plaster, you flesh bone and sinew
You are a home, and I am within you
I love you eternal, your rotting facade
My house, my home, my soul, my god
Bound deep on this hillside our roots become one
Oh house on the hill, thy will be done
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