1. |
An introduction
01:05
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An introduction
This is no theater or television
This
Is reality
Though wrapped
In paper
And shiny words of trickery
Though distorted
Through blinded
Quixotic eyes
Though faint
And unclear, undear
Through walls of vapor
Still
Reality
Still filled
With pain and joy
Still obscure
But still
Real
Grim
Beautiful
Reality
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2. |
City of Whores
04:25
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City of Whores
On a walk
In the city of whores
I went by
the supermarked
I saw the despair and burning
money of the shadow people
Two women
Greeted one another
Said a few words
And went on
Their fake smiles
Stretched like tight masks
That don’t fit
And by their side
Their smothered children
With chainsaw elbows
And tongues of acid
At the ivory tower
Of education
I saw
The back clappers
Back stabbers
stood in line
Unprofessional
Shouted with glee
“The best place in the world to be”
I shook my head
From the unifying lie
So far from it
No room for concern
And no room for gifted children
But there were no mistakes
There were only lies
They could hide behind as
All the oceans fell down
Their failed truth was all they saw
And they screamed at me
Though I didn’t know why
Anonymous accusations filled the air
But they kept up their appearances
And their distorted smiles
Suddenly they stopped
Asking each other
Are we normal?
Are we like everybody else?
How you blindfold the truth
And manipulate
With your
false authority
by the sea
I saw Ministries and majesties
Raising statues as the schools declined
Decency was lost
And profit won
Breeding birth and
Retirement homes
Lay scattered
Forget democracy
we want moments and monuments of the future
Just a cruel lie that makes the present bitter
You prostitute democracy
In your greed for power
The things we do for love
The things you do for lust
Suffocate all living
Kill the will to be
..and all there’s left
is hate
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3. |
(Hollow Commandment 1.0)
00:32
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4. |
Corridor Wasteland
05:17
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Corridor Wasteland
At the halls of leaders
In the boardroom of power
I walked
For miles and
Miles
Along the
Vast corridor wasteland
Empty shadows
All I saw
As I passed
Door after door
Solid shut
In need
Of company and consolation
I quietly
Opened one
Strange men
Exposing
Their egos and magic wands
In obscure gestures
Like mental penises
As I entered
Evil glances
And secret
Enchantments
Were
Cast
When did you
When did you sell
Your dirty little
Soul
For money?
When did you
Trade
Your decency
For the sweet
Rush
Of intoxicating supremacy?
Who did you lick
And who did you crush
For
Your fix of rule and command?
In panic
I opened door after door
Only to find
The same
Scenery
Grasping for air
I ran outside
Water and dusty rain
Music cleared the light
And strangest reasons
Seemed quite..
Distant
In the dim light
the children
in the ballet of war
danced
on the stones
and roses
Foreign voices
Radios
Death
Infinity
And a railroad track
That goes
on and on
I turned my back
On the city
Burnt my bridges
And killed
Their light
Of lies
Raise me an effigy
A statue of
Salt
If these sins
Are right
Please
Smite me then
For my home
Is not here
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5. |
(Hollow Commandment 2.0)
00:32
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6. |
Amplexus
04:25
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Amplexus
As I crawled
Through
The dark forest
Of doubt and
Silence
Odd beings
Passed me
On every side
I noticed
A cold breath
So very
Near
A one armed
Woman
Of radiant black
And deep wounds
Clutching to a cane of twisted metal
She turned
And spoke
“I know why
You can’t sleep
At night
Why you gaze
Out of dark windows
Longing
For some
Horizon
Out there
Somewhere
In the Life
You forgot
And left behind
I know the splinters
In your heart
And why
Your eyes
Look so broken
I know
Trust me
I know
I even know
Why you push everyone
Aside
And destroy your own
Happiness
And every one
Who tries to
Love you”
She looked
Straight
At me
Her eyes
Vivid
And
Severe
“Find you strength
In solitude
And morphemic illusions
Alone
Is all
You are
Born alone
Take the pain
Alone
Meet your nightmares
Alone
Left to die
Alone
And be grateful
To be
Alone”
The sweet scent of
blood
filled
the air
as I
limbed on
through the shady
streets
of
fear
embracing every
phantom
on my journey
embracing every
shadow
on my journey
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7. |
(Hollow Commandment 3.0)
02:00
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8. |
The Passage
05:50
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The passage
The passage
Slowly
Took me places
Where I could never return
But in dreams..
Drift
into the abyss of grey
As planet caravan
Floats by
Distant
Along the paths
Where men of iron
May
Have wandered
The walls resuming
Their liquid maze
Creation
Me
On the pale fields
Flocks
3 stones in a row
Ancient signs
At land’s edge
The cold caress
Of water’s
Dwelling
Wind
Fall screams
As signs
Block the way
What do they fear?
These people of strange
What makes man free?
His boat?
His ship?
Or the water
That he lives by?
In the cold of November
The old woman
Weeding the grave
Of her husband
Only last year
Long diseased
Wage memories
Left to harvest
Light of fall
Forehead’s razor
The drops in empty glasses
Await the coming
Of the ocean
The faint dreams
Of the ocean
The urge
To be the ocean
"Begrav mig dybt, så rejs jer stolt
Og bryd jer tunge bånd
Og vand så med tyranners blod
Retfærdighedens ånd
Og i slægtens nye navn
Navnet der er frit
Med stille talte, varme ord
Så mind jer også mit"
“Oh bury me, then rise ye up
And break your heavy chains
And water with the tyrants' blood
The freedom you have gained.
And in the great new family,
The family of the free,
With softly spoken, kindly word
Remember also me”.
(Taras Shevchenko)
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