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Meadowlark
04:30
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Enshrined we need a place to roam
Tree line above the desert floor
Bring back the plague from above
Drink up and you slip away..
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Worlds apart, waves between
Alone the pain in living on your own
I keep running I just keep running
There’s no hurting, if I keep running.
Am I high enough?
Titanis
Grown from the seeds
Painful to swallow
Phosphoric sheen
Deconstruct marrow.
Erupt, refine
Trust, divide.
Bliss of black sands
From lava or gas
Cyst in the glands
Sickness of brands
Reek of burnt trash
Blister of lands
Erupt refine
Trust divide .
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Grown from the seeds
Painful to swallow
Phosphoric sheen
Deconstruct marrow.
Erupt, refine
Trust, divide.
Bliss of black sands
From lava or gas
Cyst in the glands
Sickness of brands
Reek of burnt trash
Blister of lands
Erupt refine
Trust divide .
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Compression to the forehead
I feel the pain, affliction game,
shame, I clog the drain.
We sent a fucking warhead,
nothing has changed,
the buzzing planes, the endless days.
We try to just absorb it, the sound in waves
in shades of grey, a famine craze, pain.
A screen they just perform it, digital haze,
systemic hate, receiving praise;
fame, inside they need it.
Complacent and plain
Patient and swollen
The impact like a train
Disgust for that which is foreign.
Brace for the light
A new Nature calls
The Dosage just right
Intentional downfall.
Lost feeling in my fingers
From digging graves, no longer brave,
shame, from losing faith.
A fire breathing vulture,
we need some rain, protection cave,
flame, I’m losing faith,
beside the deep end.
Frigid road lead back to me,
tun in place, blasphemy.
Heavy load tragedy,
mythical, majesty.
We let go, it’s been so long,
feet touch down together.
Slow decay, it’s been so long,
we lay down together.
Resonate in isolation.
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A fleet of lions on the shoreline
Many crimes of the few
Bright vessel on a through line
It’s a clear symbol of abuse
Another night on the jetty
Cloth lit by the moon
Not seen or heard by the lookout
Serenade by his tune
Black bolts on the ship's mast
White rock like a screw
Revenge of the soul stripper
Great augur of doom
Rasant l'horizon malade,
Oiseau de mauvais temps!
Leurs mirages, en un instant,
À ma vue, virent au maussade.
Louvoyant le coeur léger
au milieu des fusées de détresses.
Maudit! Mais pourtant modeste messager
d'un sort que tous connaissent,
Louvoyant le coeur léger
au milieu des fusées de détresses.
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Titmouse
04:11
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Say what you wanna say
Feel what you wanna feel
Rushing to feed like an animal
In this phase nothing is real.
Say what you wanna say
Feel what you wanna feel
Take the disease like a cannibal
In this phase nothing is real.
Make sure you’re facing up to recharge
Chasing the fleeting light, we breathe hard
Careful when reaching down a glass shard
Bathe in the river blight the last yard
You’re climbing up to feather down
A stinging rain, a bloody crown
A bowl divided five ways
sixteen hours, moving sideways
Up and up beyond the cloud lines
None of this is yours and none of it is mine
Light Divide, Light Divine.
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Titmice
04:24
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Believe in yourself.
Flame bound, become oppressor.
Virtue imbibed, light concealed within.
Befriend, forged, but never alive.
Fetus grieves, not yet aware.
Cracks form, forever engrained
Shall not subside.
Grind and gag a fledgling Christ
A Hell bound sphere
Seethe from seedling fruits still bright but growing nowhere.
Reaching for hardened blade
Raking a wound til fester
Plotting the crescent way
Escaping the new aggressor
Decaying too far to know
Flaying a claw perfection
Seep into guarded knoll
Seize on the precious weapon
Hold, melt onto
Gold, weep into
Woe, don’t listen
Foe, glistening
Devour resuscitate
Desire evacuation
Leaving bread for the birds to fly down down down into to the breeding ground
Meaningful end to the border line down down down into the rotting mines.
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Rook
04:55
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Feather of might feather empower
Leather ignite leather devour
A treasure recedes core of the mountain
Ferocious in deeds sends all the hounds in
Receding ice age porn
On a raid of virgin soil
Besieging biplane
Mission to explore
Creation of spice, industrial solutions
Benefits 1, object occlusion
Duration of life, down by pollution
Receding ice age porn
On a raid of virgin soil
Besieging biplane
Mission to explore
Upheaval dreams
Stretching for the first time
Haggard in a new place
Retching on our new shine
Reeling at the warm rays
Threaded onto wrong spline
Spiral into deep daze
Wetted into land mine
Vested for remaining days
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Thrush
05:48
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Tireless flight
Return from a temperate winter
Drenched by firelight
Veins of an ash lay bore
Crushed temple break me down
Baby it’s warmer together I
Thrush, desire be heard
do we owe?
Wisdom from lore
Paper trust
Pain from lines drawn
Treefall will crush
Sickle wine thrust
Cinder signs, lead nary us
And we crawl
Sang by the Thrush It Rang
Trudge, patterns to mourn
Theft of rainfall
Still we are born Into night
Breathless from sage fire
Creation of song
Suppresses the rage desire
Nectar of gods
Embrace the sweet siren
Sleep on the leaves
Branches shield cold
Redwood
Consume my whole plate
Resume on My two legs
Consume my whole day
Confide my twin blade.
Thrush
Opal white thrush
To the sea
Opal white thrush
Veins of an ash lay bore
Sang through the leaves still we trust
Into night opal white thrush
Crushed temple lay me down
It rang
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Author & Punisher San Diego, California
Author & Punisher is an industrial doom and drone metal, one man band utilizing primarily custom fabricated
machines/controllers and speakers called Drone/Dub Machines. The devices draw heavily on aspects of industrial automation, robotics and mechanical tools and devices, focusing on the eroticism of the interaction with machine.
Photo credit: Chad Kelco
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