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Sherman and Cigarbox

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Whine Present

DJ Double Dick - Ride

First track of the Ætervader EP

Lyrics:
night in the land of jokes
unexpected anomaly
hands and mind chained
held fast in the grip of fear
undefinable sound
shriek, scream, spinning wildly stop
a callback to years ago
to raging instability

portal to uncertainty
a familiar face, yet not
the home of jest tainted
by the touch of white dread
books used to defend against
the chill of that single image
imposed on every thought
demanding acknowledgement

almost friends! white!
almost friends! shriek!
almost friends! vivid!
almost friends! memory!

Ætervader

Visage

Second track of the Ætervader EP

Lyrics:
Som en oldings gigtramte krog
stikker du opad forgæves
et hastigt håb, ungdommeligt sprog
kun råd og tid levnes

Spedalsk som selve pagten er du
med grøn-brune plamager
din hud faldet fra, udslukt med omhu
ustabil og mager

Knoklede knoer knuger luften
du er på kanten af floden
du bærer dit eget lig til kisten
ingen færgemand i båden

Nu er striden slut for evigt
du synker langsomt i jorden
væltet ved vold, mangt har du lidt
ydmyget forloren

Der venter dig intet himmerige
intet helvede ingen ild
Du vil huske alt indtil du forgår
i fordærvets muld

Færgemand

Third track of the Ætervader EP

Lyrics:
En firkantet storm
blæser omkring min omkreds
hvor jeg sidder, vinden er blå,
og lynene er runde
Jeg vågner nok op når den er væk
for sent opdager jeg
at takkede tanker æder mig op
vågner jeg mon når de er væk?

Min krop kredser omkring sig selv
mine hænder hænger i galgen
jeg opsluges af intethed
pil min fucking verden ned

jeg siver ned igennem tragten
tager mig til fokus
hvor lyd er spyd og blodet det er rødt
der er ikke noget at vågne til
jeg tager mig til sjælen
den voldsomme vægt tynger med ned
jeg vågner alligevel aldrig igen

Min krop kredser omkring sig selv
mine øjne hænger bag min ryg
jeg oplsuges af altinghed
pil min falske verden ned

Uvirkeligt Fortabt

Fourth track of the Ætervader EP

Lyrics:
Red, brown and dead it was the sign
the woods were being eaten by time
trees turned dark as midnight black
wind rushed, musty stench spreading
spreading
shadows swirled around him
he got up to confront them
their power was greater than his own

Trees fall!
skovens død
giving way!
skovens død
worms will feast!
skovens død
run! run!

Hopeless he stood
teary, life and will depleted, hope all gone
rot came to take him like all other things
the woods were falling to decay
creeping in his mind ,creeping in his body
corrupting all

Trees fall!
skovens død
giving way!
skovens død
worms will feast!
skovens død
run! run!

Skovens Død

Fifth track of the Ætervader EP

Lyrics:
crackling warm gravel under boots
Sun piercing
Howling sky
Soon alone
The sight is Hammered into the eye
The great sound is heard
summer collossus sleeping still
Up here the earth
Slithers into the nose

You come across the hills
cradling the searching sun
with leaf-steps you bound
great arcs caressing the shapes of rocks
shifting no pebbles, shaking the trees
drippling water as from clean hands
your light beaming sweeps our skin
tingling slightly
blushing faces
flushing all places
with a thunderous grin
you release barefooted joy

Patience
planted reverence
unconditional

Colourbringer's Dance

Lur På Græss

Train For Etna

Audio using a modified painting by Tal R as notation

Schlomo 5

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Ætervader

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