Name: The Lazarus Plot - Confessions To An Early Summer Nightmare by archive 2
Duration: 2 min 55 s
Description: high quality FLAC rip courtesy of 2toucan and CanadianWasteland

Flowers Taped To Pens - Ghosts In My Bed


From 2004 full length "As the Roots Undo"
Released by Robotic Empire and Hyperrealist
Recorded and mastered by Anthony Stubelek at Rockstudio in Brunswick GA

Nothing's so lucid as the promise of dreams, but these pills we found just make me sleep.
There's nothing quite so pure as the written word my dear, so lets have ourselves a little poem.
Until the will to speak loses urgency.
Our animal indecency in print is so blase.
Its about the bell tower, at the golden hour.
Angel of the spires climbs here steel cage staircase spine, angle of desire.
Ascend the wrought iron, one by one, wrung by wrung.

Is it the rising roof line that makes me feel so swallowed whole,
or the way my body barely pricks the sky,
the same as a century's worth of virgin's blood that's passed through my longing veins,
scheming to convince my aching mind that pleasure's got nothing on the miracle of need.
Nothing's so purile as meter and rhyme when you can't see the ground from that ledge and this perch is so far, far from the nest.
Gravity doesn't grant me the privilege of failure my bough never breaks
I don't stumble into anything
so I climb and I carve my initials in the bark with that feather I found but its all so contrived.

My genes didn't bless me with the foresight of a sage but I know how this will end, in apologies and ink on the page.
A slowly constructed crow quilled confession of my spirit to all of you,
black waterproof ink scars the board, so hot-pressed, pristine and pure.
A slowly constructed manifestation of "to tremble",
as base as a bridge in a song and less like the poem that I promised you.
Nothing's so lurid as haiku-detat on sidewalks in white outlined chalk,
all I've got is this ink smeared lines.
With our voices in harmony, the offering, of a crow quilled threnody. 


"Crowquill" from As the Roots Undo 2004

olth - thinking of you (nightcore)

lmnh - Memory is not what the heart desires. That is only a mirror

high quality FLAC rip courtesy of 2toucan and CanadianWasteland

Self-Titled 2x7''

The Lazarus Plot - Confessions To An Early Summer Nightmare

Heartscarved - God Complex

Daïtro - Au Bout De Mes Lèvres

Gxllium - Jeff’s Song

Why... am I so different?!

Broadcast 2025-10-06

This is a light ballad about a heavy subject.

Musically, it’s very simple, an acoustic guitar, with a solo vocal.

The instrumental provided by the guitar was simple and could almost be called neutral in this context.

But that’s not the case when you listen to the vocal, and I mean listen.

The vocal tone and stress is again neutral, but the lyrics are a world away from that.

It’s a classical tale of a breakup, initiated by the other, and the singer trying to work through what just happened.

It was “the final break as you walked out the door”

She sings, “I’m trying to figure you out” but “I can’t seem to write it down.”

There’s some history to this break though, something perceived as not right but which festered  “’cause you never really tried to fix it.”

It is definitely seen as final, because she concludes “I don’t know how to leave this mess, but I do”

A good instrumental, great lyrics and a great voice to go with it.

You’ve done the rising star performances, go for it!




The Lazarus Plot - Confessions To An Early Summer Nightmare

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