6. POINT OF NO RETURN

Slowed HIPPIE SABOTAGE  CRYPTIC CAPTIONS

Prod. by Kno
Artwork by Tithi Luadthong

Verse 1

Rainfall rainfall, come until the pain’s gone
Wash away the small-talk cutting me like chainsaws 
AWOL change blue views with the cray pas
Sketch it with crayons embed it in chaos 
I’m better than they are make sure they all taste salt
When they utter my name make em numb with licain
Migraine lay up under my brain why change 
When there’s none in my lane I reign while
Drops fly down just to wash my crown
Deluged when the god cries out, they choose
To be moth-light bound, I knew my noose
Was a tear-drop shape on a off-white clown
Watch em grow into trees that I roll for relief
When I smoke disappear then I’m gone in a blink
All my spit turned to pearls then I broke it in pieces
Take out my skull just to soak it in bleach 
All I ever wanted was the pain to appease I’m afraid
All I got was a change of the seasons, 
make me believe in the phase of the beast 
I release when I trace it in cement and leave it
The rain makes the leaves wet (buried under sea-level)
Stayed on the defense (wary of the she devils)
Talks are so toxic I’m not interested 
I live in the underground walking with lepers
Oxygen levels are nada persona non grata
I author stigmata armadas of trauma 
I’ll burn with the gods I’m a martyr
Then turn it to Autumn Sonata de nada 
De Sade on the Marqui, I’m dodging the harpies 
A part of me’s lost so I follow the heartbeats 
If I’m made of water that comes from the rain 
Then the waves that I’m on are a part of my body 
GODMODE

Verse 2

Downpour, downpour tell me what you drown for?
Precipitate tears then I wait til the clouds form 
Monsoon weather they all flock together, same feather
Peacock blue neon hue freon grew
Frostbitten bones tossed to the shore
Talk to the ghosts when they knock on my door 
Got lost in the snow with a pocket of posey 
Posthumous flow from the god of the lonely 
Watch when he glows in the dark and the insects come 
Get stuck in the fishnet tongue, press luck til the kismet hums
Kiss death when the lips left numb, on a voodoo doll
When the pins get stuck
And The pain wouldn’t wane so I stayed in the grey with a misspent love
Won’t play their charades it’s a dangerous game
Two graves that I made while I rained on parades
In the eye of the storm where the tides are enormous
Ice on the shoulder the mind is a fortress
Light from the smolder providing the warmth 
Why live by the pen rather die by the sword 
My god I’m lost in the height of the fog
Time stops when it grinds to a halt 
Find what I lost, died on a cross, price of the alms
Write highlights as a shrine for the gods, shine bright
Like a light in a tunnel when I lie in the rubble
They admire the struggle, I’m trapped in cocoons
With the lightning and thunder that I hide in my jugular
Providing my blood for the Draculas too
Come die in the mud cut ties with the sun
Only clouds come out when its time for the flood 
Ultraviolet flux, I decline in a flash
Why define what is nothing when I am just ash
GODMODE

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Sound in Picture's founder @smyahh collaborates for the second time with visual artist Veronika Ward for his new album which invites you to a world of magical realism.

Full story: www.soundinpicture.com/smyah-x-veronika-ward-liminal-spaces/

SMYAH: This is my fourth album. I decided to name it Liminal Spaces because of its dream-like atmosphere. Liminal spaces are the uncertain transitions between where you've been and where you're going physically, emotionally, or metaphorically, which reflects the times of creating this project. I feel that Veronika's visuals bring the feeling of magical realism and make earthly places look outer worldly which really fits the idea of the music.

Picture: https://www.instagram.com/veronika.ward/

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Heaven’s Gate Away team

Prod. by Young God of Blue Sky Black Death

Verse 1:

Phenobarbital mixed with apple sauce & vodka
Who needs rationale when they ration out the dogma
Promises of gods in their passages of karma
Mr. Applewhite can turn the average to a martyr
Purple jumpsuits with the patches on the left
39 aftermaths happened in those beds
39 had to gasp canceling their breath
From the 39 plastic bags wrapped around their heads, 
Deliver us from deliverance
Gimme gimme love or barbiturates
Itchy trigger fingers going numb from the bitterness
They said I'll never fade
Just enter Heaven’s Gate 


Verse 2


I am not a god, I am not Allah
I am not of law, I will not applaud
I am violent, I am not to laud
Nodding off, flying higher than the cosmonauts
Write it like Nabokov, light it like a Molotov
We tried to call to arms confide & watch the stars
We lied & crossed our hearts to promise we'd be different
Threw our sins at God in synagogues, in a fog of demagogues
Get macabre & substitute a slaughter for religion
Yea we say it's not of our volition
Then call on God to fix it but it's fiction
Crucifixion, dying off just to conquer our addictions
Dyatlov pass incident lost in our own winters
They wait in vain for a cosmic intervention
And save the pain just to lock it in a prison
I stay awake with the monsters I've been given
They said I'll never fade
Just enter Heaven's Gate

Salo Sessions II

Heaven's Gate Away Team

1. UNDER MY SKIN

Toss Up ⛈🔮

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Lyrics:

Late night on the line like what’s up 
Feel right when we got those cups up 
My mind finna run, finna rush up 
White lines, saw signs, better hush up 
She fine, lost time, finna crush up 
Off nine so I might fuck us up
No lie, I ain’t playing no bluff up
Caught feels, oh I guess we must’ve 
She came with a blade, finna cut up 
Insane round ways, fuck guts up 
Novocaine come flame for the tough love 
Just saying that pain got us up 
Just saying I’m fucking your trust up 
Long days been cleaning that dust up 
Too many times had me like nuh-uh 
Too many of what I had enough of

(Yeah)
Yeah I must’ve  
Found ways round ways been fucked up 
Been sick inside, fuck clubs up
Might say I’m fine, throw dubs up 
When I lost my mind I lost us 
We been lost off lines and vodka 
Been working non-stop for the floss up 
But I guess either way it’s a toss up

Late night on the line like what’s up 
Feel right, know the white got cut up 
Go heights on flights, pulling trucks up 
Lost minds outside, got love drunk
She fine, cross lines, finna crush up 
Lost minds take time for the cuff up 
No lie I ain’t playing no bluff up
Caught feels, oh I guess we must’ve 
Long days in the shade, that’s tough luck 
Insane round ways, been fucked up 
Novocaine come flame for the tough love 
Just saying that pain got us up 
Just saying I’m fucking your trust up 
Long days been cleaning that dust up 
Too many times had me like nuh-uh 
Too many of what I had enough of

(Yeah)
Yeah I must’ve
Found ways round ways been fucked up 
Been sick inside, fuck clubs up
Might say I’m fine, throw dubs up 
When I lost my mind I lost us 
We been lost off lines and vodka 
Been working non-stop for the floss up 
But I guess either way it’s a toss up

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