In the haunted and harrowing halls
Distortions of screams; sirens that skate and scour the soured walls
As withered vines; at first so beautiful did climb
And dance and dream and drink
Nectar from an untainted spring 
From an untainted wood 
in an untainted valley 
where that ravishly riveting doorway stood, this galley
That beckoned this skin so fair; that Angel of angels, that God of men
In exuberance unbound lept far, and again
As the sky burned a blaze of electric blue 
Like diamonds his eyes of Shining silken sapphire
Yet if he knew—
In his feverish run, as this journey at once begun;
Every touch of his whispering feet
Were where boulders and rockets meet
Where a kiss is a torrential storm
As every radiant rose he planted wept a thousand years of her thorns 
Every thorn became a tower
That tore and split and sunk and devoured 
Straight through moonlit flesh to the wildly pulsing drums 
Of the daughters and of the sons
Who couldn’t speak their diasporic tongues
And in their love grown wild as their rage
They planted seeds of the future age
That grew and spiraled aeons high
Droplets of crimson now stream from his mournful eye
The vines stretch as aching veins that over the towers have climbed
Every fiber and every cell; is a liquid and electric spell
Now these creeping and twirling plantae-machines 
Are spinning voracious, violent webs of dreams
Every night and every dawn, 
Every sight and every song—
The children frolic and play and forget 
The dance of gods where angels wept.

The Dance Of Gods (Eros in Lament Version II)

Abysmal

Arranged for Cascadian Yule.  Deepest gratitudes to the return of the Sun.

Yule '23

Convocation for the Rebirth of the Sun

Quando

I WILL BECOME THE HOLY COW
WITH EARS BLOOD RED
I WILL TRAMPLE THY BODY
INTO FRIGID WATERS

I WILL BECOME AN EEL
AND I WILL THROW A NOOSE 
ROUND THY FEET IN THE FORD

I WILL BECOME THE WOLF
MY TEETH SHALL STAY THY ARM

I OFFER THE WITHERED TEAT
THAT DENIES YOU MILK

I OFFER YOU FLESH
OF THE FORBIDDEN DOG

YOU SHATTERED MY LEG
YOU CRUSHED MY HEAD
YOU GOUGED OUT MY EYES
YET I AM NOT DEAD

Fetters - Goddess of War

death to the trolls rake the coals ashes ashes we all overdose on the mountain of hope trying to cope some find allah and some find dope i'm a creature of habit got a little of both puff on a preroll listen to the pope he said poverty's not an accident that's his two cents that's droppin' a real gem i won't back down petty said at the gates of hell code red code red oh my good god damn i've contemplated i've concentrated i've been the hated but i've also been loved and that's the difference been at odds with the u.s. department of defense since the day i discovered their existence shout out to the resistance if you're my enemy then you're my enemy's friend russian roulette reservoir dogs ending kinda sick of pretending flipping off a motorcade are we bending or breaking are we sean hannity pedophile insanity boycott everything but don't be mad at me civil war imminent that's our sentiment no single soul i know trust the government we drop the ball pick it up then punt it need to draw the line but it's hard being hunted always on the run tryin' to dodge the crosshairs always watch your back 'cause you know that they're out there always on the run tryin' to dodge the crosshairs always wondering if there's anyone who cares

Death To The Trolls

Kapiano's first and only full length album featured the songwriting and instrumentation of Patrick and Andrea Patton, laying the foundation for their future Rock Band, Oh My Land.

02 Cocoon

taken from the "Under Pale Moon" 12"LP/CD

Fetters - Goddess of War

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