
Just go for something. I'll go for something too.
The ones that fill the void, the beasts of witless wild
And I've finally seen, it shakes the foundations
It shakes from the foundations, the fundations of the city
Every grain of gravel is trembling
And oh, I feel, oh yeah
The water
I feel it in the water
Fluoride circulated government pressure
I see the sky dance with the lights of a thousand souls
I see, I see them all
I see them ring the maw
I see everything consuming
I see the world
I see with a thousand eyes
As it ????? the sky
I see the raven land upon the roof of the train
The migration into the primal lizard brain
Oh, the Prophet descends, and he has only one word to say
"Pain"
His tongue falls upon the ground, he's said all he needs to say
Oh, one-word prophet, someday
You will come again, oh
Land upon the roof
Breathing of the ages
Someday you will come and teach us again
I speak without a tongue
Apart for all the ages
And God help all those who do not die young x3
He sung
Oh, stand up on the electric perch
A spread of black lightning from the roof of the church
IN MEDIA CRUCIS
There's something soulless
Crawling on the congregation
Speaks with the tongue of a wolf and the face of a lamb
The chaos in the sky, is it
The fluttering of the angels
Or is it the coming of the final war
Oh God help all those who, die unsung
Oh God help all those who don't die unsung
Who die young, die unsung
Come unstuck
Maybe you'll have luck unlike the rest of us
We walk the Earth in seventeen 
We feel the ground beneath our feet
We wail, lament, but it won't bring us peace
I see
Oh God help all those who do not die young
Now...

Somewhere Ago


...prophet on this one. This is... cowboy prophet.
Yeah...
Oh...
The great city of iron reaches for the sky...
oh, suspended in the sky, layer upon layer...
Between the city walls, the city runs with ???
A city that runs on blood like diesel
Oh, thousands of floors of iron
I enter through the valley of the thorns
And enter the village of Low
The plague swarms around the village
The houses cleft in twain
The water runs with disease
The grass is yellow, plagued
I walk through the subway, walls caked with rust and paint
To enter the dying city, where the serpent sits upon the throne of pain
I enter through the door, with the yellow sign upon it
It rends the fabric of space
The sign that tells of thousands of years of lore
Buried in a city no God has ever seen before
I enter through the doorway, to find the sea of blades
The sky is pure white, the earth is cleft in twain
Oh, it is featureless
Rows upon rows of memories, left to feed upon the earth
The hungry soldiers rise from our souls
The memories we give life to
The city of the American Dream
In the alley clinic, walls caked with filthy soot
She stands in blackened clothes and dripping with blood
Oh, I look upon her face and see
Teeth set in a maw
NO EYES
In the center of this land, I see a maw
A giant stooped in it, eyes upon its hands
Around this maw, ringed buildings like teeth
The cold of the lands within the continent ringed with ice
The grey expanse that knows no end
And within the maw of the abyss, the giant smiles
His time will come
I see the city rise like a tower
And ringed with...
I see the the suburbs, people living on ignorance
I see the wolves prowling the streets of metaphors
I see the candles gutter in alleys that have not been born
Oh, you are the city of my dreams, oh
I see you gushing with spiders from within, oh
Blood like diesel flows
A beauty under clothes
You are all that mankind has created
I see her hands reach out, fingers juxtaposed against dirty floor
Oh, I see the city of my dreams
The Phoenix rising at the seams
I see the sky burn like gasoline
I see what you have never seen
AN ANGEL BLEED

Frügtsalat

Lyrics unknown. The best bid (by REKI, who actually sung them) follows.


Everything is everything is everything is...
Everything you are, on the earth...
You can see it, ???
Oh the eternal, oh the expedient
Oh the eternal, oh the exponent
I am what I am, I am that I am and all that I am
Oh, the skyline is - 
We are in the palace of the homeless
Oh, the beauty exceeds [  ]
Oh, the ????? of fate
We are [complete gibberish]
???
Oh, Lilith, oh
Red moon in blue skies
You are the mother of the red moon
Your angels upon shades of black
Black wood, black stone, crimson leaves
Oh, ????, an iron womb and the birth of the motherless
You are neverborn, never gave birth, but your children claw across the earth
Oh, ??? of thunder, glowing teeth
[indecipherable]
Oh, the flower blooms in the sky, miles wide
Everything I am gets absorbed
I will give myself over to you
Your iron womb, false mother of all
Red moon in black skies
????
??? and the eagle soars
The words that come out of my mouth are no longer mine
Oh the whirlwind, oh the red
Oh the warrior of the dead
Oh that everything you said
Now that everything is pain, make - 
Oh, I am ready you are ready this is all the end
What I'm saying, no longer what I said
Oh, no one knows, no one must know
No one must know and the tongues
[I SEE HER VISAGE]
Oh, take her place and all that we stand for is dead
Oh, but ??? the reason
Everything you are, everything you are
Cycling through the death and life of everything that was
Everything you are, Mother, Mother, oh God
[Everything, everything, everything, can't you see? Can't you fucking see? 
This is the everything, if it isn't then nothing can be, and it isn't!
It isn't, can't you see? Can't you fucking see?]
Lilith! Lilith! You are the mother of the red moon!
Everything!
It can't be, it has never been
The neverborn, can't you see
You're the child of everything
Pin your hands to the frozen earth, eclipsed by lies, your Mother's cries
Shake the very earth
Everything I were [sic], everything I was
[[YOU HAVE YOUR MOTHER'S EYES]]
Everything
dies.

Christian Balkon

Lyrics unknown. REKI might not be able to decipher them.
Something with burying bodies in mountains. And something about Lilith.

N/Fabrication

I'm very sorry.
 - REKI

P.S. 
No need to hide it, really. As you might have guessed, this track was recorded in an extremely altered state of mind (even compared to all the others). Sorry.

Words Burned Upon - - -

This was made at a whole new level of sober.
Lyrics:

DOOOING
Yeah, shouldn't ya just delete that track, yeah?
???
Okay. You'll have to cut this out later, then.
Or was it...
???
We're obviously really stoned.
I stand at the cliff at the top of the world
My boots covered in white mud
I am the forsaken
I am the lonely thief
I have left the green behind
For this sand and blue
The skies are azure
To the West, there is only emptiness
To the East comes a great calamity
And you will know it in your heart
What will come from the South
For it is all you ever fear
And all that you hold dear
And to the North stands the temple at the end of the world
Corridors pristine with lapis lazuli and gold
Soundless ghosts have histories untold, unknown
Forever gone, never one
Tell me, please, we can someday be gone
And the sky opens
Blue
Deep blue
If only it opened for you
We are a glimmer of hope at the end of the WORD
We are the sound of the candle extinguished
We are the ones who stand in the temple without footsteps 
We are the ones who speak prayers without words
We are the ones who know without speaking
Of, oh, what is true?
And now, that is, what are you?
Is it true?
We stand above
Higher than they have ever come
And some say
That someday we can be one
And as I start to imagine 
The fires of God
Is where you watch, splitting skies above
You are the Word
That brings the end
You are the devil that need not ascend
Some burn in the fires
Some start to lose hope
Falling, and fast, oh
This will never last
Falling, and fast
Some of us claim that we feel how we were meant to be
Some desired to live a life without the Name
Without the shames that were ours to bear
It was unspoken for so many ages
Let this be undone
Let this start as one
We are the anger at the end of the rope
We are the meaning of love when it loses all hope 
We are the word, and the word is 
FIRE

Salt - Brick - Sky

I'm really sorry.
This is what REKI does in his free time.

A Prison For Names - Cat Machines

This is REKI's project what he just came up with half an hour ago. What a miracle technology is, allowing even REKI to make music. Well, sound.

A Prison For Names - Reverse Mountain

We don't usually play shoegaze.
We also might not understand the genre.
We also usually don't play sober.

Street of the Sun

Stream-of-consciousness/no-fi/deconstruction/experimental sounds from Denmark.
We don't even know what we're doing, we just do it.
Vocals: REKI
Guitar, wizardry: moth

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