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Mater Larvarum

Ora Pro Nobis

“Between the beats, no hunger stays, between the waves, no time decays.”

What they say about her song:
"A gaze that holds eternity – the cliff, the sea, the monkey, the truth."

On the cliffs of Uluwatu, a sacred monkey stared into the ocean and time dissolved. This song was born from that moment: the union of nature, spirit, and sound.
The bassline flows like the sea below, deep and endless. Guitars echo like waves against stone. The voice trembles raw and eternal, whispering, roaring, dissolving into ghostly harmonies.
It is a hymn to the timeless gaze of the temple monkey – a meeting of hunger and peace, silence and fire, bird and sea.
Temple Monkey’s Eternal Gaze – The Cliff of Time is more than music: it is the echo of infinity, the unbroken thread between worlds.

All music, lyrics, and visual artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology. © 2025 MIRAGE – All rights reserved.

Temple Monkey’s Eternal Gaze – The Cliff of Time

Fields of bones beneath the grain,
Ghosts still work the southern chain.
Smoke from cities, blood in rain,
Dollar signs tattooed with pain.

Bright clean flag waves above the barn,
Dreams embalmed in the graveyard.
Gold runs slick down the preacher’s sleeve,
Truth’s a wound you can’t believe.

American Maggot — chew and grow,
On the body you don’t know.
The light went some wars ago,
But the TV swears it’s a morning show.

American Maggot — hum that hymn,
Of rust and oil and seraphim.
You wear the crown, the rot, the sin,
And call it a resurrection.

Steel and shadow, glass and gun,
Children coughing in the sun.
ICE vans crawl where the workers run,
Freedom limps — the laws undone.

Church bells ring, don’t cure all,
All the empires learn to fall.
Blessed are these blind and numb,
Who burn the Earth for their kingdom come.

American Maggot — creep and feed,
On every broken prayer and creed.
The scar’s the only vote you need,
Waving on as the country bleeds.

Somewhere under Wall Street’s floor,
History whispers, “Never more.”
The gangrene won’t heal, it just keeps score —
While the Maggot eats the core.

American Maggot, Reprise

Beautiful rock song. Dedicated to memory of Zegretti Elena e Mazzocchi Alvaro.

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