Circle Takes The Square - Decompositions - Volume Number One - 04 The Ancestral Other Side

Circle Takes The Square - Decompositions - Volume Number One - 05 Prefaced By The Signal Fires

Sirens

Go Fuck Yrself

ii. Spirit Narrative 

Stalking the formless 
Collapse, 
She strings me along... 
Vapor trails, 
Disappearing tracks; 
Entanglement unwinds 
In threads of golden error. 
What strange attractors ahead, 
Lie awake in wait? 

Crossing this fertile 
Expanse, 
To commune with the life-less... 
Spirit narrative, 
Rite of passage; 
Progress is paralysis 
When poison is my path. 
I'm laid to rest, 
Just to rise again. 

Hell-bent circuits- 
Shadows speak through the frequencies. 
Heaven-sent asylum- 
One psychotic break and the veil recedes. 
Channeling devastating 
Revelations of the method 

From the other side of Somewhere. 
From the endless halls of Elsewhere. 

In some mythic story arc I wake; 
Hand pick your pleasure, feast, then fall from grace. 

Fabled 
Decline; 
Within 
The text 
Resides 
My next 
Shape Shift 
Time Slip. 

Listless, 
When the hammer drops. 
To be still, 
When the narrative breaks down. 
Holding centre 
Under shelter 
Of this altered state. 
At rest, 
In the restlessness 
That was forged 
In this state of changing phase. 
All structure failing: 
God's forsaken sanctuary. 

In field of view 
Her solid state 
Our passing tryst 
Just melts away 
Sublimate 
The Great Divide 
The Grand Design 
Defected 
Solidify 
The Great Divide 
Our cells collide 
The Grand Design 

Deserted- 
Demiurges running free. 
Arcing archangels- 
Only resonate out of sympathy. 
Summoning shocking 
Demonstrations of the method 

From the chambered heart of Nowhere 
(Where the feedback feeds on echoes). 

Baiting the feral 
Demise, 
On the heels of Culture... 
Another crippling analysis, 
Unraveled 
Dreams now interpret me, 
At the trail's end of this 
False Awakening.

Spirit Narrative (stand-alone version)

Plague Soundscapes

Wet Dream War Machine

Pickup Truck Full Of Forty Minutes

Anything Jesus Does, I Can Do Better

Complete Discography

Gravity

i. Enter By The Narrow Gates 

"All Hope Abandon Ye Who Enter Here." 
-Dante, The Inferno 

Bring forth the Light, 
To raze colonies 
In a single cleansing breath. 
Don't sleep, my queen; 
The sun rises one less time 
Than it will set. 
Now overhead, the stars 
That guided our forebears 
Have turned to dust. 
And underfoot, the churning 
Framework of this earth 
Succumbs to rust. 

Bring forth the Light. 

These dreams of Thunder displace, 
Dismantled spirit's burnt bare- 
Sylphs in the shards resounding, 
"Open to the Field!" 
Depatterned, floating in Grace, 
Mapping the fragments... 
"For to awaken and reassemble, 
Enter by the narrow gates." 

All has been inscribed 
In the footnotes of time, 
From the rising dead 
To the falling rains; 
From these proving grounds 
To the burial mounds 
Of fallen satellites' 
Skeletal remains. 

From a timeworn note's 
Subtle feeling-tone, 
To the coiled scales 
In this mistaken mode. 
Felt the birch bark walls 
Of the temple shake, 
When those who from heaven, 
To this earth came. 

From Eleusia 
To the Killing Fields; 
From the Promised Land 
To the coming plague; 
From the trenches of 
Every whispered war, 
To the future wreckage 
Of the Large Array. 

For the gate is wide, 
And the way is broad, 
That delivered me 
(Insufferable in-between) 
From the fleeting dawn 
To this endless night, 
In the labyrinth 
Of the Iron Kings. 

Now my footsteps take precedence as the traffic sounds fade, 
And this city's lungs have purged their last breath. 
I'm held captive at the curb before the World's End Lane, 
Where I pledge my self to uncertainty. 
From this shattered breaking point each new step must be 
Nothing short of the saddest act of sorcery. 
In search of that fleeting adversity, 
O, merciless emptiness, that used to possess me... 

So farewell Persephone, at rest on the altar, 
Who dared to merge stone with the skies. 
What curses of men guard the bridges you built, dear? 
What doorways, what star-gates have you left behind? 
So I'm following stardust, what's left of the twilight, 
To get to that last jagged line. 
To the edge of the earth by the age of rebirth. 
I'll dissolve, end this realm, and reclaim what is mine. 

Take in the knitting air, 
Part with the cleansing breath, 
Destiny turns the soils in which we manifest. 
Suffer the burning coals, 
Yield to the spiral tides, 
Peer into the darkness, that all may be defined. 

(swing wide the narrow gates)

Circle Takes the Square-Enter By The Narrow Gates

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Circle Takes The Square - Decompositions - Volume Number One - 04 The Ancestral Other Side

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