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From the forthcoming album by Zao "The Well-Intentioned Virus".  Out 12/9/16 on Observed/Observer Recordings.

The fire burns, the fire burns 
As leaves they fall and twist and turn 
Gather thoughts to be unlearned 
Wooden cribs to marble urns 

Metallic paralyzed teeth rejoice 
At the sound of the spectre’s voice 
Alas the masses seek the answer 
Some grow rich some rot from cancer 
Despair to stillness, all is revealed 
Life is chaos, a spinning wheel 
We all are one and nothing’s real 
Nothingness is real 

The fire burns, the fire burns 
As leaves they fall and twist and turn 
Gather thoughts to be unlearned 
Wooden cribs to marble urns 

Oneness revealed 
Observed/Observer

Conscious carbon from a dying star 
Living, breathing searching for a cause 
Everything around us observes itself through us 

The fire burns, the fire burns 
As leaves they fall and twist and turn 
Gather thoughts to be unlearned 
Wooden cribs to marble urns 

Oneness revealed 
Observed/Observer

The Well-Intentioned Virus

Observed/Observer

The sun, it orbits around flat earth witch trials
Blood letters penned by leech collectors

Against the grain
Burned at the stake
Deities fill the cavities
In our mouths

A well-worn path, future morphed into the past
A ghost stuck in the cycles, lost in the infinite
Haunting the house of rational thought
Collapse while converging

The past is fiction, forgotten and rewritten
The present, now past, countless moments lapse
The future, lost teacher, a looming callus creature

The sun, it orbits around flat earth witch trials

Crushed and maimed
While shifting the blame
Disfigured social disdain
Again and again and again and again

The Sun Orbits Around Flat Earth Witch Trials

I was a child when the fear found me, 
It’s cursed thoughts coiled around me 
Alas, I sought a path, to escape its sadistic reality 
My senses flood, with fire and blood, 
Presented in such simplicity 
The clean line quakes, splits and breaks, 
Liken to roots beneath a tree 

The one divides 
Before my eyes 
Spreading out like veins, the imposters now ingrained 
The golden streets will flood 
With warring siblings blood 
An endless strife to prove, their pathway is the truth 

As their battlefield burns, I walk away 
On one another they turn, I turn away 

Splintered by survival’s self-serving feral jaws 
Accompanied by its prideful, non-lamenting claws 
You’ve created and summoned 
The Destroyer of Mercy 
And 
The Maker of Lost Ways 

Detached I am drawn into the empty, expanding horizon as it is 
slowly unfolding itself 
My vision is fixed on the smoldering sun, sitting low in the 
formless hands of space 
Rays of light not unlike glowing swords ride in strange 
patterns through the skies 
Violent waves of hiltless blades shift and shake, turning calmly 
from gold to white 
They sever all that is within their grasp until this world bleeds 
soft and quiet before me 
In the void I hear the whispers of long dead stars tell tales of 
order through disarray 
They say behind the veil of chaos lies peace 

Possession triggers change into tangible signs to see 
Barren of the fruit to bear, they’re all strangers to me 

I wish them peace 
Respectfully
credits

I Leave You In Peace

I cannot disjoin the lucid from the unsystematic cognitions
I lie trapped outside, forced to spectate my very own existence
And somehow at the same time locked inside and intertwined
Pieces that will not fit together
 
Forced into place they bow then break
 
Spiraling waves of confusion
Purity and pollution
Clarity and delusion
Interaction and seclusion
 
Hunted like a witch by the tireless hounds of a faceless parasite
The cold sour moon gives up its seat to the suffocating sunlight
I try not to breathe as I hide beneath the bleeding, crawling ground
I can smell their breath, I can feel their eyes, I am so close to being found
Pieces that will not fit together
 
It was dark when I fell apart
I walk in between what is real and what is a dream
It was dark when I fell apart

Pyrrhic Victory

Drifting Shadows In Walking Dreams

Through doorways of blood, from dimensions unknown
Come hands holding gifts of flowers and stone
Dualistic mirrors
Self-reflecting
 
It completes the circle, I glimpse at the code
I learn from the hands holding flowers and stone
 
They wore the sun as their burning halo
Adorned in garments of the calm blue sky
 
Beyond creation
Above destruction
 
Until their arrival, I wondered alone
My fate drawn by hands holding flowers and stone
Dualistic mirrors
Self-dissecting
 
Repeat the cycle, rebuild the bone
Reunite with the hands holding flowers and stone
 
Flowers and blood
Stone and flesh
Flesh and blood
Flesh and blood

Gifts Of Flowers And Stone

You exist, dead star vacuum
Dismembered progress
Subliminal public display
 
You insist, it reawakens
A phantom floats behind you
Its breath falls cold on your neck
 
You can never bring it here
You can never will yourself back
The harder that you try
The more your mind will crack
 
You enlist, raw nerve rotting
Control the herd
Through light, image and word
 
You resist, tasked to suffer
Self-made martyr
Drunk on tears of sympathy
 
You can never bring it here
You can never will yourself back
The harder that you try
The worse your mind will crack
 
Kick against the pricks
Reach into the past
Through the thorns and glass
Grasp onto the nothingness
 
You dismiss the systematic
Deny your evolution
While acting like an animal
 
You are the hands of Mammon
Shape-shifting mask builders from planes of sterile trust
Non-phototactic spoon-fed narcissists that keep clawing
(never cutting through)

Clawing, Clawing, Never Cutting Through

Upon the earth, the great hound
We have become just as fleas
And when she tires of our bites
She’ll shake us off with ease
 
Split the atom, raise the seas
Unstoppable Omega disease
 
Her sky will crack
When the sun turns black
Forcing our species to collapse
As the final curtain pulls back
 
And what differs is woven in between
Our kind’s wrongs and our kind’s rights
Is the same that exists
Between the day and between the night
 
Her sky will crack
When the sun turns black
Forcing our species to collapse
As the final curtain pulls back
 
The curtain pulls back
 
We shall drift into the black
Our light is trapped, there’s no turning back
 
The ghost crawls up from the basement
The ghost it weeps for the whole world

The Host Has Bared Its Teeth

Bring it to life so it may suffer
Make it alive and feed it pain
 
Feed it pain
 
Innocence dreams beneath the rubble
 
Bring it to life so it may suffer
Make it alive and feed it pain
If it gets back on its feet
Then we’ll cut it down again
 
Innocence breathes below the waves
 
Give it eyes to see the horrors
Give it ears to hear the hate
Give it a voice to beg for mercy
Give it hands that tremble and shake
 
Once it arrives
Abandon your fight
Abandon the light
Cast it down
 
Bring it to life so it may suffer
Make it alive and feed it pain
If it gets back on its feet
Then we’ll cut it down again
 
Innocence warmed within napalm fire

Feed It Pain

Lyrics:

I saw the devil
In the woods when I was a child
Alone on a path
Of brittle trees who whisper and sway

Then it appeared as a mirror
It appeared in the mirror

The sun felt cold beneath their shadows
Creeping in beside me
Paralytic disruption
Manifestations exit through the eyes
As a projection
That will inhabit a reflection

Fear is the one who makes us do terrible things
Fear is the old one untouched by time
Fear twists and turns carving lines in the mind

You can’t look away, as it draws in close
You howl out in pain as it rips your flesh from your bones
They crack and tear, they snap and break
Trembling, as you plead, “I see through it”

I see through it

Observed/Observer

Zao

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