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intro
01:29
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we're passage and fall...
a void to implode...
course to fold...
nothing more.
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we’re walking backwards
we never look up the sun
vivid beams spoils sight
we discard our hope
and find joy in loss
investigations closed
no clues were left, no traces to track
this one-piece puzzles dumb
pull yourself together, Beverly Hills decay,
movie screen hum, circumstances lack
and so we’re wandering instead of hunt,
“stay sharp” they say - straight way to bleed out.
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3. |
olmo caraestaca
02:58
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glass armour is what we're left with,
no more tears my dear - gravity solves everything,
theres no need for us to be here - we could as well take a leap,
its easier to sink than lift - "less effort" is physicist hint,
and as we melt our bodies conflate - we're in this together,
and you thought you knew the meaning of hitting bottom,
i hope sand sits pleasantly on your tongue
get used to the taste, at least, we’re finally toghether.*
leave it as it is,
overthinking dimms my senses,
dazzled patterns makes me sick,
dancing damages my skin,
you look better when you're still
glass alloy works as lens - blend together, amalgamate.
sinking till choke
choke on my presence
stifle your voice
calm my nerves.
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4. |
see you in antwerp
01:38
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project light
from ocean eyes
I sense the smoke
dermis absorbs
hairs scratch clouds
will cry on us
carry with them
clean and rearrange
floods break inside rooms
lock doors spare efforts
stalactytes will fall
down from our heads
stalactytes will fall
and reduce the weight
ascend into empty space
together.
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i swallowed up all the insects
that you hid amidst the flowers
and now my entrails are a nest for the roaches
(pack of larvae, bunch of thorns.)
petals dissolve
fluids carry along
legs clinge to walls
ascension unbothered
rip apart the ribcage
expose lungs to gelid air
let it ravage all that breathes
oh what a price to pay,
what drastic solutions to issues so trivial.
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6. |
milford cubicle
04:12
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(Brote purpura en la víspera de mi tuberculosis
brote purpura espumoso que florece en mi pulmón
cada segundo es un cuchillo rompiendo tejidos
los brazos se torsionan como ramas ante el frío
encías que se deshacen ya no pueden sujetar
cada diente es una piedra quebrando baldosas
todo lo que vive tiene que marchitarse
quisiera ser una maquina
miro directo hacia el cielo,
con las corneas quemadas todo es color rosa
el olor determina tu posición
se filtra de repente y mis venas colapsan.
ahora estamos solos el sol y yo, mi materia se alimenta con su ardor)
i'm no company
hands off me
i brought you this swan song
but you never listened
the branches begin to contract
the fruits i leave, who will devour them?
the sun looks like it's soon going to set
will you stay with me for the earth to swallow?
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raise the heat and scars dissolve
crash your bones against mine
let the air come in and solidify
our sweat, goes up my tunnels
blow old rust from the surface
so sweet
so soft
so gentle
dance awkwardly,
you’re so offbeat
this motion hurts
i’m sickening
broken pieces
fit so well.
new colors blossom, pores open up
its all so vibrant now its sickening.
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we watch clouds Warsaw, Poland
we watch clouds consists of: maciek, oles, kacper, artur. we are so keen on living this world, that we feel hurt and pissed when we see it being destroyed by racism, sexism, homophobia and all awful things that happen. this band is against all of those. love! ... more
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