1. |
I
04:30
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The Winter sun
combed in light, aside
the grey burning of a forest
left soon to die
we pass through night
and continue mourning
to the shores
and the moorland
of our hearts
from black, to grey,
and back again
we bracken worlds
we can’t defend
Is this the end?
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2. |
II
02:56
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I hold myself under the water
until I can’t stand to breathe
normally just for a second of peace
easily, guided by the waves
into a calm and serene sleep
a torment waits
dormant in the doorway
of my dreams
so easily,
I fall and can’t seem to see
that I’ll drift forever
on the waves out to sea
No…
I won’t tread this water anymore
Just let me
No…
I won’t tread this water anymore
just let me
Drown
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3. |
III
02:43
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I aim for sun
I sink below the waves
and I don’t come out
until I’ve drown
and it’s night again
I wade through tide
of a dark beckoning
until I’ve found
what I’m looking for
there can be no relief
I aim for the sun
But I can’t see beyond
the night’s
crashing over me
there can be no release
Until I’m calm
Until I’m found among
the weeds the grow
through the house
and strip in down
to the earth again
to the place where we pretend
to walk along
the path we were born
and see nothing
But I can’t resign
to have the waves
crashing over me
again, and again, and again, and again, and a -
I fell the forest
just to find the splinters
deep in me
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4. |
IV
04:24
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My Life.
Minuscule islands in the midst of a black sea
lost under an empty sky
covered by uniform waters
The tireless whisper stopped
angst erupted.
silence is.
There will be no dawn.
Nothing exists anymore
but this dream of death exists
to not know anything anymore
to not know the weight of my body
but I live
And I know
I will never stop knowing
What If I fall?
What If I fall apart?
It takes the wind from my lungs
and pulls me under
the waves over take me again
and I can’t be
I find my breath
but it’s not me
I stand at last
but sink below
Where is my home?
I wander on
but the spirit leaves me
I am passing on
what have I become
I sink below
where do I belong
I am passing on
Where is the death
that I have won
I sink below
and in the ocean
I find a home
Waves break
it’s the tension that holds
in all of our hearts
what if I fall?
Waves break
it’s the tension that holds
in all of our hearts
What If I fall apart?
Waves break
(we fall apart)
It’s the tension that holds
(in all of our hearts)
what if I fall
Waves break
(we break apart)
It’s the tension that holds
(in all of our hearts)
What if i fall apart?
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The Blood Of Others Portland, Oregon
The Blood of Others is the Industrial project of Michael Kurt based in Portland, Oregon.
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