nowherer, battered, robbed of roads
sequestered in cycle’s yoke
nowherer, weary, unwhispering dreams
drowned out by the din, pinioned
silent ear, heed my prayer
hold this lament in your tricardiac tongue!
o becomer, selfseeing seeker, molting artifice
stepping towards silhouette’s silhouette
may you be seen as you are, resplendour, lightbather!
clouded eye, heed my prayer
hold this extolment in your tricardiac tongue!
o todayer piloting hungerbound machine
cloaked in thousand charming faces
hoarding gasps hoary-eyed
worshipping number as iron device
stealing each ultraviolet song from the roots of our teeth
to absorb all spectra into your gilded shroud
may our unified rays
melt away your every velvet fang!
august hand, heed my prayer
hold love in your tricardiac tongue!
One of the most unsettling albums i have heard in a while. Chat Pile creates a grotesque blend of noise and groove that brings me back everytime. scarface6204
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