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Because
02:39
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I heard your voice
turned around quickly
but you weren't there
and then it hit me
because you're dead
why are you dead?
where are you?
you're there and I'm not
how can it be
you're cold and I'm hot
how can it be
I'm here and you're not?
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2. |
Hymns of Oblivion
08:07
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I had to ask myself
like wounded light
like the hymns of oblivion
in agony, I had to ask myself
my mutilated memory
the sound of the sea
and careless decisions
of the waiting waters
still the hope of someone else
not losing
eternal torment
a soul
the certainty of glory
carefully considered inertia
like concentrated rain
like the intimacy of a fog
a forgotten sky will come to me
like the intimacy of a fog
...
the waiting waters will caress you
the waiting waters, they'll caress you
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3. |
The Great Warriors
06:26
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in the cycles of language
of tongues
of flesh
of oracles
of the subject
of the other
of the secrets of the cypher
the individual myth
the great warriors
the great warriors in the memory of men
in the universal conflict
in the work of the memory
in which the child is born into language
reversed in repetition
in order
in it's own object to itself
must be remembered
that in this fact
that in this moment
possessions are achieved
became perfected
mastering privations
in them that the moment becomes human
that the cycles of language
of tongues
of flesh
of oracles
of the subject
of the other
of the secrets of the cypher
the individual myth
the great warriors
the great warriors in the memory of men
in anticipating provocation
back to speech
to sputtering the vocable
to saying
and this object
simply embodied in the unconditional certain
attested or not in memory
of its circular sense
that the cycles of language
of tongues
of flesh
of oracles
of the subject
of the other
of the secrets of the cypher
the individual myth
the great warriors
the great warriors in the memory of men
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within this dark I heard you
after having been
such warm tears
where there were louder hours
held in your eyes
that every memory could not appear
i heard you say
shudder in your unknown body
complete darkness without the Earth
without the most possible witness waiting through this sleep
i heard you say
spoken speeches
where there the vastness showed itself
and piled in the invisible world
like a secret orbit
a volume of aluminum dreaming
suspended from a string of slumbers
i heard you say
without any air
i heard you say
the sound of this enormous speech
from deep within this body
deep within these dreams
there were the shapes
these strange arrangements of weightless shapes
from deep with these fingers
deep within these dreams
I heard you say
without any air
and darling
if there's anything i'd like to tell you
and listen very closely my love
all these dreams
and these desires
well, darling they're all for you
without any air
i'm strangling
this lullaby will have to be our goodbye
i hope you'll understand
you'll always be my dream
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5. |
The Glass of Gloom
03:48
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by the grace of near tears
simple nature of the most essential law
the glass of gloom
there shattered and said
by the grace of near tears
simple nature of the most essential law
the glass of gloom
there shattered and said
I, another,
who is to share in the execution
of the habits of their speech
who say a speaker
a hearer
exclusively individual
involved in the ability to create
this sense
these tears
an apparition
torn from a trance
or a long nights sleep
and faithfully attended
by the whole wide world
thank the useful organs
likely that they're faithful
to the silent sounds
delicious afternoise
by the grace of near tears
simple nature of the most essential law
the glass of gloom
there shattered and said
I, another,
who is to share in the execution
of the habits of their speech
who say a speaker
a hearer
exclusively individual
involved in the ability to create
this sense
these tears
an apparition
delicious afternoise...
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6. |
Mesmerized
04:20
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mesmerized
you with your sad eyes in the moonlight
your mesial hair
expressing the world into halves
any imaginable scull
tampering with the moonlight
the retinas of the absolute eye
tampering with the light
tampering with the light
an unemotional excess
the sleep
and benign neglect of your sleep
you there
with your hands as they fail to hold your hands
your heads
your complicated legs
obtuse tongues and momentary voices
the burdens of privations
clutter the certainty
cover the crisis
and answer
no, it is standing still
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7. |
A Ring of Smoke
03:01
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ideas of the ether
the Earth
the instruments of the comets
the Ancients of the object
then the body falling
coming from so far away
the light of so many years
redundancy breeds redundancy
inhabiting a shell
addicted to several seconds of a warm well being
protected by a knot of holes
a ring of smoke
solid with faces
with struts and edges
and millions of foreheads
filled with practical passions
noble generations
in tears
foreign fields and fields of light
there in all directions
lost light occupied by signs and sympathetic fevers
and functions of the senses
idiopathic forms
in form of the motionless senses
the ether
the Earth
the instruments of the Anceints
then the body falling
a ring of smoke
redundancy it's falling
a ring of smoke
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8. |
Time
06:28
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almost no sky
no Moon
time as time is incomplete
and still present
when no one is there
noiseless it rests
touched and seized
extinguished
always and always
and always out there
time as time is disturbed
what we see used to be seen
it scatters the sky
and waits just an instant
noiseless
the anguish
canniballized
in daylight
a hole or holes
the usual benign light
suspends the hold of divinity
and the night is dissolved by the spread of its night
by crowded
asleep
in a name
asleep
and it rest there
the culmination of time
and surrounded
it goes nowhere
till the end of the world
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9. |
The Abandoned Fields
03:57
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incredible
how the daylight
the midnight
the fidelity
of the sluggish vegetation
and all this hesitation
of the lignified earth
expresses anonymity
in one collected
and protected point
the ornaments of neural languages
the genuine appearance
of geography
and pluvial depression
diminishing the memory of nature
to an overgrown empty building
disintegrated by despair
and covered with the weight of time
hung in the shadows
pruning itself
of the migrant mattresses
of an invisible population
there are the abandoned fields
the bulky
the inert
the enormous ovum
of everyone recombined
in all possible ways
dislodged by the useful infant
marooned on Earth
the usual allegiances
constitute the speaking truth
the would be dreams
the battered past
the insignificant details
of an inactive time
the constant vigil of voices
deserted volumes of air
caressed into volumes of endless everywhere
where what is know will remain
unknowable
evaporated flesh
submerged by the shade
the sunlight across the water
the pale horizon
the elegant insects
move through
the gutted floors
across walls and ceilings
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10. |
Where the World Waits
06:14
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in order to be
it needs only itself
in a primitive upsurge
a psychic sleep
passes obliquely
across the borders of the body
between the various windows
where the world waits
where the world waits
it's there I wonder
a transparent sheet of gelatine
operating and over coating the earth
where no perspective
changes the direction of the wind
I wander to a place
displaced
by a necessity
as vague as the light of this window
where your palms loose the syllables of their pressed shadows
where the grain of the glass lies
in the beginning of this sentence
that is transparent
because what it says has so little meaning
and two faces
one on each side of its gaze
enclosing each of it's moments in
indefinite movements
as if expressing the end
to everything which ends in you
changing the direction of the wind
i want to
where the world waits
time passes obliquely across the borders of the body
where the world waits
it's there I wander
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11. |
The Chemistry of Life
03:59
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writing on the Earth
so removed from the Earth
shattering a thousand screams
a broken window
mixed with flashes of glass and sky
weeds and vines
smooth surfaces such as the sea
the threaded wind
the boom of the harbor
folded in seconds
in ruins
and insignified rust
an ambivalent monument
already interlaced
with the people to come
and then they come
riding on the Earth
waiting in a striated sweat
all covered in ointment
of a customary pledge
a fierce hallucination
the patterns of smooth flesh
and skeletal shudders
content in a reptilian slumber
close inside
the inner end splits into two
and the chemisty of life
rubs its hard face
across your eyes
the cells make a sucking sound
a fierce hallucination
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