hypogean blood fractals for a hypnagogic sleep

by The Last Surrealist

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1.	in the all consuming fires of sodom and gomorrah we make love 06:18	lyrics	buy track
from these palisades you can see the dead alongside the stony brook where once I lay in wretched confinement to the bastille on the shore dreaming to uncover the one I adore through bitter poetry — i stab at the walls drag the quill through the celestial ayin with whom i am entwined, entranced, and altogether helpless in the euphoria of emotion will i dance now I use antonyms to describe the one i love as the corrupted throne in my heart of late lies dormant with desire to one day rejoice at the return of a master to the godless soul all consumed in the waters of tasteless desire to be unborn to be unborn into the arms of she who holds the key to return to that eternal driving force in the sails to unmake my mistakes and fix the floors of my galleon leading to a return to my mother’s womb again for grace to draw the first breath as if it was the final execution born into a universe formless like yahweh’s silent monologue exiting my throat as if conditioned by an egyptian babe’s wailing cry unintelligible to all but me as symptoms of synesthesia and at the most extreme embalming fluid taking the carcass into the destructive villa under the sea where i make love with the apostasy and reincarnate as a weed growing in the desert covering my old body
2.	to lie with beauty on empyrean shores 09:24	lyrics	buy track
burn me out of eden and turn my eyes towards the winter note that my feelings on death come from knowing that it’s all there is take the wooden cross from the church where my mother gave birth to an entire world strung up with torn skin, flush lips, and fire the fire consumes the soul, oh how i have grown so old my pale bones see straight through the boiling blood to the unreal my sister is just a ghastly fragment lying below the hearth so soft in my arms, she can bring the ecstasy to this life yet i am scorched in an inferno aeons in the making consumed by the desire for love that i’m told will set me free but by the look of this misery i can tell my passing thought that god giveth and man taketh away will keep me sustained  i have long been worried that my lust for death would exhume my corpse before it’s time had come to return to the dying star xibalba lit in flames we all wander into the inner sanctum of the tabernacle we close our eyes then drop to the desert sand like heavy stones i crawl back into the vacuous opening from which i was released take the knife and plunge it into my neck, then set adrift on an open sea we all pass away with dilated pupils looking towards heaven’s abyss my unscathed mind leaves the flesh to lie with beauty on empyrean shores then i am scorched in an inferno aeons in the making consumed by the desire for love that i’m told will set me free but by the look of this misery i can tell my passing thought that god giveth and man taketh away will keep me sustained  entire worlds bend the knee just to see a faint vision of the almighty leading a thousand nations towards the sweet smell of victory while trampling every lost sinner writhing in carnal pleasures illustrating that god giveth and god taketh away
3.	you can’t quantize my feelings (drifting through the petricor) 08:37	lyrics	buy track
i swear that i am more than an infantile machine you can’t quantize my feelings belong to a dead god who left me here in vast eons in solitude i am hanging on to my past life yet you can’t quantize my feelings for being human without the body suspended from air
4.	i surrender all holy blood 05:09	lyrics	buy track
with black eyes of holocaust the fire is bathed in sun blood rising from the cradle of civilization to reign with a punishing love with white eyes of holocaust i surrender all holy blood in the most surreal cathedral i was transfixed by an effigy of christ but then it bled…. think of the rivers of blood… it’s intoxicating… with black eyes of holocaust i stare into the putrid dark it’s so quiet without my thoughts naked i fall into your body with red eyes of holocaust i surrender my holy blood in exchange for the serenity you give the hangman in the public square but then he suffocates… his mouth a tributary for all the rivers of blood… it’s intoxicating… to think our love could have been more than little shadows flailing in the wind
5.	i met god in the caves to xibalba. she told me to surrender. so i did… 07:14	lyrics	buy track
drag my body into space so that god may take away the breath i make as if a mistake; take away i met god in the caves to xibalba. she told me to surrender my life… i met god in the caves to xibalba. she told me to surrender; so i did… so have it, this piece of shit i don’t want it, i don’t want it anyways… punish me as others stare so that god may take away all of this pain i dream of; take away… i met god in the caves to xibalba. she told me to surrender; so i did myself in. i met god in the caves to xibalba. she told me to surrender; so i did… it’s a dirty habit, death the fetish but i want this, i want this…

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An unexpected meditative journey through the true nature of the universe surrounding us. A search for god in aesthetic soundscapes as seen through the eyes of a perpetually depressed human being. This thing we call god is sound frequencies moving like particles through the body. It is such a beautiful crystalline thing. It's so harsh to compare it to the very extreme of the mind leaving the body and only blood behind. Don't even worry about burying me. Just play something nice at the funeral.

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released October 8, 2015

- Chris Romans - Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Synths, Programming, Harmonica, Noise
- Jon Savard - Drone Guitar on "you can't quantize my feelings (drifting through the petricor)"
- Marisa Frantz - Vocal harmonies on "i met god in the caves to xibalba. she told me to surrender. so i did..."

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