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chrysanthemum psalm
05:18
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Temple of the Sun, Chrysanthemum
Blessings for the blossoms and the wilt.
Garland for the vessel of the flesh
Electric hymnal for the cosmic dust.
Deep lungfuls of weathered colors run
Tendrils on a frown beckon the Sun.
Altar on the movement of intent
Blessings for what will surely end.
Temple of the Spirit, Chrysanthemum.
Blessings for the wilting sure to come.
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Fear, that is the pain of intent: bareness.
Bear this, violence that comes obliged.
From wane to wax, from other kind.
Make not your suffering of memories.
Nor let the morrow of another be
Your beacon of reasoning
Nor your saving grace
But a partner in your cosmic mysteries.
For holy bliss comes with parity
And soothes the anguish of the soul.
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Instrumental
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obsidian praise
03:50
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Quell the light of the raze
With omnipotent grace.
Soothe that which is scathed
With Obsidian
Praise the light.
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venusians
07:37
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Bearer of light
Suffering dawn
Carrion prayer
Morningstar comes.
Ballast and urn
Augur on high
Catalyst burns.
Lay with them and know
Flesh from bliss and scorn.
Solve, coagula, to know the weakness
is to know the blood.
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instrumental
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Spirit writhing
Dark horse riding
Auspice of this harkened calyx.
Thou shall bear witness to turning tides.
Thou shall bear witness.
Thou shall rise.
Pain is the ritual.
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queen of solemn light
07:29
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With gainful hands
She staves the blight.
Her nectar flesh
Both soil and light.
This blossom smoke
Our offering.
This abalone
Our reckoning.
Sigils of the flesh divine
Burning through the holy night.
Carrier of solemn light.
We come undone.
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the hunter
04:14
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High Priestessβ sweet sinew sings
An infernal hailing hymnal hex.
Lamenting the far, forlorn fleece
Of the Hunterβs arch, Autumn arms.
O waning dawn
Reluctant myrth
Take this wreath of pelt and husk.
O waning dawn
Reluctant myrth
Reconcile this nocturnal lux.
O waning dawn
Reluctant myrth
Your firmament of truncheon and bow.
O waning dawn
Reluctant myrth
We forever reap what we sow.
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the vapors asterion
07:18
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We call upon the shadows of Clarion
The horn to call the old ones Celestion
We seek among the valley Asterion
The vapors of the blossoms Oblivion.
The priests of smoke
Gathered in black cloaks.
The lord of spliffs
Began chanting riffs.
This obelisk
Pressed to my lips.
Saccharine leaf
O Holy Spirit
O Sacred Grief
In our darkness
The light we keep.
O Holy Spirit
O Sacred Leaf
Give us solace
That we can keep.
This obelisk
Pressed to my lips
Saccharine leaf
This obelisk
Pressed to my lips
Saccharine leaf
Now I can see.
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