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Bone Offerings
02:12
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The Card of Dissonance
05:16
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All I can do is slowly cut off all the pieces
It’s not this skin that sickens me so
It’s the whole goddamn thing
Nothing makes these words worth reading
That is the dissonance
Illusion of importance
I know this world is as fucked as me
The waves no longer coincide
It will take days to boil the bones
It takes days to boil the bones
Deep down inside me there is a place
Where maybe I’ll make sense
I’ll rip until its black and slick
This thing has always been inside me
I see brothers begging and I turn my nose at them
Knowing that I’ve been there
But apparently I’m better now
It takes days to boil the bones
It will take days
That is the dissonance
I feel nothing and I feel it deeply
I’ve found my place in a hole in the ground
Built in my image
Dug by my soul
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Ritual Animal
09:08
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The skull was picked clean days ago,
there are still a few bits at the corners of the mouth
And the nape of the neck
And what the birds and the vermin didn’t imbibe
I ate myself, or sacrificed to the sun
on a dusty piece of warm slate.
The horns still stretch skyward,
holding the sky inside them
holding the sky inside them,
a single tear cuts a clear river
through the blood on my face.
On the skull, in place of the eyes,
are four silver coins
I have fasted for six days
And I can’t tell if my hands shaking
Flesh
in exchange for
Flesh.
A bell chimes, seven times, clearing the air from the altar across.
The eyes water and nose twitches at the incense burning there.
The haze is physical
the haze is spiritual.
There is a weight, and the bell is in my hands.
Flesh in exchange for flesh.
The red
The ivory
The gray
The red
The light of pain illuminates as the chant begins
Ey-ah Ey-ah! Many Vessels Many Cups!
Ey-ah Ey-ah! Many Vessels Many Cups!
The sacrament
the copper of blood
A returning from the pool
Flesh in exchange for flesh
Many Vessels Many Cups
Flesh in exchange for flesh
Many Vessels Many Cups
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nil
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Thrall Colorado
"And I declared that the dead,
who had already died,
are happier than the living,
who are still
alive.
But better than both
is the one who has never been born,
who has not seen the evil
that is done under the sun.
And I declared that all toil and all
achievement spring from one
person's envy of another.
This too is meaningless,
a chasing after the wind."
... more
Thrall recommends:
Earthen neofolk made by a friend
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2016 Compilation
by Wild Roots Feral Futures
A benefit compilation that my band Zakarion performed on.
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This is a collaborative effort between myself and Oneiromancer (the ambient side of Evergreen Refuge). It is a beautiful exploration of the world between waking and dreaming.
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Sincerest thanks for putting this and Feminazgul’s other albums in the feed today @Sælzer Bub; your timing was impeccable!
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Haunting and gorgeous darkambient from Josh Sager, “interlopers” conjures eerie, shadowy worlds with bleak, low-hanging synths.
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Waves of Now
by Steve Roach & Robert Rich
Recorded before a live audience, these compositions leverage the strengths of two ambient masters into a hypnotic 18-track set.
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