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Dissonance

by Thrall

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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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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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Spoken word book ended by droning synths. Waves of melancholy and catharsis. The ouroboric spiral culminating in a final transcendence

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released April 5, 2020

All instruments and writings by Thrall

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