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Awash
05:26
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Awash in light, bathed but comforted
Head. . . deadly, deadly, deadly heat
Burns the skin and the retinas
Irradiated skies baptize the earth
Alone Cleansed, half alive
Lost Lost
Awareness comes slowly Lost awareness, lost understanding
Awareness comes slowly Lost awareness, lost understanding
A life A weariness
How many days? How many years?
The Reaper has reaped The flesh is weak
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The Dance
06:38
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It floats, it flutters
It shimmers It dances An illusion?
An unseen breeze animates it,
A ghost in the heat
The colors, the quavering, the quaking
It floats, it flutters
It shimmers It dances An illusion?
With hesitation, he moves toward it
Removing his hood, he bends down
His scarred hand moves toward the translucence
More than floating More than fluttering
More than shimmering More than illusion. . . .
No, it dances. It dances as only the dead can.
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Three Into One
06:14
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Three, Three Into one
It becomes whole
Three into one
It becomes whole
Glass moves, images clarify
A Word, a life,
A million lives A million words
Colors shift, forms form,
Shades shade Colors color
From three to one
Becoming whole
Three to one A whole
His scarred hand touches three to one
No longer lost He sees
Found, he feels
Found, he feels
He's Found, he feels
He's Found, he feels
He's Found, he feels
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Wretched (Part One)
08:26
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The pain of a million souls
The pain of a million ills The pain The scars, the burning fire
Desiccated, irradiated, purgugated
Why must he be the one? Might there be others?
Would he wish this on another?
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Scenes
06:26
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Six around a table The words decrease
The uncomfortable silence
Broken only by the violence the violence the violence
. . . Now, four around a table
Alone, afraid, isolated
Alone, afraid, isolated
Thirty plus one in a room
Rules, authority, conformity
Try not to stand out To stand out is exile
Try not to stand out To stand out is isolation
Try not to stand out To stand out is exile
Alone, afraid, Alone, afraid isolated. . . but fully human but fully human
Boxes All neat and in rows
Rows, rows, perpendicular rows
All the same Conformity
Conformity for the sake of avarice
To be is to be human
To be is to be human
Not one of a million But one in a million
Not one of a million But one in a million
Try not to stand out To stand out is exile To stand out is exile
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Wretched (Part Two)
03:46
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The pain Of a million souls
The pain Of a million errors
“Am I Alone
Do I want To be Alone
The pain Of a million souls
The pain Of a million errors
“Am I Alone
Do I want To be Alone
The scars the burning and the fire
Would I wish this on anyone?”
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Incarnate
07:18
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As he touches the dancing pages
The man becomes the book, the book the man
As he touches the dancing pages
The man becomes the book, the book the man
The life, the story. . . incarnate
The life, the story. . . incarnate
Incarnate pain Incarnate error Incarnate freedom
The flesh becomes the word The image is the whole
Alone, free, unique, free
The errors, hell The fire, purgation
The man is free
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Birzer Bandana Hillsdale, Michigan
Birzer Bandana are two prog lovers from opposite sides of the Atlantic who have never met. One creates concepts and lyrical prose. The other creates music. A joining of the two.
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