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tigerlady
02:49
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AKA lust
let me let go of the things i can’t know
so i may search on all fronts for those i can
and take hold
cause there’s solid gold buried in the snow
and Hadit damn well knows i gotta ditch that low
are you honored and exalted is your sulphur salted
are you a fan of horizontal growth
well👏take👏hold👏
he’s the center surface and she is the circumference
and we ain’t in neither of their houses now!!!
HORUS
MAAT
SILENT ONE! I ADORE YOU!
DOUBLE WANDED ONE! I AWAIT YOU!
ANDROGYNE! GYNANDER!
MY LOVES!
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2. |
dark globe 2
06:11
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this song incorporates elements of syd barrett's "dark globe".
mars in 7th house virgo
my war lies in the hermit kingdom
mercury in scorpio
my magic lies in transformation
there is liber in liberation
freedom is putting it into words
i’m only a person
a person who’d rather be a bird
please give a hand
i’m only a person
with eskimo chains
i tattooed my brain all the way
[then break down into really staticky, windy ambient for a while. when this voice comes in it should sound like a broken radio transmission:]
wouldn’t you miss me?
won’t anyone miss me at all?
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3. |
i can be yr neptune
04:23
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the days fly by so many miles back
in the blink of an eye it’s all gone past
i shake to find the frequency where i can hear
the deep life waters while Now is near
i’m locked in a box the veil’s a must
while the whole world’s transmuting into dust
everything’s wilting and end is nigh
but i’m safe in my ocean ten miles high
i can be your neptune
i can be your neptune
i can be your neptune
when the evil eye’s consuming the world
are you living for it are you having a ball
are you dying too are you living at all
heaven is a place where i don’t know
which flesh is yours and which is my own
the apocalypse was reignited by a pig
that i raised in the night till that boy got big
& i don’t know where i got that
but i think you’d look really nice in that hat
i can be your neptune
i can be your neptune
i can be your neptune
when the evil eye’s consuming the world
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4. |
a light
03:10
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a light is on
a light goes off
and everything is just as mighty as before
still this is such a dreamy season
run or hide
nothing’s gonna protect you when you’re staring @ the other side
now & then
i fall in & it’ll send me right on down around the bend
here & there
keeps me busy miraculating no paranoia i’m not scared
right or wrong
everything’s kinda in the middle so let’s just get back to the song
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5. |
alright
01:06
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oh yeah woo yeah oh yeah woo oh woo yeah woo oh woo yeah
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a lightning bolt
strikes the overcast sky
the undead girl
has left them asking why
i left them asking why
why evil chose this town
the greasy man
he strikes the dinner bell
it’s feeding time
for the prisoner with no cell
the prisoner with no cell
makes it quite easy to tell
the sacred verse of BOB
where there is burning, there is hell
there’s not much left to see
so fire walk with me
in due time
there is silver, there is gold
in the sky
in the sky
heaven’s womb
infinite comfort’s mystery
when you die
when you die
he’s killed me before
and he’ll gladly kill again
i’m moving towards
the dealer in his pen
pen stronger than the sword
sword stronger than the eye
rtjarw ij ja idh nI dbaets ngitteg roj taedh zI nuhshjekIlpmI uhdh
i’m waiting by the gate
the gate with marble tiles
let me stay a bit more
i’ll only be a little while
he can’t just let me be
under the sycamore tree
worry not
if it’s silver or it’s gold
when you die
when you die
is it time
to crawl back up in that womb
in the sky
in the sky
[angel song:]
worry not the sacred metal of the sky
through the darkness of future’s past
the magician longs to see
one chants out between two worlds
fire walk with me
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7. |
paranoid song
03:20
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alive i doubt
i try to ask
inside i shout
through paper mask
to monsters crawling
behind every one of my walls
i am not
my dad he cries
old johnny boy
he lies and lies
he hates the government
he wants to be a military man
can’t we try
to talk this out
i guess u’ve got
a bit more clout
than me but still
i think i deserve a little chance
,,, i doubt
i try to ask
inside i shout
through paper mask
to monsters crawling
behind every one of my walls
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