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1. |
Ouroboros is Dancing
05:45
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The photographic pills
Are braiding my resignation
Causing pressure, pushing outwards
In telescopic memory
The weatherman is forecasting
The comets growing storm
From a zero point transmission
And the getaway driver wasn't warned
An incest made terminal
By the captivity of suicide
The meteors that scratch the sky
Conceal their cypress uniforms
The hailstones are dancing
And eating through childhood
With the nativity of judgment
Biting itself on the tail
An equine corner assembles
For a polo match to amuse itself
Dizzy peddlers gaze at the sky
Leaving only a white shroud
Our claustrophobic circuitry
Seeks exits where there are none
Reaching from light to dark
Accompanying the first arrival
An incest made terminal
By the captivity of suicide
The meteors that scratch the sky
Conceal their cypress uniforms
The hailstones are dancing
And eating through childhood
With the nativity of judgment
Biting itself on the tail
An equine corner assembles
For a polo match to amuse itself
Our claustrophobic circuitry
Seeks exits where there are none
Reaching from light to dark
Accompanying the first arrival
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Suns split each planet
With their prisms of promise
Dawn collides with altitudes collecting
The pendulums divergence
The astronomers grip the comets
Bending their contours
Breaking the white winter soil
Atop the whispering summit
The tragedy of mutation
Tasting the frozen edge
Where isolation blossoms
Among crimson flowers
A paragon of synthesis
Glacial braids of sentiment
A purge disclosing amnesia
In a tower of solitude
Through cascades of atrophy
Comes a restful embrace
Eclipsing the waters edge
With dormant memory
The astronomers grip the comets
Bending their contours
Breaking the white winter soil
Atop the whispering summit
The tragedy of mutation
Tasting the frozen edge
Where isolation blossoms
Among crimson flowers
Stars in their chambers
Holding themselves victim
To schedule their departure
Crowned in final slumber
In doublets and couplets
Dreams disintegrate
Polarity
Zero the great divider
With gravity the remainder
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3. |
Alchemical Impression
05:29
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Numbers holding sequence
Refusing to lie and rest
There is no other recourse
When the robots are undead
Pyramids built upside down
On top of unsteady shoulders
Series of points in space
A ceiling on geometry
Will paralyzes my arms and legs
With temporary blindness
Liquid shapes hold nothing as
Corporeal forms extend their constraint
Mothers grip, her second skin
The transmutation of her face
Threatening with stretching skin
To separate the growing well
I have no memory of this
But dismiss the keystones strain
Hastening times digestion
A diffusion of elements
The fragments of each error
Slowly move toward their release
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4. |
A Love Song Incomplete
03:45
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A white line holds its place
Between the walls of blackness
Threatening to collapse
Into what’s no longer between
There is no weight but this heaviness wanting the
Illusion
To hold
To hold back the flood
Aching to hold a final scent the smell of time
A ribbon ties the hands
Winding, the hourglass braids
Points bleed into boundaries
Seeking geometries frame
We live in entropy, transmitting endlessly
In movements
In movements of blue
To radiate our solitude
Balancing, leaving the universe still
This cycle
Breathing
Delivering
Frequencies
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5. |
The Daedalic Breakfast
03:05
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The slithering blue death of a
Chemical labyrinth
The crescendo of the tide
Across a photographic page
The picture incinerates
It's molecular machinery
A postage stamp of wavelengths
The density of this hungry cage
Trafficking the caskets tongue
Stare into the mercury pools
The intercourse of amber space
Whispering of cataclysm
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Something slithers above the sky
Luminous shattering
The membrane that holds us quick
Like tar onto this perfect sphere
Composed of singing
Serapphim blindly humming
But their ears are
Shuttered to the
To the harmony
Crawling through their bones
And before you know
The songs bend and move
On a tidal wave
Feeding off itself
An avalanche
Of nucleic being
Not to be undone
Until it consumes
Any evidence
Of itself
Now you know
It is thinking
Contemplating
The melody
Of itself
And wondering
But their ears are shuttered to the
Harmony crawling through their bones
And before you know it the songs
Bend and move on a tidal wave
Feeding off itself an avalanche
Until it consumes any evidence
Now you know it’s contemplating
The melody of itself
The melody writes the wrists on the
Other side of bliss. This is the
Whiteness turning to the blackness
Chastised by the blue sky
But their ears are
Shuttered to the
To the harmony
Crawling through their bones
And before you know
The songs bend and move
On a tidal wave
Feeding off itself
An avalanche
Of nucleic being
Not to be undone
Until it consumes
Any evidence
Of itself
Now you know
It is thinking
Contemplating
The melody
Of itself
And wondering
But their ears are shuttered to the
Harmony crawling through their bones
And before you know it the songs
Bend and move on a tidal wave
Feeding off itself an avalanche
Until it consumes any evidence
Now you know it’s contemplating
The melody of itself
I'm not here anymore
Do you hear my humming eyes
The wolves are slowly eating me
Tearing me from the inside
Leaving shreds of paper dolls
They're twisting in my form
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Temporal Implosion
04:24
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These are the little teeth
Inside the tiny mouths
Gnawing bones and brain
The rainbows colored gray
Found on a picture tube
From 1953
Where an airplane flies into
A cloud and is never seen again
But the memories remain
Leaving fossils to forget
The atoms take away
Images that are blurred
Listening makes witnesses
Another life betrayed
By the creases in your skin
Believing in tiny spots all day
Ripping the storybook page
A registration of pain
Moving in parallels
Causing this decay
A function of progress
Is times glacial wane
These are the little teeth
Inside the tiny mouths
Gnawing bones and brain
The rainbows colored gray
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Axonometric Spines
03:55
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9. |
Ad Nausea Called Desire
03:44
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Compelled to play the victim
On a tragically torn page
Your catalog of faces
Is being consumed by flame
Upon the crests of waves
Your wand is a pill of hope
Your limbs exchanged for wings
And turning wheels to float
The universe is a canopy
Invisible with frequencies
Channeling a theme song
Through stamens into leaves
Relief can only bury you
Returning to dead soil
That eats away our lives
Long after we have died
Sinking into the ocean
To bury all your problems
They will surface in a bubble
A million miles away
Set sail on rays of light
Diving headlong to your doom
On your way the doors revolve
Below a flower out of bloom
The universe is a canopy
Invisible with frequencies
Channeling a theme song
Through stamens into leaves
Relief can only bury you
Returning to dead soil
Eating away our lives
Long after we have died
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10. |
Theseus Tableau
04:30
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Rivers store emptiness
Within their arteries
Pieces have scattered
Into this chasm
My otherness has flown away
Evolve this configuration
Along an edge that radiates
Viscus in its constant motion
Now breaking loose
From prime molecules
Disengaging from
Each line of reason
My otherness has flown away
Evolve this configuration
Along an edge that radiates
Viscus in its constant motion
It is opened to the sunshine
That radiates in its bleakness
Warmly nudging the sickness
For its psychic perversion
It is opened to the sunshine
That radiates in its bleakness
Warmly nudging the sickness
For its psychic perversion
Staring at electric mirrors
Of silent naked figures
That privately devour
The reflection of its actors
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11. |
Initiate the Horses
05:54
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Where do you get off performing your disease?
Where do you get off condemning these figurines?
The deficit of an artless sketch
Leaves a joyless teetering
Present the bones of a three limbed mare
To show whose hands don’t care
Where do you get off sowing cruelty?
Where do you get off taking everything?
Braiding shadows parallels
Inventing a magician
They balance their illusions
In a grotto of distraction
You drive the horses toward a cliff
Then you cut their wings
Then you cut their wings
You drive the horses toward a cliff
Then you cut their wings
Then you cut their wings
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12. |
Where Nautilus Drift
10:00
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This insoluble computation
Missing sapphires in its outcome
The spiral of permutations
Living on the mountains edge
The close embrace of algebra
A circle shedding its leaves
Nautilus merge in the womb
With open arms they wave
The clouds reflect an autograph
Geography divined by accent
From atlases they sing
Without taste to drown the eyes
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SFUStudios Taipei, Taiwan
SFUStudios is composed of various studio projects, spanning a diverse catalogue of musical genres including: Indie Rock, Progressive Rock, Ambient, Electronic, Psychedelic Rock, Jazz, Goth, Industrial, Doom, Grindcore and Metal.
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