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Shar Nokhoi
05:10
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We climb the slope, beneath an endless sky
To a yellow dog, that’s hiding in plain sight
An ancient form, that’s lived for endless days
There’s danger here, so we fear to draw the gaze
Bowing down, before a savdag’s home
Taking time, to offer to the throne
We show respect, beneath the mountain tall
And ask for help, and favours for us all
Why did we meet, why were we so entwined
With consequence, the spirits now do bind
We offer him, the things that we have brought
In hopes we gain the things that we have sought
We climb the slope
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2. |
Clan Walking
06:17
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My mother’s clan, walked from the water
Through the valleys, and on through the hills
They came to a land without people
And settled there, and remain there still
They left marks upon their journey
Which can still be seen today
Marks, which were made sacred
By deep knowledge of their way
Now what kind of marks do we make?
Are they wise? Are they sacred, in their turn?
In our lands, now so full of people
What true knowledge have we learned?
My mother’s clan, walked from the water
But their blood still flows in my veins
We’ve come far, far, far, from the water
But their whispered gifts, they still remain
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3. |
Delusion Time
06:18
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Givers of falsehoods say
They’ve reasons we should trust their words
So filled with charm, to sooth us with their touch
Delusion time
They shuffle all the chairs, arrange them on the deck
And say it’s meaningful, and it will save us yet
Delusion time
But, we see it down the road, we hear it on the wind
They sell their platitudes, with smiles freshly skinned
Delusion time
Are they fools who cannot see
Or caught on hypocrisy
Or skilled in duplicity, or simple mediocrity
Delusion time
Don’t grasp the dreams they sell
They’re whispers of the night
Not ground that takes our weight
They fade in morning’s light
Delusion time
Each dog will have it’s day, each fruit will rot away
As night will follow day, no matter what they say
Delusion time
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4. |
Ekstasis
08:16
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I’ve built my trust and know them well so have no fear
I sing my songs to ask for help and call hem near
I dress in ways that shift me from the world mundane
And hide my face, and hide my eyes, to see again
I let them be inside of me, they guide my flight
They speak to me, I hear their words, and gain insight
Through skill and dare, through trick or fight
I coax it whole
Repair and mend the damage done, and aid the soul
Now, step away, down from myself, I must now do
Changes made, through cunning ways, I shall accrue
Stepping beyond
What clothes my soul, must now be done
Deep, to a land, as dark as night, without the sun
Out to the dark beyond the world, I set my aim
As they in me, accompany and join the game
Then, when I’m outside of me, I seek my goal
And fizz, and burn, and twist and turn
And lose control
Out of the dark, I do emerge, when I’ve returned
Gaining control, I gather up all I have learned
Patterns reforged, assembled again, I have attained
And so myself, soul flight complete, myself regained
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5. |
Star [Raise up]
04:03
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Within life, there are things which keep re-appearing
There are tides which are unseen
That connect us within a theme
We may not look, but they appear
And when they do they draw us near
There’s connection, connection to it all
We might run, but we can’t hide.
When the waters rush to bring in the tide
These things that come, they seek us out
They will appear, we should not doubt
There’s connection, connection to it all
So I ask who are you, and have you come far?
And what will you do to raise up your star?
Oh hay, oh har rise up your star
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6. |
Feed [The Wendigo Song]
06:20
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You won’t see me, but I’m there none-the-less
Sloughing towards shadows to be born
I feed on your hatred, and you give me food
I delight in your fear, and you keep me amused
I come for you in daylight and I come for you at night
I amplify anxiety, and feed upon your fright
I’m so hungry, give me food and drink
Let me feast upon the fears that you have
I’ll provoke you, to make them
Drip, delicious and so sweet
Mature them for decades
In the dark, when you can’t sleep
Do you feel me very close to you?
I’ll whisper in your ear
I’ll plant some seeds of illness
To help expand your fear
Don’t think that you can run from me
There’s nowhere you can flee
I’m closer than your heart to you
You cannot hide from me
I’ll change the very shape of you
Now that I have got a hold
Feed me, feed me, feed me
I’m so hungry for your soul
But wait, there’s more food to be had
I’ll stand behind the throne and make them dance
He can make them so afraid of him
They’ll shit themselves with fear
Then their bleak lives, I can gorge on
From the banquet that appears
Desperation casserole, oppressed people pie
I’ll drain their hopes and dreams from them
And suck their lives quite dry
I’ll drink from all their greyness
Despair will fill my bowl
And feasting on their misery I’ll suck their very soul
I’ll make him charismatic
So he charms the simple ones
They’ll follow where he leads them, while I drool
Then I’ll have a dish of anger, and coat it in despair
Add some sweet futility, and sprinkle on some scare
I’ll whisper to Americans, to Arabs and the Jews
To racists and protestors
And those who fear they’ll lose
I’ll squeeze the breast of turmoil
Provoke it till it bleeds
And suckling on the bitterness
I’ll feed, I’ll feed, I’ll feed I’ll feed, I’ll feed
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7. |
Horses of Turmoil
09:09
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Seeing what we were told unfolding’s
Like a view of a bad moon through swirling clouds,
We knew, deep in bones of honest knowing
Horses of Turmoil would come around
We all heard the story telling
We all heard the winds had changed their song
And now as these horses gather
We’ll be swept up and taken before long
Pale flanks, but with their hand print of corruption
Blood touched from the palm of life
Cain-mark to call out their warning
Proclaiming a coming strife
We bred and gave these horses nurture
Loved and loathed in equal measure too
Groomed, cared and stabled them So tender
And now these horses will come for you
There’s something coming near
Gone, are things we held wholesome
While convinced they’re still present here
To keep the warm glow of delusion
Ears and eyes closed against the fear
That threatens tranquil inertia,
But it’s hard to keep it all at bay
We cant stop the pale horses
That are here to take us away
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8. |
Islands of Sanity
04:02
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In this time, in this place
We seek islands of sanity
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Nicholas Breeze Wood UK
Multi instrumentalist singer-songwriter drawing on Rock, Arabic and Medieval music, using instruments from all those traditions
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