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The evening falls
Ashes grow cold in their braziers
Emptiness descending
We cannot understand
the boundless extensions of our territories
Do we believe those who we know are selling comforting lies?
Or just give up the hope of understanding?
For the empire that they claimed to build
To be the sum of all earthly wondrous
Is gangrenous corruption
An empty formless ruin
Do we believe those who we know are selling comforting lies?
Or just give up the hope of understanding?
But still the truth remains.
What Venice do they protect?
Wrapping us in invisible cities
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Above the Abyss
04:07
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A precipice between two great mountains
A city perched between the void
A spiderweb of chains and bridges
Now I tell you of Octavia
Below is nothing onto forever
The city hangs beneath foundation ropes
As you cling onto the hempen thread
Clouds drift past the chains and walks
Suspended above the abyss
Our lives are less uncertain
Our lives bound by the chains that save us
The net is passage and support
Far below the chasm bed
The city never rises up
Do not tread into the open spaces
Keep upon the wooden ties
Our lives hang like their chandeliers
Onward like their trailing vines
Suspended above the abyss
The net will only last so long
Our lives bound by the chains that save us
The net is passage and support
Far below the chasm bed
The city never rises up
Do not tread into the open spaces
Keep upon the wooden ties
Our lives hang like their chandeliers
Onward parasitic vines
Suspended above the abyss
Our lives are less uncertain
Suspended above the abyss
The net will only last so long
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There are two cities here
The unjust and the just
Crowned meat grinders above
They recline and weave
Pointless intrigues
Parasitic vines
We come from the shadows
But we must not replace
Mere temporal visions
We know each other
By ways of speaking
Innocent and austere
The unjust lie
In perfumed pools
We are threadbare
The sycophants
The mass arrests
Does rich leather taste so good?
A malignant seed
Within the just:
Utter certainty
The seed ferments
Hidden, in its time
In resentment and bitterness
It is the forms
Of possible cities
One following the other always
It is the forms
Of possible cities
One following the other always
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The White City
04:40
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Exposed to the Moon
02:55
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We are reflected
An identical city below.
Skeletons, mummified in yellow light.
They built this for us
Showed us dancing
Then soon put us to work
Death does not save us
From meaningless labour
Ears pressed to a broken clock
The hooded brothers
Only can access
The twin city beneath
They arrange us nightly
Grow their collection
Greater than has ever lived
They arrange us nightly
Grow their collection
Greater than has ever lived
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