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Towards
00:39
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(Everything is flooding back.)
[PrismSec]
SimCard StyleGAN ruined my fucking life.
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2. |
First Confessional
09:54
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[PrismSec]
You call this a mirror?
I call this surveillance footage
Seeing every other night, this shit:
1. The faucet dripping
2. Preachers and prophets
3. Acolytes showered in accolades
4. Not being good enough
Knife at the throat, your feelings are hurt
Knife at my throat, my feelings are hurt
Dunk myself in the septic tank
See this shit:
5. Another dream I lost
6. Foam mattress becoming bubble wrap, I can't sleep when it collapses beneath me
7. Someone's head in the oven, off the shoulders of that bitch
8. Unrecognizable visage, my face's rough around the edges
Step into the ninth circle of Hell
All of my hits are on a USB marked "GRADUATION PARTY FROM THIS LIFE MIXTAPE"
Step aside from the sea
There's no bottom to go beneath
Grass strangles me by the leaf
There's no dreams here
Don't want to be alone
See this shit for the last time:
9. Faded mirror
10. Me, in the gutter
Doesn't matter anymore, it's day by day
Irrigation system, movement is constricted by the damaged air
Ineptitude leaves me standing right there
Driveway, bicycle lane, car accident, death by Lexus, arson by Lexus, execution by fire
Reaching for the key, I see this shit:
11. You sleeping quietly every other night
12. You screaming on the ones between
13. Your dreams that slip
14. Your faint reflection fading upstream
I've lived in this house for as long as you've stared at me
There's no prophecies here
I can't write laws as long as God's listening
This is my first confessional, these are the points:
15. The stars are screaming, the lights are out
16. Worker ants crawl on corpse, campfires burn out faintly
17. Through the looking glass, melancholy whimpers
18. Where's the place, where's the time? When did we meet last?
I'm not shit but never forgive me for that
There's a dream of desolation in molten ice
You've got so many chances let leave reckless abandon alone
From the outset there's been a burning monster truck on the backroad, crackling like this:
19. Gravel eclipsed by raging sun
20. Migrating bird species, crows yell, avalanche of vantablack-gilded death
21. I've had my darkness stolen and patented, it's in the check cliffnotes
22. Black red orange all primary colors that I've yet to know
This is the time for error, letting go
Warm summer night, UN high commissioner
Peacekeeper forces rush in and shoot themselves in the head on order
Broken up by ellipses, the cold shattering of shrapnel and battle cries that don't mean war:
23. Dark blue
24. Albatross lost at sea
25. Machine guns nested horizontally across both sides of the Sun's glare, shoot first questions after
26. Black death cumstain, eyes wide open, plague tide, it's Yule in a July blood storm, the trees get chopped to logs
We fill the customs by the gallows
We feed our blood to the hollowed glass frame
We can't see, we can't die here
We can't feel, we can't die here
There's no time
I'm sorry I've left you here
There's no time
I'm sorry you're so used to it
There's no time
You're so warm
27. White space
28. Black space
29. Silence
30. Death
God fucking bless!
[MEIKA Hime]
There is no earth beyond fire eclipsing the horizon
The smoke is dimming and the lights are out
The world is fragile and careless
I am you, within you , waiting for the nukes to go off
Life is good in the life of fire
There's no use
ゼア・イズ・ノー・アース・ベヨンド・ファイアー・エクリプシング・ザー・ホライズン
ザー・スモーク・イズ・ディミング・アンド・ザー・ライツ・アー・ウー
ザー・ワールド・イズ・フラジャイル・アンド・ケアレス
アイ・アム・ユー・ウィジーン・ユー・ウェーティング・フォー・ザー・ヌークス・ター・ゴー・オフ
ライフ・イズ・グッド・イン・ザー・ライフ・オブ・ファイアー
ダメだね
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3. |
Her Pale Crown
06:40
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[PrismSec, Corrosive Catnip]
Lanterns fade out
Knives underneath the skin
Child of holy sea
Take no damage
There is no clay refuge
You cannot meld flesh from that which lines the shore
Lawlessness
A dire inhumanity remains in place
Serene crawl
Violence, turbulence
Remaining constant
Gardens are razed
Leaves are sunk
Floodgate
Floodlight
There is no place
There is no time
Illuminations starkly incalculable
Humanity is in a state of dyscalculia
It does not comprehend time
Cardinal absence of timbre
There are no miracles here
Golden wing butterfly
A coven of butterflies dissipates beneath the skin of dawn
Deathbloom roses surround the funeral service
Limbs are carrion candles
Barricaded by life
Rapid secession
Peculiarity is misunderstood
Soon banished
Naked flesh lacks coherency
Something akin to waiting
Someone is here alone
Benign law stutters
Imago splits
From within it crawls out
The golden wing butterfly
Saline and disillusioned
Witch of time in delay
She comes and she goes
Whenever she leaves
Glass is fed to the crows
Her crown is pale
Sanguine disorder
She takes law from someone else's hands
Ships sink overseas
Arched by the albatross
Her time is lost and betrayed
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[Corrosive Catnip]
A cell of moss
A concrete wall encased in fog
Remains are glazed by trails of gasoline in water
Someone always remains alone
Damage is undertaken
The frail and the wretched
My knees remain bruised as I awaken in grass
There's always a way to forget
Sometimes they leave you with no way out
Sometimes there's nowhere from here right now
Morning dew is splintered
Lakes give way
The remnants of bombshells still linger
I'm getting closer all the time
No ice age, just metallic air that's soon purified
To which place, to which time?
Timber logs on distant clearings
Her pale crown is perfectly enough
Something remains after the fall
Nebulous, ineffable
The perfect moment has slipped
A sinister aspect remains in the vines
Mono half-awake
Bloodied polaroid
A digital photograph now extracted from a cheap SONY camera
Berlin as a spectre
Cement and asphalt are pierced by deathbloom lilies
Roses remain elsewhere
Menial shame and fleeting regret
Mundane passage through snow
Soft shimmering smile
Strands of hair and lakes of blood run rampant
Wilderness is kind to those who lay encrusted by dirt
'Should I go or should I stay?"
Mantras are sung in the heat of paved paths
A loose dream is incinerated
Uncertainty is carried by raindrops
Beige is strangled by green
A computer monitor remains perfectly still in a clearing, now overtaken by nearby overgrowth
Her eyes wander off sandstone, lazurite and unoxygenated emeralds
A loose limb is pumped with air through syringe
A disembodied hand regains motion, ascertaining that its fingers are still somehow dynamic
Ultrasonic ultramarine
Invicibility is carried on inaudible radio channels
Somewhere between the transmitters buried treasure is unearthed
Quartz is forged and marble is desecrated
A pilgrimage drags onward
We smoked meat by campfire
Worker ants amassed in ravaging spiral hives across the plains
Miracles remain alone in adolescence
Midnight is discretely bathed
Worms are etched into bait
Fish with ruby illumination in their irises
A catch is reeled out with retaliation
Crows reflect in sprawling mirrors
A blue lens is in focus
Earth sleeps in luxury of devouring
Nets of plague succumb to obsolence
I back the fuck down
Shadows peek out from within quarries
Obsession is left sleepless
Earth is warmed by sun piercing through black smoke
No one sleeps alone
Nectar is eased from baggage
Trade embargos are violated
Loose supplies of Jens ketamine
Addiction is a stallion of yearning
Warfare is boundless
A bounty remains on anonymized heads
Cities are flooded
Windows are drowned and washed of grime
Force shatters the glass as it is purified
Serpent's nausea
Something is read between discarded lines
Power lines stress for hours on end before flickering
Replica white sun
Stallion of addiction carries across the plains
Fungal serenity
Feeding on trees in symbiosis
Bound by flesh beyond and beneath death
Outsider
Post-empire faith
Crosses are upheld
Night passes
You call this a mirror?
I call this the limitless tide
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[DJ Skinny Dick]
Yeah
Check the mic
One two
We gotta do this shit
Okay, here we go
It's inside
Cardinal sin
Letting go
A soft river's flow
Don't ever tell me
Don't ever tell me, no
Buried treasure washes ashore
There's no death here, no
A soft river's flow
Never feel alone
Come and go
[God of Berlin]
Please don't catch me with the weed in my hand
Don't talk to me while I'm smoking
Please don't catch me with the weed in my hand
Don't talk to me while I'm smoking
Please don't catch me with the weed in your hands
Please just leave me alone
Please don't catch me with the weed in my hand
Please just leave me alone
Please...
[God of Berlin]
We are tested for the human consumption
We are tested for the human consumption
We are tested for the human consumption
We are tested for the human consumption
We are tested
We are tested
We are tested for the human consumption
We are tested for the computer consumption
We are tested for the consumption
We are tested
We are tested
We are tested for the human consumption
We are tested for the human consumption
We are tested
We are tested....
[PrismSec]
Feel like a feather
Only you can see
These wings are not measured
Cloud of purity
Somethings will never
Contradict me
I see through your treasure
Your jewelry
A dynamic pleasure
You truly
Don't know me
You truly
Don't know me
[DJ Skinny Dick]
Soft possession
Dawn looms
There remains no time
Glacial motion
There remains no time
Down in it
Smoke on the horizon
Don't ever tell me I'm enough
These bands are dripping death
Arcane treasure, yeah
My voice crackles in like a whisper
Nothing exists, nothing waits
I hunger, I hunger
None I can devour
Can't devour shit I can't feel
Withheld, I've lost my way
Dense forests cover the shore
Dogs of poison and dogs of revenge
Claws up, yeah
Drinks up, yeah
Getting shitwasted at dusk, yeah
Sun comes up we roll again
Taking over, can't take anymore
Never let go never let go
Bare your teeth bare your teeth
Fuck off and dethrone
Bare your teeth bare your teeth
Mescaline and roughhousing
No summer nights it's all falling now
Hounds of autumn hounds of spring
Cities are dire places, come alone
Come alone, come alone
Come alone, come alone
Come alone, come alone
Come alone, come alone
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[MEIKA Hime]
Astounding tides
Low shimmer
Cities are dire places
Death comes alone
There are gaps in your heart
Come alone
Paint over death
Come alone
Bathed in concrete
Dogs of death
Come alone, come alone
Come alone, come alone
Crystalline powder warm sea tide
Pardoned by God
Come alone, come alone
Come alone, come alone
Emotional crossfader
My biggest enemy is me
9 1 1
Fog and ash
The horizon burns
The dawnshimmer in deathbloom
Paradise burns up
Nostalgia stutters
There's no air
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7. |
A Mirror
07:36
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[PrismSec]
OBEY hat on half cracked ice, bloodshed ad infinitum
Nothing slips out of time, nothing lives alone
No vultures are stranded on their errands
Pardon me if I've taken too much clay which you make life with
Motherfuckers are lacking in the dead of midnight as serenity is once again subject to conquest
Pendulum algorithm, sequestered space acting absently and removed from its already stationary roots
Vanity is removed from Supreme bucket hat and building brick
Soon repairs in neglected walls will be in Futura Bold Italic
The silence is enraptured in amber, titans of flesh like fossil insects
Water is surrounded by hives, the eyes of putrid hoarders clawing out honey
Singularity is bared, time immemorial has been condensed
A dejected sigh is vocalized
We are all vocalists and actors, something is inevitably strangled by the green
Reading for ransom, life is in the performative and the hiding
Dugout and paper mache expectations, unpaid train fee fines
Symbiosis symbolized by apoplexy
Inertiatic is buried, deathbloom clawhive
Honey spills into sure ruins, no longer inhabited, condemned even in state of disrepair
Civil engineering and civil destruction, annihilation is stranded in fragile places
Roadwork castration, ace of bloodstain spade
Rain falls on charcoal eyes, a deafening, irises are void, ice is in dire admiration, wound is treated without thanks by anonymous hands
Rigorous memento mori
We are theatre, cruel and stunned by the falling detritus, we never heard the impact
Traffic sirens and stagnant divinity, dignity is in jeopardy
Mistakes are on national TV, crossquote:
Some country's president, resigned: "I regret to inform you of this but the world is ending today"
Strength is in numbers
We do not leave alone, strongholds are burnt, ashen reduction
Dreams are absent fantasy, behind close doors we build temples to gods we gain the names of
Just over that bridge is the end of the world
Somber wonder is in a state of winding down, clock hands slip out of need, just a moment and you're caught in high heels and psychological strain
Breeze is ungained and unreferenced, wind carries velvet veil from corpse in pale crown
She bows, until next time: SimCard StyleGAN
And now, the thirty first entry, beyond death:
31. You call this life?
I call this a mirror
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Next Year's Snow
Svalbard Seed Vault field recordings label. Dabbling in large-scale interactive hydrophone installations and sixth wave post-
Pigfuck on the side.
Art collective est. March 1st 2017
Founded by:
Octa Möbius Sheffner
Valyri Sheffner Harris
Spencer Booth
Previous:
&TIME
earlyprey
(etc.)
Current:
7FORM
Hatemail and/or demos:
snow@ecarlate.company
... more
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