1. ANCESTRAL SPIRIT

(Instrumental)


2. RITUAL OF FIRE

Divided for the chance of union
Forced perspective
Out of focus
We are the colored sands
Passing through
Idle hands of providence
We are the pattern
That yearns for completion
Stillness is the ruler of movement

Teach me your ways
I want to believe
In these moments of clarity

Perpetual ritual

I can feel it in my bones
You are dancing in my blood
There is nothing in your mind you have not invited in

Who can comprehend
What happens
When separation ends

Prostration. Roots consume.
In search of resplendence. We stretch towards the light


3. NULL

(Instrumental)


4. POST-MODERN PROMETHEUS

Henceforth I whimper no more
Wrapped in fennel cast in fire
Waxing agony our singular pleasure
These bones long to return to the earth

Born dead
Threadbare
Lackluster
It never gets better

Hopeless
Forgotten
Foreshadowed
Better off in the ground

Dictum factum
Said and done
Necks crane rain dance
What have we done?
One look in the black mirror
Reveals our grotesque proportions

Flesh falls from the bone
And the seed begins to grow
We will reap what we’ve sown
As above so below

Lay your fears before
The altar of progress
Witness the glory.
Behold the grandeur
All that’s left
Can fit in the palm of your hands

Dictum factum
Said and done
Necks crane rain dance
What have we done?
One look in the black mirror
Reveals our grotesque proportions
Tempus fugit
This is the first of ten thousand positions

These corresponding offerings have become obsolete
These patterns tend to repeat
Time heals nothing

Flesh falls from the bone
And the seed begins to grow
As above so below
We will reap what we’ve sown


5. VOID

(Instrumental)


6. WITHERING AEONS

Suspended in ether
Eyes and mind begin to wander
Lysergic sermons
Shift the points of a static sky
Reaching through the veil
I can feel it move on the other side

The key and the gate
Are one and the same

Forever entangled
Ascending in spirals
Forever entangled
Past and present fall like petals

When the casket lid closes
The portal will open

This silence speaks volumes

The key and the gate
Are one and the same
Narrow is the gate
Straight is the way


7. BLACK WIDOW HOURGLASS

Leave your mind for astral projection
Cosmic limbs, bend down, touch the soil

Free the light from the void of all consciousness
and watch the waves collide around you, like a candles dance at twilight

Sand falls from my hand like time within the hourglass.
Refill the oil-lamp with the blood of lost souls
Black widow leave the orb to swallow the ether
Go within the waking void...


8. LAZARUS REFLEX

Bending over backwards again
Kiss the cobra on its forehead
To draw out the last drops of the sacred venom
Swallow your pride
Speak your peace
As we begin our descent

Watching your life pass you by
Through the cracks between the blinds
You are the candle burning at both ends
And the moth torn in two

You could not be further from the truth
The only way out is through

Trembling fingers reach for the sugar
So we can bare this sacrament
Falling out of focus again
To claw your way out of the cavern

Bending over backwards again
Kiss the cobra on its forehead
To draw out the last drops of the sacred venom
Swallow your pride
Speak your peace
As we begin our descent

You could not be further from the truth
The only way out is through

Tear the boards off the windows to your soul
Kick the doors of perception right off of their hinges

No one is listening
Nobody cares at all
The devil is in the details


9. BEGRUDGING LUCIDITY

We trust tea leaves and arrows
To guide the way
Under starless skies
We chart the course
Through these
Altered states

Bound for glory
Born on the path to misery
Constantly questioning
We begrudge
The gift of lucidity

Empty as a velvet glove
Without the iron fist

Fragmented visions
Give rise
Astral projections
Frozen in time
Conjure patterns
On the cusp of completion

With each step we stray
Further from the light
As the trail branches
We press on with no end in sight
Pyramids reduced to cinders
Arrange my bones into hexagrams

Equal parts past and present
The future sits on the tip of your tongue
Waiting to be sung
Into existence

The end will be justified
When we manifest our destiny

Dawn the gown of stinging nettle
Accept the crown of tangled antlers
Take up the reins of the one-wheeled chariot
The hanged man’s feet trace figure eights

Spellbound and gagged
Hair stands on end
Warble and writhe
Swallowed by the sun
One thousand points of light
All merge into one

Look on your work and despair


10. GUEST OF THE CAVERN/MIND ALTAR

(Instrumental)


11. BLUE ROSE

Oh what misery
to be born incessantly
Blush and bloom and
It’s growing under our feet

We are like the dreamer
Who dreams
And wakes and lives inside the dream
Destined to repeat

Chasing that memory of the lighting in our lungs

Over and over and over again

I will be released
From this dream
With my last breath
I will be redeemed

Drawn to the light of the burning bridge
You can’t outrun your growing shadow

There is no direction home
There’s no telling where we’ve been

You are free and that is why you are lost

Ending where we began
A spirit crawls forth
From the depths
Of a flesh covered prison

There is no direction home
There’s no telling where we’ve been

Still born
Still beating
Speaking in tongues
Searching for meaning
Destined to repeat

You could not be further from the truth
The only way out is through

Over and over and over again

I will be released
From this dream
With my last breath
I will be redeemed