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Under an Eternal Mirage Projected in the Sky [RG12]

by Zebulon Kosted

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Gathered like every full moon night Around the genuflected man shaped stone Its glow the sole light besides flame That’s yet to forsake our kind Its face painted sharp an everlasting moan We sing for our memories to live on Atop the buried coin and metal that we once hoarded That long ago lost its worth So we join the figure in its sacred moan We bury the trees and we bury the stream For no one can now wash away our shame We cry in the name of our sin Forlorn are the times of excess Long gone are the days of the hive, coated in gold The newborn now open their eyes To the arid plains of tomorrow No flowers grow on the metal carcass No waters fall on our empty husks Without path or purpose or light to guide us Time and again we baptize the soil with our entrails In heartbroken ceremony Callous, ignorant conception! Black, gluttonous orifice! We were born from a wish And from the wish was born too A world almost impregnable Where all that was born from us is denied From a time where wisdom laid in ink not song Remained the scrolls beneath dust and wood The silhouettes dance gracefully on the script Ancient theories, unsigned Speak of this world viscous and pure Long forgotten is the name We had given to the language of scripts Yet eternal is its force As the signs are born from purpose Taken by their ancient allure Daring to take in the grace The silhouettes make their way from the scrolls To the eyes The mouth The heart Of the unsuspecting And with a sole heartbeat, spellbound, propels its life to sacrality An instant forever burning With the fury of a billion dreams Swayed by the waterfalls sparking with sapphire Corneas ablaze with the refracting satellites divine The soil stretches its loving arms The flora’s embrace overtakes A landscape that bears no breathing forms but itself The ever perpetuating majesty speaks Stacking layers unending, its harmony so mystifying Drowning, fluorescence, a holy script Contains the last sentence for men To never taste this holiness To forget their foundation Sand survives their frail creation And their dreams lay malformed inside Tendre’s womb One with the divine, One with the sand, each like a grain Dreams eroded trapped inside Frozen tears in the temples of angels Our kind holds on, we are vines on the ruin’s fallen walls Swarmed by Tendre’s eternal ephemera Filled the muscle like cement With Mouth open, petrified glow Stands the figure through the years We gather every full moon crying For we are the children of the shadows
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Fortitude or annihilation, there could have been no other way to put an end to this. Under an eternal mirage projected in the sky, we curl and conceive. But awareness is now an extenuated limb that dissolves and returns to the soil, to settle in cavernous earth - we never expected to undo ourselves across the fabric of creation, far beyond concepts that drove our civilization into a corner.

We were born from a wish, never to fulfill our matter and honor the flesh, but that does not mean we didn’t try to lunge at the future, if only to miserably fail, faced with smug. Orography adapted to the shapes of our demise, and swirled around moving with it the broken ceremonies that commemorate their existence -tradition has convexed into performative summoning, manifesting the righteousness of a flawed ego.

An earthy scent in the vacuum, did I try to embrace what was hidden from me? Only because I tried to scavenge a feeling so pure, which was indeed forbidden, there were things that I had to give up for the sake of this awareness. A Promethean impulse that sparks from within, the artefacts that have surely conjured an element of chaos in this frame of constancy calling upon me to join a conjecture of reality, spread along the rim of perception.

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released August 5, 2021

All instruments,vocals and cover art by Rashid Abdel Ghafur
zebulonkosted.bandcamp.com/music

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Keith R. Szudarski at SubTower, Missoula, Montana June 2021

Mastering and additional guitar by Kyle Petrilli at Volpeil Studios in Missoula, Montana July 2021

Lyrics, theme and graphic design by Ruego

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