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I
04:36
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how do we cling to life
singing to tunes of the end
to the raging beats of our heart
caged in shaped boxes
with our destinies inscripted
can't choose what we wanted to be
just a pure sight of a given path
nor right, nor life
unable to look behind
forcing you to choose what you don't want to be
break the chains, slaughtered hands
betray the saftey, change the simple
we take the higher ground
to catch a glimpse of our golden future
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2. |
II
03:16
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everything i let go, a persistent lack of clarity
hollow words fade on concrete
doors that hide and standard's collapsing
walls fall on the ground onto thoughts from before
take your dead hands from the things i refuse to
possibly a good way of burning bridges
from all that remains
for now i see enough to better leave by now
this refuge somewhere we used to call home
it's just a dead-end, a new set of worries we haven't abandoned yet
they bequeathed no traces merely ruins of despair
there's no such thing like innocence
just different levels of responsibilty
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3. |
interlude
00:38
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4. |
III
03:12
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in vicinity of a narrow ridge
thousand steps past one another
dogmatic paradigms between debris and tomorrow
continuous search for halt
and cautious moving in lasting fear
that the spot breaks off
due to the rest nothing to say
blackened dust in tired eyes is the inherent absence of light
so stop planting dead doves in my hands
replacing pictures with fragments of black and white
compensated boredom
reversing our time
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5. |
IV
04:09
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glaring lights affects proximity
distractions, symptoms of a dying youth
silent armies dim the alleys to hold them at bay
clearing the path for endless means of mendacious incantations and fake promises of luck
the few of those who still don't consider them as a favor
are buried inside this concourse
the bitter rest of possibilities which remain (is) to serve as capacities
in conclusion the complete negation of a society that's sinking
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Chambers Berlin, Germany
"On the one hand, there is grittyness, dirt, dust, and decay. On the other hand, there is creation, nuance, emergence, and a sense of multi-finality. "
booking: chamberssucks@gmail.com
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