Reverence
My flesh is filled with it
My muscles aching, while on your throne you sit
rushing towards the end, our end
I’ve seen the fire lit…
The fire and brimstone
I rode through your hell
these dead barren wastelands
tales of tragedies to come…they tell.
Reverence
For movement and energy
from A to B, to see it clear
this body bled, blood let, black blood shed
she’ll outlive humanity
Seeds are sown, grown and harvested
Seasons, species passing by
Trees and flowers bloomed and withered
Life demands we’ll die
Merged together once again, each one of us, one with the soil
Millions of years, a new dawn fades
Gaia's veins once again flow with its lustrous oil
Mile after mile and the sun’s in our face, never knowing nothing, never sensing it, but the road kills, the road kill after road kill, the clouds above, the wind-chill. Storm is drawing nearer, the deer’s and the birds have gone restless and worried. The deep blue sky’s foreseeing tragedies as it is threatening drawing nearer; towards defenceless fields, bending down for the all covering darkness, and the cold wet forests, once warm and sungazed, welcoming, embracing, now whispers no, no, do not hide in here. You bring misfortune, famine and ultimately death. For it is our end that they sense, yours and mine, they are shaking us off, like flees - do not drag us down with you! Screaming our way - and now, sleep in your bed mankind. Out in the cold, shaking.
Out in the cold, shaking. Out in the cold, they’re shaking us off. We should have known… Reverence.
Seeds are sown, grown and harvested
Seasons, species passing by
Trees and flowers bloomed and withered
Life demands we’ll die
Merged together once again, each one of us, one with the soil
Millions of years, a new dawn fades
with another fucking ape lurking in the shades
Fire and brimstone
another fucking hell
these dead barren wastelands
tales of tragedies to come they tell
and as we grew old the ice melted away
to the ground the trees fell, as if they cried out in vain
for the drought land that unfolds and for stormy skies
or to mankind’s deaf ears to the tales that were told.
Out in the cold, shaking. Out in the cold, they’re shaking us off. We should have known… Reverence.
Solidarity | Social Center AdelanteSofia, Bulgaria
Social Center ¡Adelante! is a free autonomous, self-managed, non-hierarchical and non-commercial space in the centre of
Sofia (Bulgaria's capital and its largest city) founded in 2010 by a collective of activists committed to social change and creating sustainable alternatives to the capitalist system and hierarchical ways of organization....more
Revisiting this album today and it is just as powerful and demanding as it was eight years ago. Perfectly pertinent to today's pandemic world and all the other donked up messes facing us. This album reminds us to live... while we may.
To quote from 'Disolve': "Our blood will dry some day. But our bones won't break." grahamco
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