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Yawning Earth

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Endless empty rooms The panic setting in Water in my lungs Behind the beat again Exist outside of time Outside society Exist beyond the reach Of gravity Every city street A monument Every shopping mall A tomb Born for no grand scheme No great works to save Namelessly interred In the mass grave The carpenter's hands In concert with the craft Drapes sack cloth atop The cenotaph Every grand design A mockery Each portrait A cartoon All these years slaving away Till the earth, reap no reward Born to serve and kiss the ring Die nameless and forgotten Keep us bleeding, keep us numb Keep us dependent, forgetful Keep us intoxicated That we may never overcome So helplessly I watch Hands tied to the wheel My fate submerging Underneath the master’s heel Deprive us of our lives And mutilate our wings A caged canary Forgetting how to sing Every scourging brand A masterstroke Every human life Exsanguinate.
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I saw the gallows and I walked Put my head inside the lion’s jaws I put the sickness in my heart And I laughed as it ate me alive With my blood a pact was signed And the world burned all around me But it was safe here in this womb From the darkness I carry with me My organs decompose My eyes roll over white My consciousness compromised Days to weeks to years Pass fleeting, ephemeral My agony enthroned Inside the veil of fog A voiceless passenger Forced to play voyeur To watch the train derail And the darkness rise To consume my battered soul
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"From the dead hand I take the bow he wielded,
To gain for us dominion, might, and glory.
Thou there, we here, rich in heroic offspring,
Will vanquish all assaults of every foeman.

Approach the bosom of the earth, the mother,
This earth extending far and most propitious:
Young, soft as wool to bounteous givers, may she
Preserve thee from the lap of dissolution.

Open wide, O earth, press not heavily on him,
Be easy of approach, hail him with kindly aid;
As with a robe a mother hides
Her son, so shroud this man, O earth."

- Rig Veda 10.018.09-12

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released April 17, 2020

IPMH - all instruments, vocals, programming, and production

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Yawning Earth Troy, New York

Sonic rage for the quarreling age

Equality and justice forever. People over profit

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