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03​/​2009

by SPRCSS

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1.
There's something that I feel in the bottom of the flesh, and it's staccato, and it's carcasses, and it's plastic upon the breath. And then the ceiling caves in from a steadily increasing consensual of the un-sensual Legs revenge Revenge against the tar top Eye revenge Revenge against the street lamp Hands revenge Revenge against the etiquette Head revenge Revenge against the fumbled word Heart revenge Revenge against the formal fear Sex revenge Revenge against the never said Guts revenge Revenge against common toxin We revenge Yr brain revenge, yr blood revenge, yr mouth revenge and your tongue revenge, yr spine revenge, yr seat revenge, and yr face revenge against the never living and then it ends Then in the pumping heart that beats irregular: abnormal pulse from the edge of your finger, abnormal pulse from the liquid that’s in you. Stimulation over stimulation over Legs revenge...
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On the morning you deny me three times don't ask the Romans or the Pharis-i It's unlikely they'll edify but likely that they'll horrify and they can't explain the reason why that you had to go I against I Listen to the cock crow three times A black moon in a black sky casts a shadow of a terrifying shape and size a blank mind in a blank sky leads me to believe that Babylon is on the rise Show me the man that believes in love the kind of love that I've been dreaming of
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If we started to think about numbers and means and ways And our goal was clear we just let it be always strange The way we spoke and the way we learned And the way we kept them confused by what they heard us Storming the lawn like freeing the bees Of the mythic pleasure bringing you to your knees The newsman combs his always-hair Over skulls and lust for Nazi millionaires First relation: the unknown becomes the known Second relation: the known becomes unknown again Third relation: the human divides it’s Self And now my tongue moves faster than it ever has Naming every season counting every coin Wrapping every animal in the letters I join The cult of the vowel to free up my skin While the pixels pick your heart to find a better way in The first rebellion: care for the broken heart The second rebellion: embrace the human skin And the third rebellion: level those phone towers Even though you may never hear my voice again Cutting through the sky Cutting through the air Cutting through the made up situations we fear Plastic paranoia Plastic anxiety “Where are they now?” and “How long will they ever be here?” And if the edges of the words get blurred by the rain And get covered in the blood of the enemies we’ve slain And the eyes of the State look at you and see seams Then let the hand that has guided you crush them in between The shape of your palms that shake every herb That shake every planet and shake every verb Shake those that bless you in your every “I love you” And those that come to cut you fall breathless under Her foot

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released May 16, 2011

Recorded at Studio 1654 by Justin Moyer. Mastered by TJ Lipple.

Players: Bob Doto, Daneil Mazone, Justin Moyer, Aaron Leitko

Cover art drawing by Becky Carter. Layout and design by Bob Doto.

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