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The Danish poem by Jacob Læby this track is based on:
Den Hvide Død
Udenfor rider ørkenen på forslugende døde kameler
og vi tegner ringe i sandet
som spor fra en bugtende slange
Stærens jamrende fårårskvaler
er tegn
forklædt i kosmisk baggrundstøj
Virusdommen fra det hensides ursuppe
fremkalder et fotografi af dig i genbrugstøj
der synes at inkarnere fåresygens opsvulmede influensabrud
som kvæles af et intetkønnet spejlbillede af Pan
En bioluminent fortids skygge
tabt i Fibunacis svimlende metageometriske labyrint
Den hvide død der indimellem sniger sig
ind under dørtærskelen,
skyder fantomnålesmerter gennem vores klædedragts syning,
fratager rummet dets favntag om tiden
og blotlægger udsigten gennem
kærlighedens tremmer:
Mine himmelråbende gluk-huller's æblehuler
vender sig i din sjæls velourpolstrede
teaktræskiste ved nærhedens stikkende vakum:
En singularitet af sultende aparti!
Øjet der ånder os i nakken!
En sløvende afmagt
hver gang dit hoved gemmer sig
bag et skuldertræk
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English translation:
The White Death
Outside the desert rides on gluttonous dead camels
and we draw circles in the sand
like traces from a meandering snake
The starling's wailing anguish of spring
signs
cloaked in cosmic background noise
The virus judgment from beyond's primordial soup
develops a photograph of you in second hand clothes
that seems to incarnate the mumps' swollen flu-bride
choked by the neuter mirror image of Pan
A bioluminence shadow of the past
lost in the vertiginous meta-geometric labyrinth of Fibunaci
The white death that sometimes creeps
in under the doorstep,
shoots needle pain phantoms through the seams of our dress,
deprive space it's embrace of time,
and expose the view through
love's bars:
My heavenward peepholes' apple cavities
turn in the velour padded teak wood coffin of your soul
by proximity's stinging vacuum:
A singularity of hungering apathy!
The eye that breathes behind our back!
A dulling impotence
every time your head
hides behind a shrug
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Return to Center
03:07
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We wasted every word
with unspeakable precision
until nothing could be separated
from the world
The wound on your hand
grows into your soul
gates burst open
to rooms with frayed wallpaper
A red mass of light
whispers adhesive filaments
from fatherless infants's tongues
a lie falls bleeding into itself
Everything returns to center
Everything returns to sender
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It All Falls Apart
03:17
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Blue Dwarf's Hill
21:50
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Dør
08:00
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Labyrinth
08:26
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The inner room is filled with doors that lead outwards
away from this and into the other,
The inner room is painted such that
its color change according to the content
of the outer room,
which color is defined by the sum of all the other colors
in all of the other rooms
The building that such appears
is a kind of a kaleidoscopic labyrinth of impossibilities
where everything possible forfeits
behind a hallucinating epiphany
on clarity's event horizon
...and weeping rivers form oceans of gold
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The Golden Dawn
04:51
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Corageous I move on
to the evident deconstruction
of my mind
set for the future
the Sun shines bright
I see it in the Moon's reflections
Tales of the past
inertwine the present
as I move on to the baren deserts
and in the snow clad mountain top
corageous I move on
This endless tale...
...this never ending tale
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Electric Cave
05:20
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Canary
08:30
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For thousand years I roamed these lead mines
speaking with no one but my canary
This morning I found it dead
in the bottom of it's cage
Guess I should be grateful
guess few canaries get to live a thousand years
Praise the thousand year old canary!
Praise the thousand year old bird!
Praise the thousand year old canary!
Praise the bird!
May it's angelic wings
blind your third eye
with reflections of gold.
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Fjernsind Korsør, Denmark
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This project formerly shared name with it's creator Jacob Læby.
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