The sky would drip with love
I remember the blur
Throats and eyes would burn
As you'd twist and turn
But where did it all go? (the stretching halls and streaking lights)
Out the milky air you're gone (the bitter spirits clutch my own)
So wipe me from your fucking brain
And leave me in my stasis until I gotta turn forth and face the wind
[Terence McKenna]
You can live and die inside these intellectual structures, but people of curiosity usually find themselves unsatisfied.
Let's just sleep it off instead/body of lead
Darkness from the infrared but far from dead
Alone gazing at the sky
Melting as we ponder why
Let the kundalini rise, peer from three eyes
Reality's a mere disguise, yet we comply
[Terence McKenna]
What are we, where did we come from, and where are we going? We don’t actually know what our predicament is.
Meet the passed ones that we've missed. Submerge in this
Event horizon of bliss – a divine kiss
Scale the mighty Yggdrasil
I'll fuck you as space-time stands still
We clutch hands and intertwine
Sprouting tears traverse our smile
credits
from Wither,
released December 22, 2018
Guitars, vocals, music composition, and production: Aiden England
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