1. |
The Null World
07:22
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Grasping for air
Under a raging sun
Behind a border
Weapons keep guard
Wake from a dream
My sheets are wet
A warm breath
A drop of salt
Once I could breathe
Once I could walk
One day I will die
By the hand of generations
The line is straight
Take my hand
If nothing changes
This is where we will be
A dream so fair
Of progress and faith
A ladder to the sky
A world to be yours
Nature a burden
For an excellent mind
Solidarity
Is a stab in the back
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Sunny Interlude
03:11
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The birds are singing
I think one of them is crazy
A fox is hunting in the field
The hares are running
We share a bottle of wine
We sit in the sun
There is no world outside
Just us and the trees
And perhaps a climate catastrophe
Everything is ours
To sow and to reap
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3. |
The Logic of Sacrifice
02:19
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Sacrifice yourself
Sacrifice yourself
Sacrifice my friends
Sacrifice my friends
The logic of sacrifice is different
Depending on who’s holding the knife
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M-C-M'
07:04
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I work the machine
Everyday I come to this place
And everyday I strain myself
put on my face and my bodily armour
To shield me from the what-nots and what-ifs I will encounter
There is a me there somewhere
Underneath
A me which is hiding in the undergrowth
Under branches and twigs
It’s silent now
And won’t speak again until tonight
Not until after the labour
After the commute
After the bowl of food
After the shower
After the coffee
Not until after all that will it surface again
And carefully - almost a bit insecure
It will ask if it can come out
Come out and say hi
Maybe suggest a new idea
A sliver of creativity
After lurking beneath for twelve hours
Biding its time
We spin in a circle of labour, consumption, reproduction
Money talks and I have to listen
That shielded little fellow doesn’t want to but he has to listen too
To know his place
The wheels keep turning
Spin upon spin
Money grows, value is created
Out of thin air and muscles
Reproductive time has no value but to restore
To build capacity for another spin on the wheel
We take another one
You know, yesterday we had a new brand of cereal in the store
They say it’s good for you
Makes you cope just a little bit more
It’s supposed to be real tasty with yoghurt
I heard they make it here, in our town
Might even be someone I know
The money carousel keeps spinning
Let’s take a ride
Our heads feel all dizzy
But we’re glad not standing aside
Poor people who aren’t allowed the ride
There’s not seats for everyone
The sky is the limit
We take flight and aim
I hear they serve those cereals as inflight snacks now
The system cannot end
It’s a master of adaptation
For every crisis
The dollars respawn, stronger than before
We produce
We consume
On and on and on and on
A bit less human for every spin
Let’s do it again
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The Breaching Experiment Sweden
Black/death metal from Älvan, Sweden. Thematically oriented toward apocalyptic, environmental and sociological themes.
Until recently released under the name The Breaching Experiment.
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