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"The Spirit World is everything"
You desecrate our sacred sites
and then you called it your "new frontier"
Every destruction has a consequence; physically, mentally, and spiritually
You disturbed the spirit world, and now we fear what is to come
Our blood created these sites through tradition and prayer
We were charged through our creator, to ensure our sites are never disturbed.
Defending against greed and atrocity, an invisible evil that we can't see
Spiritually, chemically contaminated
Our sacred sites will always be viewed as just a "piece of land" with a "superstition" over it
Imminent threats to our sacred sites, religious and cultural values
Bloodlust, Bloodlust
Ripped apart like an open wound
Forced migration and land dispossession
Lands of the North, Central, and the South
Broken treaties and acts of genocide
Our ancestors created these sites through tradition and prayer
Now they lay in ruins, and gone is our connection to them
You disturbed the spirit world and we fear how the world will now suffer
Our knowledge was heard by your deaf ears
Our prayers were seen by your blind eyes
Our culture will always be fantasy through your ignorant minds
Desecrating the sacred
Ripped apart like an open wound
300 years, 400 tribes
99% of ancestral lands lost
Desecrated
We fear how the world will now suffer
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A walking I must go
Down through the dreary pine
To meet the woodsy lord
And make the sacred bind
I walk beneath the moon
Across her silent fields
Through forest and through marsh
With twilight as my shield
With twilight as my shield
She takes me in her shroud
And whisks me on my way
Down to the hidden copse
Where the sacred altar lay
Tucked amongst the pines
An ancient slab of stone
A long forgotten shrine
Bathed in moss and bone
And as the night grows still
And creeping shadows grow
I offer up my blood
To call the spirits home
Beneath the fields of stars
The old ones dance and sing
Round their ancient fires
A sacrament of flame
A sacrament of flame
Spirits converge under cover of night
Called down from timeworn stars
Forgotten keepers of the sacred pine
Forged in cosmic fire
Encircling the altar in the pale moon light
Called down by blood and bone
They forge their spectral bodies into mine
Imparting me with a sacred song
A blaze in the heart of a sleeping god
A long forgotten dream
Awakened by the cry of my flute upon the wind
He descends upon the glade
Amidst the mist the ancient beast beckons
A crown of antlers cradling the sky
Inside his heart the nightsong softly echoes
A forgotten spell to invoke the fated hand of twilight
To invoke the fated hand of twilight
A sacred path transpires
Born of dust and stars
The ghostly stag becomes me
I walk the path of ancient light
Born again amongst the stars
An ancient magic penetrates my soul
And with the sacred covenant fulfilled
The vision fades into the shadows of the blackened night
At the edge of twilight
I turn to leave
I pass my hands across the stone
A spell softly whispered
On the winds of time
One day I shall return
Fated
To the moss covered bones on the altar of the moon
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Hymn of intergenerational curses being broken over the collective knee of the revolutionary
lyrics
The ancient echo of blood
dries like it bleeds through
the pages of time
the mass death implied by mixed tones
and forgotten tongues
Atrophiied social organs
at the fringes of the dying empire
called to what once was before
a sacred duty
to those who will come to be
patterns of life must once again
become etchings in the flesh
roadmaps of the waterways
as rituals of war
become the oars thru the streams of life
communal cleansing
the flesh and the hearthfire
preparation of the home
where the ancestors are interred
within the walls
Laying into the grooves
left by the tank treads of ritual
blood-sprinkled papers
burn gold and illuminate
visions in the copal resin smoke
gazing into the hollowed sockets
of the inevitable and accepting what
will be as lifetimes of toil dissipate with the illusions of what once seemed so real
All returns to breath
inverted trees drawing life
from the air with or without
the conscious mind
individualist delusion mistakes the fruit for the tree
disregarding the mystery that causes both to be
the slow grope for eternity, the accumulating complexity
of the material forms return once more to the void
from whence they came, only to be released
again, like a breath slightly held, or curse broken,
whos caster has long ago died
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Lost connection with who I am
My heritage
Taken from me
No free will
My roots
Cut and destroyed
To oblivion
Left with nothing
No identity of myself
Who am I
The question
That plagues my mind
The way of my people
Never spoken of
My identity
Lost in time
I live a false life
The teachings forced onto me
Not my own
Ideology force fed
Villain-Ize my own people
For who they truly are
No faith in a false god
They are the devil
No home
Who am I now
Unrecognizable
To those before
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What would it take to make you care about the world?
There's no more future if we hesitate
There's nothing left to deliberate
Solar isn't going to save us
EV isn't going to save us
Lithium isn't going to save us.
What would it take to make you care about the world?
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“Stripped bare the earth like locusts
Drown in our own filth
Go mad with hate
At the sight of their destruction
And still it goes on
The drums of resistance
Beating forevermore
The drums of resistance
Beating forevermore
Until this dystopic hellscape exists nevermore
Choking on the air
Crushing weight
Despair
Attack! Attack the system
Abolish the State”
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Iravu - Home
07:01
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Bayat - iki yıl
02:11
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Senewa - We Live, Still
07:15
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