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Katechon
03:01
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Sing us a song. you're the Great Beast.
See Great Beast, say Great Beast.
This is your brain on the Great Beast.
Our Great Beast is in another Great Beast.
Strong enough for a Great Beast
but made for a Great Beast.
Fly the friendly Great Beast.
Great Beast phone home.
E-i-tiddly-i, the Great Beast stands alone.
I was the shadow of the Great Beast slain.
The Great Beast has the power to
assume a pleasing shape.
VI VI VI
VI VI VI
VI VI VI
You can take the Great Beast out of
the Great Beast but you can't take the
Great Beast out of the Great Beast.
Pretty sneaky Great Beast!
Can't keep a Great Beast down.
Get out! The Great Beast is coming
from inside the house.
Are you there, Great Beast? It's me, Great Beast.
Great Beast gets you there.
Great Beast eats men like air.
We make our Great Beast the old-fashioned way:
we earn it. A Great Beast a day
keeps the Great Beast away.
VI VI VI
It impedes both, but eliminates neither.
It holds back the chaos but it don't stop believing.
So bring on the bellum of all against omnes,
loose the restraints, fellas:
I'm ready to aggress.
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The Affirmations
07:38
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That I am not bad to look upon.
That I am not susceptible to colds.
You will live to be 200.
You will never look old.
Money will flood in upon you.
I can write, my mind's still brilliant.
That masturbation was no sin.
That I do not need to have ulcers.
That I do not need to limp.
I believe in my gods and things.
I saw the flicker that meant you'd recognized
the dead look in my eyes.
I saw the blink that said to me
you wouldn't have it otherwise.
You know you are a master.
You know they will be thrilled.
You can come many times without weariness.
You have no fear if they conceive:
Pour it into them and let fate decide.
That these words and commands
are like fire, and will sear themselves
into every corner of my being,
making me happy and well
and confident forever more.
I saw the flicker…
67, spring, Las Palmas, in a sunset haze.
I've been drinking lots of rum,
poppingpinks and grays.
Do it flawlessly and we will all win.
I saw the flicker...
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I await:
the devil’s coming,
the coming of my hour,
the coming of the Scottish third reich,
the cream.
the commissioner’s replay to us,
the flame of tomorrow’s revolt,
the feeble excuses from the left,
the cream.
the conference call,
with interest developments in Cuba,
the results of this inquiry,
the cream.
the heads of kings, the heads of courtesans of kings,
the resurrection of the dead,
the Lady Valentine’s commands,
the cream.
the day good fortune comes our way,
the beauty which will come to us,
the initial arrival of the Oasis of the Seas,
the cream.
the exercise of your power,
the sentence of this tribunal,
the day when you are ready to give your all,
the cream.
the chosen site, and if I become conscious of the wait,
the deluge: the bearded man with his so what,
the ulterior details which you promise me,
the cream.
the dagger with the pledge of the signor,
the man that is coming from the pastures,
the next missile with a bit of trepidation,
the cream.
Oh to be the cream.
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Garam masala
04:35
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6 cups of whole cloves,
20 pints cumin,
300 sticks of pounded cinnamon,
1 cup ground nutmeg,
1 cup ground mace,
2000 pods of black cardamom.
But the days are so short,
and the winter sun so low in the south.
And the years are so short,
and the promise of heaven so insufficient.
Bits of wreckage.
Some bone.
Bits of wreckage.
The words of the dead.
How make a world of this?
How live in that world once made?
I've parted the curtains
of a thousand false heavens:
delights of the flesh
in room after room.
But the very last heaven
is a table with you,
my mouth numbed by spice,
and a glare in my failing eyes.
But I feel you there,
I feel you there,
across from me.
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Erich Zann / The Shrander Seattle, Washington
"His blue eyes were bulging, glassy, and sightless, and the frantic playing had become a blind, mechanical, unrecognisable orgy that no pen could even suggest." — H.P. Lovecraft, The Music of Erich Zann
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