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Borne Down Upon

by Jeff McLeod

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ghostwave Thoroughly unique sounds and amazing production. Favorite track: Chrysalis Of Gloom.
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Exacerbate clear intention. Fullest release into an urn. Disharmony disavows The coldest nothing else. In the rain, Corroding. In the rain, Dulling husk. Intention clear, exacerbated. The vessel filled with seed. Disavowed, disharmonized. Coldest self, the nothing. Borne down upon.
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Someone destroyed the sun's anomaly. This was the note I found in the body. Inked in blood, covered oh so fluidly. This was an illness inherited, manufactured. Only suffering. Only being. Only no one Left to cure. Someone destroyed your son's capability And his capacity as one that cares or feels. Inked in blood, covered oh so fluidly. This was an illness inherited, manufactured. Only suffering. Only being. Only no one Left to cure.
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Uncondition unbecoming. Underturner dries to grist. Live nothing. Thrive nowhere. This, the zone of your unmirroring. This, where subself is subserved. Live nothing. Thrive nowhere. Overholymen kill the always. Simultstrangling their tomorrows.
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Instrumental.
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Fading away, exit in overdrive. Cores will decay. When will my god arrive? Slow underlay opens its petals, dies. Force you alive. Life of a grave, you sigh.
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In my dream, your face was shrouded By black webs, thickening and thickening. Your eyes melted into your brain And you became me and I ate you. Let this ending no longer be imagined. Let this be the discontent of eternity. Let this hole consume the world. Let night descend forever and ever. So it shall be, as you shall not unsee.
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Inside of me there is nothing to see. Floor filled with leaves, nothing to love, nothing to grieve. Howl not to be. A mind this free is nothing to see or believe. Stillness, stale air, bottomless drain, bottomless drain. Howl not to be.
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Everthinking over, over. Undeciding never over. Fake my will and store me, bore me With your tale of ghostly orrery. You, the ghost in chains before me. Hand Of Glory in my belief.
9.
Instrumental.

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Written, executed & recorded by Jeff McLeod at The Subversive Workshop between April and November of 2013.

This is the final release in a trilogy of recordings that began with 2011's Under Dim Self and continued with 2012's Scalps Of Gods.

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released November 14, 2013

Synths, programming & vocals by Jeff McLeod
Artwork by Neal Williams at epicproblems.com

Dedicated to no one, nothing, never & nonsense.

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Music. Improv. Art.

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