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Decency and Integrity
05:17
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Decency & Integrity
Soul within that burning,
Be still a moment
Still a moment
Though it’s answer
Little meaning
Little relevancy –
Perhaps for you;
Silence unbroken,
And the stillness
Gave no token,
Merely this and nothing more
Wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming
Wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming
Soul grew stronger;
Hesitating no longer,
Truly the forgiveness
Blessed with sageness
Desolate, undaunted
Horror haunted
And yet
And yet
And yet
I'll win
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2. |
Battleground
06:04
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Battleground
Goals are transient
Movement eternal
Glorious, merciless
Uselessness work
Uselessness art
Here it flows
Life itself
The great tension
The will to fight
The forms of our time
Our own form
The most defiant
The most defensive
Attitude
All works become vain
All concepts hollow
Feel the expression
Of an elemental
Which was
And always will be
Even though
There are no longer humans
And no wars
Don't show
Your inner battleground
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3. |
Song of Deliverance
06:33
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Song of Deliverance
For the waves of death encompassed me,
The torrents of destruction assailed me;
The cords of Sheol entangled me;
The snares of death confronted me.
In my distress I called upon the Lord;
To my God I called.
From his temple he heard my voice,
And my cry came to his ears.
Sent me from high and take me
Drew me out of many waters,
Rescue me from my strong enemy,
From those who hated me
Then the earth reeled and rocked;
The foundations of the heavens trembled
And quaked, because he was angry.
Smoke went up from his nostrils,
And devouring fire from his mouth;
Glowing coals flamed forth from him.
He bowed the heavens and came down;
Thick darkness was under his feet.
He rode on a cherub and flew;
He was seen on the wings of the wind.
Sent me from high and take me
Drew me out of many waters,
Rescue me from my strong enemy,
From those who hated me
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4. |
Stop Acting so Small
05:14
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Stop Acting so Small
You are the universe
In ecstatic motion.
Let yourself be silently
Drawn by the stronger pull
Of what you really love.
Out beyond ideas
Of wrongdoing
And rightdoing
There is a field.
I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down
In that grass
The world is too full
To talk about.
The wound is the place
Where the Light enters you.
Stop acting so small.
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5. |
Suffer
05:14
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Suffer
He who learns must suffer
And even in our sleep...
Pain that cannot forget, falls
Drop by drop upon the heart
And reluctantly we become wise
Blindness grows with enlightenment
Mankind moves in a maze of light
Forgotten how to find
Peace in darkness.
The great thoughts arise in the heart
But fail at the world.
A happy century does not exist
But there are moments of happiness
And there is freedom in the moment.
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6. |
This Dusky Faith
05:00
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This Dusky Faith
Why, then, weep not,
Since naughty's to weep.
Too wild, too hot
For a dead thing,
Altered and cold,
Are these long tears:
Relinquishing
To the sovereign force
Of the pulling past
What you cannot hold
Is reason's course.
Wherefore, sleep.
Or sleep to the rocking
Rather, of this:
The silver knocking
Of the moon's knuckles
At the door of the night;
Death here becomes
Being, nor truckles
To the sun, assumes
Light as its right.
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7. |
What might have Been
04:47
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What might have Been
What might have been
Is an abstraction,
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in the world of speculation.
What might have been
And what has been
Point to one end,
Which is always present.
Footsteps echo in the memory
Down the passage
We did not take,
Towards the door
We never opened.
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8. |
The Grave
05:22
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The Grave
There is a calm for those who weep,
A rest for weary pilgrims found,
They softly lie and sweetly sleep
Low in the ground.
The storm that wrecks the winter sky
No more disturbs their deep repose,
Than summer evening’s latest sigh
That shuts the rose.
I long to lay this painful head
And aching heart beneath the soil;
To slumber in that dreamless bed
From all my toil.
For Misery stole me at my birth,
And cast me helpless on the wild:
I perish—O my mother earth!
Take home thy child.
“The Grave, that never spake before,
Hath found at length a tongue to chide;
O listen!—I will speak no more:—
Be silent, Pride!
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9. |
Chaos & Order
06:17
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Chaos & Order
True speech
The fundamental idea of the West
The hell of absolute order
The hell of absolute chaos
No matter where you go
Order in chaos exists
You have to be awake and alert
With your capacity to see and to hear
Pay attention and speak the truth
This is how you live a proper life
You need an antidote to suffering
The truth is an antidote
The final hell is your soul
Loosing in destruction
Ideology is a parasite
The ability to speak the truth is
The bulwark of fighting hell
I know where corruption of speech ends
Don't do that again
Tell the truth
You need an antidote to suffering
The truth is an antidote
The final hell is your soul
Loosing in destruction
Ideology is a parasite, a parasite
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Therefore pride is their necklace;
They clothe themselves with violence.
They scoff, and speak with malice;
In their arrogance they threaten oppression.
Their mouths lay claim to heaven,
And their tongues take possession of the earth.
This is what they are - (wicked)
This is what they are - (wicked)
But earth has nothing – nothing
I desire besides you.
My flesh and my heart may fail,
But you are the strength of my heart
Forever
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11. |
My Rebirth
05:54
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12. |
The Divine Image
05:51
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The Divine Image
To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
All pray in their distress:
And to these virtues of delight
Return their thankfulness.
For Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
Is God, our father dear:
And Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
Is Man, his child and care.
For Mercy has a human heart,
Pity, a human face:
And Love, the human form divine,
And Peace, the human dress.
Then every man of every clime,
That prays in his distress,
Prays to the human form divine,
Love, Mercy, Pity, Peace.
And all must love the human form,
In heathen, Turk, or Jew.
Where Mercy, Love, & Pity dwell,
There God is dwelling too.
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