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“Modernity O Mother,
your empty body has been a feeding
womb delivered to insatiable deaths devouring your shame and
hopelessness for mere inspiration

We shall be replenished upon the altars of false memory to numbness rebirth drinking to divine growth and bloating evermore towards the stars which flicker faintly in unison with visions of our ashes
The sun is a smoldering heart which festers in glory for those born to deny their inner founts of fire: ‘Burn! Burn!’ Their blinding tears are droplets of defeat for unquenchable eyes to imbibe and retrace our forgotten end where pestilent voices weep their bound praise unto thee in mocking silence

Reborn to doomed nature nurtured in bloodbath leading to the fount of your mercy. Run! Run, for we will taste you fully. We will eat with seething teeth and drink profound thirst to mock the well of your presence. We will have you. Let us have you. Let us drain your waning mercy.

Erase and forget, O Mother,
your emptiness shall be ours
This Emptiness shall be
our feeding.”

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from Feast of Our Mother, released June 23, 2022

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Extreme and experimental music based in Raleigh, North Carolina.

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