[Lyrics for Anorexia Nervosa – Sequence 3 Flesh Goes Out Without Grace]
Yantric symptoms & collusion of the body with the need…
play of a spirit ready to leave…
Ebola-Monkey visited me…
I had to kneel, to implore its grace
“Nothing more is to hope”
“Won’t be there tomorrow”
The spirit of the valley doesn’t die,
Its functions never runs out…
“Holding a whisk… wanted to strike me…
Be-seeching him to make it hard…
But no mass anymore to implore him
The shady silence…
Abandoned me angels appeared to me.”
“Are you holding the immortality mask?..”
I cried for the closed failure of the day
Twice etheric, I went out into the park to find the birds,
I didn’t learn anything from them.
I was alone, dedicated to a certain death.
Ebola-Monkey in the original night.
I was alone, dedicated to a certain death.
Ebola-Monkey in the original night .
Ain-soph… is calling for me…
This state before birth & deprived of oneself
reinstatement…
Unceasing mental flood & regain calmness…
Concealed exhaustion
Foetal position…
The room is talking to me…
Mustn’t answer & the whole life will dir out this evening…
Embryonic dusk & reddening landscape…
Cawing the marsh
The civilisation is regressing & disappearing in my soul.
Body abstraction…
“At the end of the times we will be all spirits,
the matter will first resolve itself & then will be dashed…
Only the spirits will remain in the liquefying space”
Conform space-time…