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Maura


(Intro inaudible)

I do believe, the late man said
beware the hour that rose
to reckon

I do believe, the late man said
It came on quickly
It rang succinctly

Yeah, it was a vindication
of the phenotype
and the capacity of narcissism

Yeah, it was an explanation
of the natural order
and the inequity of innocence

I do believe, the late man said
beware the hour that rose
to reckon

I do believe, the late man said
It came on quickly
It rang succinctly

Slight, as a word
Loses vast amounts of meaning
From the slope of the vertices
There's barely room for sound to fall
We reach and retract
And the spiders weave such complicated traps
In the thick where the briar vines ripen green

If you're just a victim it doesn't matter.
If you were the victim what does it matter?
If you're not the victim it shouldn't matter.
If you're just a victim what could it matter?

If I were you I'd build a house
of timber dense and granite polished
of gold and ivory and beams of cedar
The angel spoke and kept repeating...

If you're just a victim, it doesn't matter.
If you were the victim, what does it matter?
If you're not the victim, it shouldn't matter.
If you're just a victim, what could it matter?

In servitude we cleanse ourselves
In servitude we purge the notion
Mortal wounds dressed in salt
In servitude we bridge the river

Follow...

I can count them with two hands open, yes and...
I can count them among the chosen, then.
I can usher them unto the assumption
I can shield them from Newton's first injunction.

In time, were all for yourself?
Will you offer yourself?

In time, will you offer yourself?
Were all for yourself?

In time, were all for yourself?
Will you offer yourself?

In time, will you offer yourself?
Were all for yourself?

May you one day seek
as you you have been sought
through pointless incarnation

I bind my prey
encased by the stratum
of a very thin layer

If I were you,
I'd hurl myself,
From high atop
The palace tower

Forty days and forty nights
You sat around and fed your ego, and for
Forty days and forty nights
You passed the test, your ass got dusty

And if...

You're just a victim it doesn't matter.
If you were the victim what does it matter?
If you're not the victim it shouldn't matter.
If you're just a victim what could it matter?

How dare you stifle my ambition?
Callous hands constricting my throat

Swift to greet exoneration
Meek, restrained, impunitive throes

Infamy and veneration,
Matricidal grievance upheld

Yeah, it was asphyxiation and hypoxia,
a deficiency of hemoglobin

Yeah, it was an exhibition of a lower calling
and the dichotomy of imminence.

You must...

Die to ride the golden hippopotamus
Die to ride the golden hippopotamus...down

If you're just a victim, it doesn't matter.
If you're just a victim, it doesn't matter.
If you're just a victim, it doesn't matter.
If you're just a victim, it doesn't matter.
The river of weaving spiders is rising higher.

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from ROTATOR, released September 11, 2016
Written and recorded by Zophim Override
Produced by David Pine

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