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The Ghost Ignition

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[THE ORISHAS ALCHEMICAL MATRIX] • [Act I: The Ghost Ignition] [Verse: Low, smoky, unsettling whispered vocal, close-mic dry pan] Is that a ghost in your ayyy li ooo di den drifting near ya eh ya head I ieee ayyy see u erre dem what they say... ay li oi oi ay came here to float away to gut two the peas and solder D em may peace inside pit my pit her pith split rupture D. Rummage ginseng? Ginger? No then what is e? it's ula key! Enter We. shadow-aye-ho shadow-aye-hee shadow-aye-ho shadow-ay-ee-oo still i feel cold-breath and blue its whisper-ay-true yet hollow fade spirit-ay-oh-no faces pass like smoke ghost-ay-lee-oh in the air-r-r. All the blood suckers scurry when hear her nails click.. air gets thick. Oo lay e ooo they shiver, lips quiver. mystery and fog fear, imbibing spiraling circular, fangs slicing. Ee yu Like sun spindly fish kiver. Her chuckles spill blood, smell of her lust ufforiya like flashing crimson flood from defiant liver. Lover? Chillie steady creepy crash ghostly lights shine thru, I choked when saw news, dry like a pack of blood thirsty vampirous wolves. Disgusting pantomiming tribe testament to love in tomb. offensive tracing ball back to womb, spilleth out creature with broken water and spine. Drool and blood dripping down tool, mouth wide open hanging broken, maroon slash glittering sapphire spool singed ash burnt runny, her hurt fire dash feign reign rain pain and scorn. • [Act II: The Solder & Sinclair Mesh] [Glitch Breakdown: Stuttering frantic vocal, fractured mechanical rhythm] Pink pale piti pit piw piti no full no pith no mind no substance no entrail circumstances. Burn body but result is fine! on her broken torn wretched ragged corpse sycophants will dine. Blood suckers entrails entwine! vomit inducing sight, corroded arteries mushed between bony sinew brine. [Verse: Cold, controlled, low-pitched rhythmic bass delivery] Lashings for creative creatures of Chronos, cruel crystlinne cretins crush con crystals and crash, extend ladder. Ledger and bay, wanted ocean they claimed. I looked down saw muddled guts. Cienie. broody muddy ruddy study..many cuts. I studied sight, rails racing to combine into new brew of putrid. An egregious egregoire of pure terror. sick twisted sin matted mushed mucus music tangled together. I look with stone cold ledger, I equate and conduct it by my nessy. No mess, essence. Serpentine crocodile feature nessy, beast prediction predates crystal creature. • [Act III: The Python Climax & Invocations] [Bridge: Sassy upbeat vocal, heavy rolling percussion, escalating synth tension] icy iso chilly lay the rooms after rain we reign, our royals are loyal to the root to get to the blood but without digging the deepest just stay hidden, not better. The walls remain locked residual not moving just trapped no motion unwritten letter unsaid unforgiven wounds only more infected get redder. I hurled as saw it squirming, inch worming by, vacuous eyes, slimy opaque soupy soul. Pitiful no pith, empty endless vacuum hole. Holy. Bleach burnt dirty water, sacrificed stunned saint slaughter, deck of tarot by blast, calm play melody, ginger shade root to carry on. Salt to freshen twine, recapture spine, capture fireflies again. No lie, no jade, emerald spade jewel. never breaks, shakes out tools. Bending bright rays prism prose days, sovereign sage, sapphire spool. Lapiz lazuli tell time new silver golden rule. We play fool. I pray the briney little new pathetic bloby shape could escape es cahhhh pay, escargo looking souls awaiting blankets underground. [Final Invocation: Sarcastic authoritative belted vocal, massive sweeping electronic arpeggios] Pokłoń się. I am king and queen of stolen dreams. I scrape kingdom with briney broken upside down key. Diamonds made of blood guts skulls scraps. try to siphon light spine but fireflies know scapes of broken dreams. The sickos become fans imbibe try to thrive off her lumen drive. dream and dark I know quite well, she shakes tools, her bell rings. remove rib, make it shine. Restore it, flicker heat up melt magma float and glow. [Sudden sharp guitar string scratch] [Total Vacuum Silence] [End] Float and glow. Magma flow, mind made vol can oh! And the shift has begun. Tectonic plates have been moved. Plato? Where do I begin? Socrates. Aris it! I better stotle rt there! End pwem!