Hexvessel - Masks of the Universe (Iron Marsh, 2013) I drank a dream that I was an oak on fire, where words became birds of a mirror-world, fellow travelers under a buckling moon, a pack of tricks to play between ghosts, the sudden shadow and a clearing in the wood, astral chrysalis door to the abyss filled with the origins of eternal things - spores that form into the teeth of mountains. And when the masks of the universe burn the ancient light will return and when the tide of the universe churns a sea of wisdom will return The iron marsh is a child of stardust; comets burn their tales in our mouths, the horizons of white holes opening and closing, a thunderclap of a universe spawning. Take me like the Pacific sweeps the tides until every last light of starlight dies and were alone, clothed in infinite darkness. We stoop and beg for Sagans forgiveness And when the masks of the universe burn the ancient light will return and when the tide of the universe churns a sea of wisdom will return. The only way into the universe is through a clearing in the forest - find the doorway to the end of the world and go through it; Reality is only what we make it! Into the nuclear womb of chaos lay your head down inside the fall-out. Crossed the threshold, clashed together, life confronting life forever, our love is the fiery flames of a fountain of suns burning in the constant conference of rebirth.
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