From the album “In Rituals And Correspondence In Constructed Realities“. Lyrics : What forms has life forseen fit to decline On the long and winding path of evolution Look at an ammonite discovered. It doesnt weave nor does it reap Who drove you to mammal-trampled earth Washed ashore hid in lava-rock. In homo sapiens species what is, this much indispensable? Atavistic decline, seeps the elder race. What forms has life forseen fit to undress Its flesh, and enter the undergrowth of Experiment pre-seed the fertile, ones hope Renewal and purgation for the death-in-life... to plant or root. In homo sapiens species what is, this much indispensible? Atavistic decline, seeps the elder race...
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