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Decked with carrion garlands
And adorned with a silver crown
Awaits she, clad in nothing but the naked
sky
The embodied dance of time
Deep in the charnel grounds
Between phallic towers
Of stone and wood
Erected in fertile soil
Muddy waters on bare breasts
And skin covered in the ash of the dead
Whatever it is – Tara – you put a spell on me
Whatever it is – Tara – I put a spell on you
Intoxicate!
Fornicate!
An antinomian
Miscreant, rat-fucked pariah
In feverish anticipation
Of her who is smeared with blood
Of Tara, daughter of the third eye
Of Kali Ma!
To feast with the jackals
Is to free your heart of hate
To abuse yourself before your Gods
Is to defy shame forever
To find purity in the dirt
Is to find Tara Ma
She can't be tamed, she can't be restrained
For shakti is in her and of shakti is she
In the end, what is Tara
But a tiny dancer in my hand
For I am of her and she is in me
Words by A.
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Alchemical Symbolism
05:01
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YAM – in a crescent moon
RAM – in a blazing sky
HUNG – the urine-filled skull
OM – the feces in the East
ANG – the semen in the West
And BODHICITTA deep in the South
Opaque mist
And obscure beasts
Shrouded in the occult
But what lies beneath?
Urine, feces, semen and blood
Incense, regalia, smoke and mirrors
Pitch-black and nebulous white
Without a shade of gray
Don't you dare look behind the symbols
Don't you dare unveil the myth
Magic is not
Where wisdom ends
OM-RAM
KAM-HUNG
ANG-YAM
Magic is
Where magic ends
credits
Words by A.
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Hissizleş
Yaşamayacaksın, tekrarlayacaksın
Adetlerini besle
Kulağını ver
Çıt çıkarma
Gözlerini kapa ve iyi dinle
Az bilirim, çok konuşurum
Sana kendi göremediğimi göstereceğim
Silahsız akıldan ruhsal sefalet
Yaşlı fikirler ve bağnaz kalıplar
Hissizleş
Yaşamayacaksın, tekrarlayacaksın
Bul cahillikteki dinginliği
Silahsız akıldan ruhsal sefalet
Usulca ve nazikçe
Ruhunu kirleteceğim
Ödemek istemeyeceğin bir bedelde
Seni avutacağım
Laflarımı yut
Geviş getir
Senden geriye yalnızca
İçi boş bir kabuk kalıncaya dek
Sağırdan öğren konuşmayı
Körden dinle gördüklerini
Çok düşünmezsen
Asla canın yanmaz
Words by A., translated to Turkish by Egemen Gürgen
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4. |
Moonbeam Trails
06:17
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Those who have been, their radiance blinds
us
Through eons of mist their humming flows
on
Those we have been, their shades are
departing
The lightless abyss where our figures have
gone
O woe, the numb nothingness, a thief in the
dark
Our souls bereft by the void that stares back
Who would dare to steer such somber
domain
The raft we embarked mirrors vastness of
black
A sea of black
Rays of silence – like a master’s scourge
Inflicting still terror, to endure law eternal
Gates of time sands – ghastly worlds they
emerge
Our nature depraved, putrid entities
nocturnal
O woe!
The truth is dead, long live the truth
In this starless desert, there lies no comfort
Your desperate endeavor trails through the
lost domains
of a dead universe transgressing
dimensions beyond
And for every haven is a deathly quiet tomb.
For those dead cosmic apparitions mock us
with illusions of beacons we long for. Every
step, every bound, every leap serves us
deafening horror and pain, leaving our dead
shells behind in cruel awe and wonder
There is no comfort
Words by N.
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Rat Saliva
05:32
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Spread-eagled on opium clouds
Unhurried, serene and patient
Inconspicuous, swift and hidden in the
twilight
A philosopher of the gutter
Two eyes are sparkling through the
darkness
The king of the stool pigeons takes his
throne
Free spirits in shackled bodies
Addicted to the insane stories
Spat forth by this royal rodent
A Bengali waiting for the next wave to hit
A portrait of the young man as a train wreck
Thick walls of haze
Fluorescent and radiant in multiple shades
of folly
Feverish fantasies and tales from the
beyond
Wrapped up in rat saliva
Narkkopolis shakes as you slowly lose your
mind
Bombay – an upholstery for lost dreams
Wrapped up in rat saliva
Bombay
Rat saliva
Narkkopolis
Words by A.
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Brought up by the Moon
06:00
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You will never see
What the antinomian beheld
As she danced with the stars
On top of the world
Where the moon draws her near to her
breast
And lets her savor eternity
Where everything seems as insignificant
As your abominal wretched existence
Deny what you see
You! Deaf to what's screaming right in your
face
Keyed to memories
Incapacitated to act on your own
Brought up by the moon
Among a pack of sun-worshippers
A stargazer, disobedient to the marrow
While the sheepdogs steadily savage the
sheep
Yearning for transcendency
Burning bridges and shattering walls
A silhouette stands high before the
firmament
As the flock slowly go blind
Garlanded with lies and false promises
Seeking comfort in the iterant void
You will never see
Where she danced
With the stars
Words by A.
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Vāmācāra Germany
Members:
A. -
Guitars, Bass, Vocals
Full-time
drummer wanted!
N. -
Drums, Percussion (2015-2024)
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D.D. -
Live guitar
U.D. -
Live bass
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