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Bhūmi (Earth)
05:36
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This location is sacred. You’ve no reason to be here. Historical blood bled. You’ve no reason to be here. You bring sickness to spread. You’ve no reason to be here. Listen to what forefathers have said. You’ve no reason to be here… careful where you tread. Live in fear. The ancient’s blood runs red. Always, ghosts are near. You’ve been misled. Throughout the years. Our ancient blood runs red, you should fear… it runs red. Leave no trace, if you visit this holy place. Honor the elders as tears fall from their face. Oh, no… this isn’t new to you. Oh, no… this isn’t new to you. You’ve done this before. It’s not new, not new to you. Listen to those that reside below. Listen to those that reside below. Listen to those that reside below. Listen to those that reside below. This location, it is sacred. Leave here. Historical blood bled. Leave here. You bring sickness to spread. Leave here. Listen to what the forefathers have said. Listen, listen, listen, listen, then leave. Hear them, hear them, hear them, hear them, they grieve. Buried! To the earth, we are married. Leave no trace, if you visit this holy place. And do honor to the elders… as tears, they fall from their face. Your business here is a fucking disgrace. Leave us as you found us. Leave it, as you see it. Leave us as you found us. Leave it, as you see it. Leave us! Leave it! Leave us! Leave it! Leave us! Leave it! Leave us! Leave it! Leave us!
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Agní (Fire)
05:55
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I am fire… come down from the mountain, down from the hills, the situation now dire. Scramble to engage the plans that you made. But, time… it’s now down to the wire. You’ve worked so hard, it may seem, but not prepared for me… I now come as fire. You need help, and no matter who you hire, these flames of mine, they’re growing higher. I’ve made plans you ‘ll see transpire, your end is my desire, yeah. This heat that you’ll meet comes with hatred complete with revenge, so sweet. And now, there’s no, there’s no retreat. It comes down to the wire. From a distance, I assume you’ve watched me plume… smoke is rising. And now there’s no room, to escape your doom… smoke is rising. Your watchtower is advising… they say, “The smoke is rising!” Oh, yeah. This heat that you’ll meet comes with hatred so complete with revenge, so sweet. I am fire, and there’s no retreat. Oh, from a distance, I can assume you’ve watched me bloom… smoke is rising. And now there is no room, to escape your doom… your doom, smoke is rising.
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Vāyu (Air)
06:06
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In the distance, comes a cloud. There’s no resistance to its shroud. What began as a dust bowl has become a black hole. As it rolls… it devours souls… oh yeah. You can’t outrun what nature has begun. This turbulence under the sun, it can’t be undone… and so, here it comes. Here it comes. Have you considered the outcome? Yeah, you couldn’t… you couldn’t. Damn, this wasn’t part of your plan. It all happened so fast, temperatures dropped and the wind picked up as a blast. Dust, swirling around as you rust. This must bring you down man, in yourself, you can no longer trust. In yourself, you can no longer trust. And, you thought you were “the man”. Hot damn, I guess you did the best you can. This wasn’t part of your legacy, your plan. And now, you’re finding it hard to stand. Oh, yeah. Your dreams, slipping through your hands. Oh yeah. Your crown, broken now, when you hit the ground. Can you pick yourself up somehow? Oh, dust, swirling around as you rust. This must bring you down, in self doubt, you’ll drown… bring you down, in self doubt, you’ll drown. Here comes the cloud. Here comes the cloud. Here comes the cloud.
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Āpas (Water)
03:49
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Controlling the rolling, patrolling sea boiling, ever toiling… oh, turmoil. Turmoil! As the waves build off of your coast, I’m strengthening, an unholy ghost. I’m there, almost. Known to most, I am the sea. Changing my mind, my direction, that is me. Known to most, I am the sea. Changing my mind, my direction, that is me. I’m rolling in. I’m rolling in. Let the crashing of waves begin. Towering walls, power as I crawl, sea foam so tall, answering the call. From the horizon, where the sun sets, I have been rising without regrets. Towering walls, as I crawl. Sea foam so tall, answering the call. Sea foam so tall, answering the call. I’m making landfall!
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Ākāśa (Aether)
05:13
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Align. Align. With a fog in my mind, occurring most of the time. With every climb ‘round the sun, a chime. I and I seek a shrine as the stars align. Will it all align? Will I see the sign? Will it all align? Will it all align this time? Will it all align? Is the future to be mine? Now, I am struggling to bend space and time, to fold it into these hands of mine. Around the sun, I climb… in hopes of finding a shrine, a shrine. Cannot combine a dateline with my bloodline. Cannot define the stars at night and how they shine, how they shine in the Divine. Align...
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The Lumbar Endeavor
Heavy sonic and visual offerings by musician/vocalist Aaron D.C. Edge (of Process Black, Hellvetika, Bible Black Tyrant, Ramprasad) and soundscape/field recorder + illustrator André Trindade (CVSPE).
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