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Languid Motion

by Swan Messiah

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Envy The Sloth It's the object of your envy It's the apple of your lazy third eye While the moss grows on your spirit Celebrity becomes your new religion but why? As the leading hand folds over Your body fails to rise from the couch Vanquished zealots switch the light off From the shallow view maintained in your house You envy the sloth It's not a creature of the cloth It's a fiend It sees inside you at first Before it finds its mind inside you You're cursed with its greed You envy the sloth At one mile per hour Its movement mirrors that of slobs like yourself When the judgement comes upon you The sentence given will reflect your poor health in your life A pale throated death squad Will be sent to punish idleness soon But before you meet your maker The sloth will claw and feed on flesh from your bone While its eyes look down upon you Your death is slow while terror flavours your meat As your offal feeds the monster Your life of apathy and greed is complete
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Been wasting there too long with nature aside Where bridges meet swampland and oil meets ocean Where violence the night on depression will ride And loneliness feeds on the fuel of slow motion From far come the dead men with small pockets and brains Bringing with them diseases of half witted angels And gloom filters down through the gutters and drains Lending texture to folklore and fear to old fables As birds drown in liquid that's thicker than blood And waves tell of nothing but darkness and danger The gray mountain rises from famine and flood The elixir of greed to the life of a stanger The westerly teases with dust but it's cursed It brings nothing but grief to the heart of a loner As night falls upon this great city of thirst I retreat to the world of my dark mountain coma
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Not good or bad but wretched types Fall beyond the sun They're caught by midnight zephyrs Where the wild zealots run Marched up to the watchtowers They can't mistake the view Of children dressed in scarlet And their killers dressed in blue While edging through the granite sea The wizard's monsoon swells Distinguishing the virgin's sin And feeding dried up wells The blazes in the distant mountains Fuel the wings of hawks Painted by the phantom's hand While arsonists they walk Curious endeavors of the Temple Junky's ride Impaled on the sun dial While dragonflies collide Getting here from nowhere but Delivered from the sky Returning may not be the end My requiem is nigh Have you fallen from the moon Or from the monkey's eye?
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released October 10, 2010

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Swan Messiah Melbourne, Australia

Swan Messiah emerged from the elysian depths of Port Philip Bay in the winter of 2010.
Wielding antipodean styled doom and dystopian drones, taking respectful cues from its misanthropic metal ancestry and dark folk traditions, Swan Messiah spent the ensuing winters conjuring its layered sound to wash upon the shore on which it currently rests. ... more

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