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Listen Mantra Of Avalokiteshvara


Lyrics

Guilford Fall (Fugazi)

down at the station we question our rations but you seem satisfied with the little recieved fractured appetite with bismuth pink on tap ascetic limbs gone tight and your lips are clamped and grey crash your appetite erasing every mark you make standing in the corner while you're working up your mantra 'derail the train the train the train derail the train' take the time to hesitate while what's glistening on your plate goes dry and cold and not in your mouth alright you see your programmatic mind surrenders appetite and you crash yourself all over the place snake ingest 40 times their body weight but you you emaciate you crash your shit all over the place now open your mouth!

Santanic Mantra (Cradle Of Filth)

"Archangel, Dark Angel
Lend me thy light
Through Death's veil
'Til we have Heaven in sight!"

White Water Siren (The Tea Party)

imagine this, if it falls in place
and your love, under will, comes as grace
all you'll see is mystery face to face

would you tell, should you speak, could you say
that the love, that you feel's, come of age
all you see is mystery and obey

and put your arms around her waist
remember all forgotten days
the seduction song - this white water siren song

circles me, circles you, circles all
and enchants, and delights, and enthralls
all we see is mystery, all in all

everyone's a star that shines
all we see in life are signs

should i tell, could i speak, could i say
that my love, under will's, glimpsed its grace
all i see is mystery, and i obey

Mind Games (John Lennon)

Mind Games
John Lennon

We're playing those mind games together
Pushing the barriers planting seeds
Playing the mind guerrilla
Chanting the Mantra peace on earth
We all been playing those mind games forever
some kinda druid dudes lifting the veil
Doing the mind guerrilla
Some call it magic the search for the grail

Love is the answer and you know that for sure
Love is a flower you got to let it, you got to let it grow

So keep on playing those mind games together
Faith in the future outta the now
You just can't beat on those mind guerrillas
Absolute elsewhere in the stones of your mind
Yeah we're playing those mind games forever
Projecting our images in space and in time

Yes is the answer and you know and you know that for sure
Yes is surrender you got to let it, you got to let it go

So keep on playing those mind games together
Doing the ritual dance in the sun
Millions of mind guerrillas
Putting their soul power to the Karmic wheel
Keep on playing those mind games forever
Raising the spirit of peace and love

(I want you to make love, not war,
I know you've heard it before)

Angels (The Tea Party)

another holiday from the vampires
and all the sycophants caught on the highwire
so **y, **y babe you know i need some
to pass the time away to get relief from
all this life thats filled with wanton tragedy

just like a runaway with no escape zone
you'd think i'd find a way you'd think i'd fake one
but all my life's been filled with wanton tragedy

where's my angels i'm a ** soul
where's my angels i'm a ** soul

so just for heaven's sake i'll try to face this
it's just a chance you take to get a last kiss
so **y, **y babe you know i need some
to pass the time away to get relief from
all this life that's filled with wanton tragedy

where's my angels i'm a ** soul
where's my angels i'm a ** soul
now don't you hide from me
don't you hide from me
don't you hide from me

all my life's been filled with wanton tragedies

where's my angels i'm a ** soul
where's my angels i'm a ** soul
now don't you hide from me
don't you hide from me
don't you hide from me
don't you hide from me
please don't

MayDay (Flobots)

MAYDAY!!!!
born in the flood
bloody fingerpaint sets
blackmarketed fresh
water canons forget me not
epitaph airbrush with death
white t's
wife beaters
button up
reattach flesh

in between the lines
outside of the law
underneath the veil
we dig our foundations
we navigate the globe
trying to find a pattern to break the mold
with a family to feed
theres nowhere we wont go
but what if were caught
they say Im a snitch
shot at the check point
found with his throat slit
theres spray paint on the teleprompter
anchorman screams that hes seen a monster
mayday
theres bloodstains on his shirt
mayday
they say that hes gone berserk


sometimes
when I wanna shut out this world
wanna rip up this page
wanna pour out this heart
wanna get up on this stage
and my lips become percussion
and my fists become the rage
and I pound on this table
til it gives me something to say
then I think about things that Ive seen
right in front of me
that I dont wanna believe
gimme one of these mikes
lemme letem know
the way that it is is not how its gonna be
not if we dont letem get ahead of us
the present tensions no threat
its just a fence across the path
that were already ready to walk
rock solid footsteps
letem put up obstacles
and prove that it isnt possible
** that
we dont giveem any weight
true liberty and freedoms at stake
peace will never become pass
live my life until my last day

it was half-past eight in the bat cave
when the cracks in the plaster collapsed
and gave way to gaps in the pavement
mayday mayday
put it on blast
for the passengers and messengers
cause this is a disaster
where the ** are the rescue workers
not far
off pissing on a cop car
in the hall with a poptart
sipping liquor in the rockbar
everyone climb to the frontline
lunchtimes cancelled
all hands on deck to pull survivors from the landfill
onlookers passers-by shake off that rubble
brush off your shoulders
break free from your standstill


signs of a better world
causes we understand
failures we expected to occur
and bring redemption for our sins
safety from the crowds
in the shadows on the run
we write our own cider house
rules to keep alive
rituals that prove their worth
search for systems we can trust
rhythms we can lock into


this is madness salvage teams
can't bandage
hope when its damaged
or broken compassion
not enough rope in the van when
world is collapsing
our mode of action
broadcast through the glass
its all we can manage
donate with the plastic
scraps from the salad
hoping to balance
emotions invalidated
and staged on 4:3 aspects
just ballast for sadness
lives shattered are standard
fare for cameras and channels
stare no abracabras

no faster answers
or mantras for disasters
remastered and plastered
got it all backwards
do you know the faction your backing
its another man down
another mother gone
child drowned
another silenced song
solitude
another kind of strong
I miss you
another strung along
missing in action
another page is blackend burned
turned to ashes to ashes
dust off the flags and the caskets
we will never find another you
despite the life of love we knew
these lightning times are trouble who
cant count the strikes that punished through
the bonds we thought would never break
and never will and never fade and never change
but there is the rage
of losing you to their mistakes


in between the lines
signs of a the next movement
refuge from the crowd
outside of the law
causes we understand
hands that trace
instructions for descendants in the
shadows on the run
underneath the veil
failures we expected to
occur and bring redemption for our sins
in between the lines

End Of All Days (Vanden Plas)

When a life falls into dust and the paradise is lost
There is something to remind us in our head
There is something to remember - helping us to understand

And the price we have to pay for a life we fade away
These are the words I hear somebody say
Is there anybody else - can find the end of days
Is there anybody else
IS THERE ANYBODY ELSE - CAN FIND THE END OF
THE END OF ALL DAYS - THE END OF ALL DAYS
IS THERE ANYBODY ELSE

On some ordinary day in the end of 1963
While a distant tune of spring lies in the air
We are waiting for the fall of lives an years

And the price we have to pay - for a life we fade away
These are the words I hear somebody say
Is there anybody else - can find the end of days
Is there anybody else
Is there anybody else - can find the end of days

Martha's vineyard near the bay, here we found another trace
Nothings plannes but just a curse or a spell on mothers earh
This line is defeated before we release it
When we see the command forces die
AND THE ECHO OF THE LAUGHTER
IS NOT SO FAR AWAY TO IGNORE THE CRIES
On this ordinary day
JFK has gone
And witnessed by a hundered million eyes
Who saw him fall - asking why
Hsi mantra was a paragram of KEN I DIE

AND THE PRICE WE HAVE TO PAY - FOR A LIFE FADING AWAY
Is there anybody else - can find the end of days
Is there anybody else
WE ARE THE REASON FOR - WE ARE THE FALLEN CHILDREN
The end of all days

Coded Language (Saul Williams)

Whereas, breakbeats have been the missing link connecting the
diasporic
community to its drum woven past
Whereas the quantised drum has allowed the whirling
mathematicians to
calculate the ever changing distance between rock and stardom.
Whereas the velocity of the spinning vinyl, cross-faded, spun
backwards, and
re-released at the same given moment of recorded history , yet
at a
different moment in time's continuum has allowed history to
catch up with
the present.

We do hereby declare reality unkempt by the changing standards
of dialogue.
Statements, such as, 'keep it real', especially when punctuating
or
anticipating modes of ultra-violence inflicted psychologically
or physically
or depicting an unchanging rule of events will hence forth be
seen as
retro-active and not representative of the individually
determined is.

Furthermore, as determined by the collective consciousness of
this state of
being and the lessened distance between thought patterns and
their secular
manifestations, the role of men as listening receptacles is to
be increased
by a number no less than 70 percent of the current enlisted as
vocal
aggressors.

Motherf**kers better realize, now is the time to self-actualize
We have found evidence that hip hops standard 85 rpm when
increased by a
number as least half the rate of it's standard or decreased at ?
of it's
speed may be a determining factor in heightening consciousness.

Studies show that when a given norm is changed in the face of
the
unchanging, the remaining contradictions will parallel the
truth.

Equate rhyme with reason, Sun with season

Our cyclical relationship to phenomenon has encouraged scholars
to erase the
centers of periods, thus symbolizing the non-linear character of
cause and
effect
Reject mediocrity!

Your current frequencies of understanding outweigh that which as
been given
for you to understand.
The current standard is the equivalent of an adolescent
restricted to the
diet of an infant.
The rapidly changing body would acquire dysfunctional and
deformative
symptoms and could not properly mature on a diet of apple sauce
and crushed
pears
Light years are interchangeable with years of living in
darkness.
The role of darkness is not to be seen as, or equated with,
Ignorance, but

with the unknown, and the mysteries of the unseen.

Thus, in the name of:
ROBESON, GOD'S SON, HURSTON, AHKENATON, HATHSHEPUT, BLACKFOOT,
HELEN,
LENNON, KHALO, KALI, THE THREE MARIAS, TARA, LILITHE, LOURDE,
WHITMAN,
BALDWIN, GINSBERG, KAUFMAN, LUMUMBA, GHANDI, GIBRAN, SHABAZZ,
SIDDHARTHA,
MEDUSA, GUEVARA, GUARDSIEFF, RAND, WRIGHT, BANNEKER, TUBMAN,
HAMER, HOLIDAY,
DAVIS, COLTRANE, MORRISON, JOPLIN, DUBOIS, CLARKE, SHAKESPEARE,
RACHMNINOV,
ELLINGTON, CARTER,**E, HATHOWAY, HENDRIX, KUTL, DICKERSON,
RIPPERTON,
MARY, ISIS, THERESA, PLATH, RUMI, FELLINI, MICHAUX, NOSTRADAMUS,
NEFERTITI,
LA ROCK, SHIVA, GANESHA, YEMAJA, OSHUN, OBATALA, OGUN, KENNEDY,
KING, FOUR
LITTLE GIRLS, HIROSHIMA, NAGASAKI, KELLER, BIKO, PERONE, MARLEY,
COSBY,
SHAKUR, THOSE STILL AFLAMED, AND THE COUNTLESS UNNAMED

We claim the present as the pre-sent, as the hereafter.
We are unraveling our navels so that we may ingest the sun.
We are not afraid of the darkness, we trust that the moon shall
guide us.
We are determining the future at this very moment.
We now know that the heart is the philosophers' stone
Our music is our alchemy
We stand as the manifested equivalent of 3 buckets of water and
a hand full
of minerals, thus realizing that those very buckets turned
upside down
supply the percussion factor of forever.
If you must count to keep the beat then count.
Find you mantra and awaken your subconscious.
Curve you circles counterclockwise
Use your cipher to decipher, Coded Language, man made laws.
Climb waterfalls and trees, commune with nature, snakes and
bees.
Let your children name themselves and claim themselves as the
new day for
today we are determined to be the channelers of these changing
frequencies
into songs, paintings, writings, dance, drama, photography,
carpentry,
crafts, love, and love.
We enlist every instrument: Acoustic, electronic.
Every so-called race, gender, and **ual preference.
Every per-son as beings of sound to acknowledge their
responsibility to
uplift the consciousness of the entire f**king World.
Any utterance will be un-aimed, will be disclaimed - two rappers
slain
Any utterance will be un-aimed, will be disclaimed - two rappers
slain

Better To Reing In Hell (Cradle Of Filth)

Heart in hand passed clasp of pain
In dark lowland that set bad blood in veins
Burning, like penal fires roused to strain
The jagged-toothed skyline braced with crosses

The golden dawn
Lay lost to mist where
Emboldened thorns
Made their bed with toppled stones

He closed his eyes
Sunken to dream there
Of crow-black skies
And a great white empty throne
Horror stalked the bilious fogs
That balked his visions

He licked the spittle from the cheeks of the wry
And drifted back to when his stung it’s target
The sneer of michael on a glorious high
Of angel dust and virtue by his side

Drowning in the past
That downfall seemed like yesterday
Though blurred moons passed
As enemies in high places laughed

Moved to mirrors cracked with heavy lines
He rose snowblind, through shifting sands of time
Erased the trace and taste of bitter wines
The grapes of wrath grew fat on the vine

She came to him
A little whip of tantrums
Thrashed on velvet skins
That lines her wishbone henge

Her name was sin
A warming spurt of mantras
Splashed on occult tongues
That whispered sweet revenge

For the shame of their crawl from grace
Cold and hollow as the grave

And for a **and ruinous scourge
Spared for souls that shared god’s worship
For now their throats coated notes with dirge
That poured from parapets to the pits below

Drowning in the past
A wretched scream like yesterday
Died at last
With the rising of the revenant dark

All sharpened claws and blunt discharge

"i shall bow no more to the dogs of the lord
Tearing at my carcass heart
I shall fall to my knees only at the keyholes
Of virtue slipping into bondage masks...
Freewill made me better to reign in hell"

And with new wings
Unfurled and spoken
He took to things
That would desecrate the world

The seduction of both woman and man
For a bastard masterplan

Drowning out the past
Fool fates unwound cruel yesterdays
Beneath the stars
That staggered from the blast

Chant For EZXHATON 2000 (Behemoth)

Fly, fly high my Black Eagle
Let golden thread bind our eyes
May our minds and hearts blood unite
On your wings carry me over the abyss
Beyond The Reason and across the burning seas
Then, with your claw tear the earth to the halves
And usher me into the secrets of her bowels
Down to the light of the beginning and the end which shimmers
Circle! Round and round my Black Eagle
Let our senses be touched by ultimate pleasure
May the passion of hunting become all - devouring
Slash! Slash with your beak
Remove all gods from my way, and thoughts, and sorrows
And let me trespass the barriers of fear
Scream! Let the whole cosmos tremble
May echoes become my the sweetest mantra
Spirit of Freedom! Eternal Wanderer! Joyfull Solitude!
Higher and higher towards the stars of Awareness
Let worlds of imagination and fact become one
I'm you and you are me


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Lyrics: Namo Ratna Trayaya, Namo Arya Jnana Sagara, Vairochana, Byuhara Jara Tathagataya, Arahate, Samyaksam Buddhaya, Namo Sarwa Tathagate ...




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