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Let the Earth be Silent After Ye

by SEEDS IN BARREN FIELDS

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1.
Far from the transcendent above From almighty Father and the Logos thereof Far from the purest thought and idea Removed from the concept of divinity… Are the things that we see Are you and me And what we perceive… Is all we believe, what we can touch, what we can feel The blood that we bleed The lives that we lead Mundane in the eyes of the noble breed The joys of our bodies The ways of our lusts Will remain in this world as your fortunes rust With the things that we see Like you and me And what we perceive… Is all we believe, what we can touch, what we can feel Paper is just paper and paper will burn What paper conserves is quickly unlearned Wood is just wood and wood will ignite What wood has sheltered it can set alight Paper is paper and paper will burn Like the wisdoms we unlearned Wood is wood and wood will ignite The fire spread among bench rows set alight Burn, the benches, the cross the book Nature reclaiming what they took BURN They stole the knowledge They forged their own God They wrote it all down, abstracting deities from their objects Corrupting the wisdom Became their own Gods They wrote it all down, his-story rewritten They stole the knowledge And thus they forgot The divinity that resides in the human breast Amongst what we see In you and me And what we perceive Is all we believe, what we can touch, what we can feel The things that we see / We are deprived We are deranged We are the have-nots you and me / We have been robbed of the world inside our mind From what we perceive / We are enslaved we are tied up into their slipknots But all we believe is what we can see, what we can touch and what we can feel As the flames lick the ceiling Of their holiest inner rooms The shadows are licked by the flames revealing My smile and laughter as vengeance looms BURN! Burn to the ground! BURN! Let it burn down! BURN! the benches BURN! the book BURN! the cross And reclaim what they took BURN!
2.
"I have chosen you, my home" by Ali Fouda إني اخترُتك يا وطني حُبّا وطواعية إني اخترتك يا وطني سِراً وعلانية إني اخترتك يا وطني فليتنكّر لي زمني ما دُمْتَ ستذكُرن يا وطني الرائع يا وطني دائمُ الخضرة يا قلبي وإن بان بعَيْنَيَّ الأسى دائمُ الثورةِ يا قلبي وإن صارت صباحاتي مَسا جئتُ في زمن الجزْرِ جئت في عز التعب رشاش عنف وغضب
3.
Sunrise / Gods eyes Stray from the cruelest sights With walls / with lies Trying to keep out the cries Sterilized / Euthanized In the name of Jehovah or Christ Across this land so desired Military checkpoints Gun turrets and barbed wire Worlds of desolation about and within In the wake of Deir Yassin Colonization, of the soil and of the heart The sons of Abraham - tear each other apart Amongst the olive branches whisper the dead Blood mixed with soil, hills turning red Colonization! Shoulder the heirloom of murder and sin Internalize Deir Yassin As the land weeps for its children led astray… By a culture specialized to bring despair Cast lead, teargas projectiles fill the air The cold of the war machine, as cold as the wind of the west Cold minds, not any warmth left - inside their chest Colonization! Shoulder the heirloom of murder and sin Internalize Deir Yassin Generations of refugees Hurt pride and indignity Driven into the ground Rubber bullets and live rounds Discarded shells pave way to Gehenna Holy words blind the eyes of the sinner The land weeps for its children led astray They lost their way, we lost our way I hear the voice of madness Passed down the generations Insane and tortured victims Will bring us to the end There'll no peace in this land There'll be no peace in this world We let fear and greed rule They get what we deserve Ideas of ownership will Possess the scared and dispossessed Neurotic paranoia Will pass on like a pest Divide and conquer Pillage and rule Amerigo Vespuci to Menachem Begin Wounded Knee to Deir Yassin From Dachau to Shatila A web of pain Screams that will echo Again and again Against corrupted aggressors Behind guns and lies With barriers of concrete and steel In their vain attempt to keep out the cries Of the effectively euthanized In the name of Jehovah or Christ Across the land so desired Military checkpoints Gun turrets and barbed wire Desolation – about and within In the wake of Deir Yassin Shoulder their heirloom of murder and sin Internalize Deir Yassin The land weeps for its children led astray Stumbling through deserts and to deaf ears they pray Faced by silence they kneel Bow down to praise cold steel Generations of refugees Hurt pride and indignity Driven into the ground Rubber bullets and live rounds Discarded shells pave way to Gehenna Holy words blind the eyes of the sinner The land weeps for its children led astray They lost their way, we lost our way There'll no peace in this land There'll be no peace in this world We let fear and greed rule They get what we deserve There'll be no peace in this land There'll be no peace in this world We internalized vice and sin We internalized Deir Yassin
4.
Communion 05:30
Naked beneath the stars As reminders of what we are Elements coursing through us In the rhythms all self is lost To find ourselves To find one another And we will not give in Not our hair not our skin We will pay our respects To the animals within We stay true to our souls And the meat on our bones We will live in this cage But remember our homes Let me hold you Let me have you Let us die and be reborn as one I'll let you hold me Let you have me And we will die and be reborn at once Communion of flesh in movement Ecstasy in the rhythms Dancing naked beneath the stars Chanting the eternal hymns Naked beneath the stars As reminders of what we are Elements coursing through us In the rhythms all self is lost To find ourselves...
5.
I wear the mask like second skin - a barrier raised within To protect myself, and to keep myself in I drag soot and air into my lounges - contaminated songs Strangers speaking stranger tongues Can we go on with suspicious minds When fears of others leaves us blind? Insignificant others, no next of kin I wear the mask like second skin No place to rest, no food to eat - in this garden of concrete Just bitter drops at the demons teat Intoxication as escape - from pointlessness and self-hate Threats of violence, threats of rape The drums still beat inside our hearts And where I end, another being starts Isolation, a lonely hell The beast inside scared of itself Between the walls of glass and steel Concrete above and beneath our heel Inside our chest our hearts still long The united rhythm and hypnotic song The breaths in sync, the flesh that merged Hundreds of generations converged Lonely and sterile, inside we scream Lonely in crowds, we deny the dream I wear the mask like second skin - a barrier raised within Insignificant others, no next of kin Rising shares, severed bonds No one cares, no response But drums still beat inside our hearts And where I end, another being starts Isolation, a lonely hell The beast inside, scared of itself In this sea of flesh, all alone Faces blank and eyes of stone Between us all, the distance grow What lies inside we'll never show The forgotten rhythm echoes strong Pulsing, beating in the throng (Strangers speaking stranger tongues Sing contaminated songs) Our dreams won’t see the light of day Evade your eyes and look away
6.
Overshadowed by surmounting fears My hopes evade me Above my head the monuments Built to thieves They try to bandage the severed head They try to salvage the fucking dead So deceived and distraught All their efforts amount to naught But weeds! A speck of dust in an endless sea But dirt! A mistake and nothing worth Insane! Unable to live up to what we called humane The sick! We carried the seed of our destruction within Destroyer of worlds, what have we become? Khali let the final days come! Avert our eyes from what we've done A hive collapsing We carve our names into the ground One final vanity We race head first to the end of the world And plead of forgiveness from encircling birds To earth we'll return Everything known to man will burn But weeds! A speck of dust in an endless sea But dirt! A mistake and nothing worth Insane! Unable to live up to what we called humane The sick! We carried the seed of destruction within Destroyer of worlds, what have we become? Khali let the final days come! Empty seas, eroded land Polluted air in the trail of man A world of deserts, engulfed in sand Inherit wastelands in the trail of man An epitaph whispered in the trees Let the earth be silent after ye But still the scar will remain And the extinct won't come again So fall! Beneath the monuments to thieves grown tall So crawl! Beneath the scavengers surrounding all So fall! Among the bones of those who never tried at all So crawl! Beneath the masters whip and swear yourself innocent to all In the twilight of civilization I see Khali dancing, with her bloodstained arms stretched to the scavengers above. Careless the animals gather around the funeral pyre of humanity, the lost ones, those who strayed from the way of things and became the gods of chaos and deceit. Crumbling, their fossilized hives now lay silent in the aftermath. The forgiveness of the oblivion that only can be found in the coming and going of countless ages will clear the names of the guilty just as the rain and the wind wears down the names they carved in the granite and marble. Let the epitaph be written on the bark of the trees and heard in the song of the birds. Let it read “Here lies humanity, the vane and the forgotten”. May the earth remain silent after ye.
7.
Anthropocene The power and the glory Days of heaven, euphoria And then... All must come to an end
8.
Through ages A web of life, mutually spun A complex of diamonds reflecting diamonds All things as one His-stories pages unfolded themselves, The marriage of spirit and hand - and their bastard son Damage is done All innocence gone Anthropocene, Almighty abomination Despotic, destructive Weakened - alone A monument of evolutions splendor Rendered - unfit for life In a screaming gap between Matter and mind Mankind - a prisoner Fettered in stone As nature´s cast outs Cursed to know A suffering beyond mere hunger and strife Through ages Chthonic truths Shrouded in clarity, progress, prosperity Consciousness bloomed Courageous you built Babel´s tower At the glorious zenith of power - the final hour Now fall towards Impending doom Impending doom – the lack of nourishment, the minerals needed, to grow These antlers – dragging us down We bore them with pride – Heads to the ground The awesome weight of the mind – the crown Of creation die – crushing heads through the ground Extinction A liar’s creed Social contracts, moral codes, Laws and prohibitions, altered core conditions All broken off horns Keeping us in fever and pain, As crippled creatures, disfigured features In fear and thus feared And put to scorn Adapted to betrayal, Holding on to A faltering hope of Self mutilation Shunning our inherent grandness, Pathetically lurking in ruins, Like rats Like gods Fit to know the secrets of universe Yet helplessly Stuck in flesh In desperation, in separation In escape of purpose and The tragic paradox Perishment The sacred will of blood A fiery hell underneath Our dangling minds The mind conceiving the dread of being Stare in our eyes Constantly in cosmic panic The questions arise: To reproduce the sickness Or for the love of life Dehumanize Dehumanize – the inevitable inability to uphold, this weight, the height, the size… of These antlers – dragging us down We bore them with pride – Heads to the ground The awesome weight of the mind – the crown of creation die – crushing heads through the ground These dead, barren and dry Megaloceros Humanitas grazing grounds Extinction Suppress, divert, and yearn for that you´ll never be Sense that of which we will never speak Depressed you seek values Seek shelter, and cling to believe In myths to glorify the weak Dream of the light that you will never see And blessed by a last messiah nailed to the last tree For civilized barbarity knows no turning of cheeks Humanity remain a pitiful unworthy obscurity The fucking mess of Humanity Know yourselves We pray thee Be infertile – and let the Earth be silent after ye
9.
Entropy 03:10

credits

released July 19, 2015

Seeds in Barren Fields: Jens: vocals,
David: bass, Kalle: guitars, vocals,
Svante: guitars, vocals, Niclas: drums
Mixed and mastered by Jonsson at Dark Prod.
Drums recorded atTop Floor Studio by
Jakob Herrman, Everything else at Margit
& Åkes, Stora Teatern and Annorlunda
by David and at Svempas by Svante.
Piano on Days of Heaven by Aino Jauhiainen,
Viola d´amore on إني اخترُتك يا وطني
and The epitaph... by Thea Åslund,
Accordion on Entropy by Svempa,
Back up vocals on Communion and
Echoes of... by Anna Andersson
The poem إني اخترُتك يا وطني
(I have chosen you, my home)
was written by the Palestinian
poet Yusuf Ali Fouda and
read by Amir Salah
Mandolin on إني اخترُتك يا وطني
by Kalle, Chord Zither
on Entropy, synthesizers, samples
sequencers and noise by Svante,
Cover drawing by Luka Zerdav
Layout by Xthe Beauty of LifeX

Gratitudes towards:
Jonsson: Dark Prod, Jakob
Herrman: Top Floor Studio,
Thea Åslund, Aino Jauhiainen,
Anna Andersson, Svempa, Amir
Salah, Luka Zerdav, Andreas F,
Elliot Berlin, Daniel, Rickard &
Linda med familj, Stora Teatern,
Macula, Marnost/Gattaca/Remek,
Austin: Panopticon, Crust or Die,
Gustav Olai, Jessica & Maria:
Neighbours photo and art

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