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Choir:
Here is a palace standing proud atop the sand
Maybe we’re real or maybe you’re just going mad
You cannot tell so now become one of the lost
Welcome to your very own mirage

We have such wonders we are sure to blow your brains
Some really love it but a few might go insane
It will be worth it so become one of the lost
Welcome to your very own mirage




Kurt:
Corridors and endless halls and things that move inside the walls
And memories of foreign lands that once were home from which you ran
Figures dart beyond your eye you once had lived upon a time
And everything is always real except for you the time you steal

Marjolein:
And spinning round I'm floating on
Down through hallways and beyond
Ah, all your mind a woven montage

And circling round the floor beneath
Fractal ballrooms at my feet
Ah, dancing in a woven mirage



Kurt: Hey
Alex: Hey
Kurt: Who are you?
Alex: My name’s Alex, bro. I live here
Kurt: This place is wild
Alex: Yeah, you know you can stay. You don't ever have to leave
Kurt: Um… I don't know that’s kind of creepy, man
Alex: It’s all good, my dude. Explore the depths all you want
Kurt: I gotta take care of my friend
Alex: I had a friend once… I wonder what happened to her

Kurt:
Things you lost inside your mind that once were real upon a time
Memories from lives long past, things that spells at one time cast
What had once might just have been, paths you never thought to spin
Corridors that twist and wind in dreams you lost inside your mind

Marjolein:
And spinning round I'm floating on
Down through hallways and beyond
Ah, all your mind a woven montage

And circling round the floor beneath
Fractal ballrooms at my feet
Ah, dancing in a woven mirage



Raven:
Alright, here we go…

The vortex in the center dear, the people round it dance
They slip into the vortex and their flesh turns back to sand
The vortex in the center dear, the people dance around
Just rest for a moment dear, lay your spirit down

Lay Down

Marjolein:
Huh, What?
Wait...hold on, I… I can’t think
Wha... wait? I... what?
What the hell is going on?

I need a moment, this formless crevice
If I could just recall who I am or was
It’d be so easy, oh god I want to
Just close my eyes and let my spirit go

I need a moment, I know that I was someone
If only I could get my grip and my fingernails don't crack and break
I don't think I want to drown, I'm flailing splashing losing ground
Just give me silence, I won’t go I won’t lay down

Ahhhh ah ahhh ahhhhhahhahhhhhhh

Raven: Yes! Yes! Break free! Yes!

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from The Posthuman War Act 2: Caravan, released March 8, 2022

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Paul Shapera Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

Cama’s attempt to commune with higher beings failed; she only found Decadent Dottie. Together they roamed, indulging in dangerous forms of psycho-neural self-exploration which Cama hoped would present the key to her people’s further evolution. It only led to her destroying her people so that one of their pets could evolve. She sat in her former civilization's rubble and listened to Paul Shapera. ... more

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