oiOio - We Are the Fruits On the Branches Of the World Tree

Описание: oiOio (2026)
"We are the fruits on the branches of the world Tree"

We are the fruit, on the world-tree hung.
Our flesh holds nectar and a venom tongue.
The trunk of stars, roots in Nature's womb.
Two saps contend: for Light, and for the gloom.

O Tree! O Tree of Life! Unseal your vein!
Let me drink deep of your fiery rain!
I am your blighted, your bitter fruit,
Choosing what essence will form my root.
Cast in the war of the twofold reign,
I'll be your branch. Make me grow again!

My birth is feral, a tart and violent force.
A raging sap courses its frozen course.
The merchants' winds promise a purchased peace,
Trading love's surrogate, a false release.
I've seen the ripe ones fall, their souls like wax.
The North's dark mirror grew from twisted acts.
But in the deepest crack where barks are torn,
A dream of light was kept, and not outworn.

O Tree! O Tree of Life! Unseal your vein!
Let me drink deep of your fiery rain!
I am your blighted fruit,
Choosing what essence will form my root!

A novel branch! A green and tender shoot!
A voice that strikes like an alarm, acute!
«It's here! Don't seek from thieves and hollow doors!
Taste from the root itself! Break through the sores!»
Those who thirsted came, stripping their chains.
Their mouths were scalded by the living strains.
While those whose pockets chimed with the deceit,
Stood frozen at the gate, denied the heat.

The choice — my crucifix.
And my ascension.

Now comes the final fire. Nature in throes.
All that's within to the outside flows.
Each quality seeks its eternal home,
Parting forever blessing from the gloam.
My raging flame now meets your piercing light.
I burn my casing in this furnace bright.
No more a fruit. I am a spark in choir,
Ready to sing my note in flight, higher.

O Tree! O Tree of Life! I drink from your vein!
I am your hard-won, blazing gain!
I was the blighted fruit,
Became the branch in your pursuit!

BEHOLD THE CHOICE! ETERNAL RENDING!
BURN TO BECOME! BURN, NEVER ENDING!

O Tree! O Tree of Life! Unseal your vein!
We are your hard-won, final gain!
From tartest sap to sweetest fire,
Through poison, storm, and liar's pyre!
Each one who chose now finds their tone,
Their voice in choir, their rightful throne!
We are your crown! We are your singing!
Tree of Life, forever springing!

El Arm (2025)