maudlin of the Well - Catharsis of Sea-Sleep and Dreaming Shrines

Описание: Sixth track from motW's album My Fruit Psychobells... A Seed Combustible.

" In my dreams I see no nearer god. the waves that move, they pierce my drifting soul. With want I reach in vain to grasp the sun as off it falls beneath the dancing fields and paints fore'er this spout-girt majesty! O, slimy things" I yearn to hear you sing from depths as deep, as stars doth shine from realms. Oh light above: I wish to hear thee sing! O, ammonite with aeon closed eye: Speak to me in water-tongue and grant to me the eyesight you once saw the sea-gods with! My voyage as above, so below. Upon a dreaming ship I sail, upon my life I conjure they whom no dry eyes have seen since sleep hath stolen over forms and sunken temples built by gods themselves! Alone I embark for cities immersed! In depths of thought and caverns full of dreams! What corals dress this city fallen? What the magick language lost one thousand leagues? Nightmare, come and speak to me from beneath the waves that rock young ships to slumber sweet. Gods, caress me with thy chthonic hands. Steep my mind with the beauty of a vision-world. And bury me in temples where my soul can e'er explore these realms of madness submerged!