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The Canopic Jars Vol. 1

by The Canopic Jars

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1.
I sat watching the crumbling flakes of a fire The blackening smolder of the life I had once sired Inside me alone now diseased truth just rots No need to take it with me when I get to the gates of DUAT At last I’d found how to take a secret to your grave The man walked in on a sodden remnant of rain His thin smile in half-curl put a thread of ice in my veins Before I could speak he said, “is it presumptuous to guess You are the type of man who plays things close to the chest I know you know what it is I speak about” He’d seen through to the rash inside me Tempted my forbidden itch Desperate, I devoted my ears to catch every word “The path to sinlessness is not for those light in the guts Divine judgement passes through eyes that must be forced shut” He carried on and on as if he’d never have somewhere else to be And his syrup sweet words made a rabid disciple of me “Confide in yourself, for there’s no one else you can trust” I took up with Doctor Diamond Snuffed up the rust and the dust from the blood-slick mine She said, “I never know when you’ve gone far enough” His maxims realized in my hands How good it felt to be scratched Unseen by the concerned and condemning alike I stood and scattered the ash pile to the four winds No point in staying to consider dead dividends Back to the thrush of the great, the fine, and the fair Where I caught a feather falling as it twisted about through the air And I felt it would outweigh my heart on the scale
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Dead Girl 06:11
See the laughing girl in the black dress Malefic spirit that glides through daydreams But oh, I’m in love with that dead girl One of the hexes she cast upon me Now the stench of death lingers sweet And my time is taken up by grief Crystal blues eyes behind my reflection See her smile just like a thief That such a brief, chance collision Could bring a lifetime of perdition Tell me the words to break the spell I just wish that she’d let me be Because they say her heart is still beating Oh, I guess she’s only really dead to me Wrote a poem for the dead girl And it was laughed out of the room Tried to put to rest the memories All of the roles we had assumed Then one day I saw her bright and clear Though that she’d risen from the grave She said, “who is really haunting who here? You’ve grown too taciturn to save” And as she turned away in disgust I felt my own yellowed bones and flesh of dust Tell me the words to break the spell I just wish that she’d let me be Because there’s two hearts, once were competing Oh, now one’s dead and one’s beating free
3.
I was the wolf whose stomach was full of stones Cold sweat, the walls contracting The new species moves in, burns the lining Metabolizes blood Life into life One by one, bone by bone, the grip releases The blood I swallow sustains like the food I can’t chew And I’m growing my third set of teeth And I’m growing my third set of teeth Cutting through, they are jagged Now water bloats my pale skin and bread goes right through Learning to hunt vermin takes dedication— But it’s human blood I dream about Living under electric suns has its perks I’ve never been thinner and I still watch five hours of tv a day, hunt the nights Biding my time Biding my time… But it’s not like I’m aging as I wait for my mind to go
4.
Life comes and goes on different scales down here A spider’s like an elephant to the meager troupe of ants Now your own thoughts are irrelevant, it’s time to join in the chant Your nerves are throbbing but your mind is clear No soul in your abdomen, but conviction in your eyes Just this feeling that you have to win, watch the colony rise Cause you’re breathing Queenie’s pheromones As the whining thrill rises in tone Let it crawl, let it crawl Our swarm queen must have it all And we’re happy to serve this administration at all Let it crawl, let it skitter Turn those mandibles around, don’t be bitter And we’re happy to serve her administration… The enemy lies up ahead, you don’t ask for their name It’s something that you’ve known at heart, why they must be killed And when all their limbs are torn apart, satisfaction’s fulfilled Now the war is won and the territory’s claimed She signals for the colony to begin marching back You’re so caught up in the following, can’t sniff blood in your tracks Cause you’re breathing Queenie’s pheromones As the whining trill rises in tone Let it crawl, let it crawl Our swarm queen must have it all And we’re happy to serve this administration at all Let it crawl, let it climb A drone’s life is so sublime And we’re happy to serve her administration for life, Short sweet life! Ask specific questions, you will get vague answers In this conga line you’re just one teeny-tiny dancer But Queenie will love you forever… Let it crawl, let it crawl Our Queenie must have it all And we’re happy to serve this administration at all Let it crawl, let it skitter Turn those mandibles around, don’t be bitter And we’re happy to serve her administration…
5.
Try to put your arms around me and I will only writhe and squirm I only bury hatchets on my own specific terms Why believe there’s good in anything, like hope for humanity I can’t come down from something like intoxicating vanity Oh, I only stand to show… There’s no hope for the misanthropes Sigh, and move on to the next one, cause I am a lost cause I feel just like Diogenes, making truth from a dirty box Don’t cry I am just attempting to right some of my wrongs Tie me to that good old social rope and pull me along Oh, but everybody goes… There’s no hope for the misanthropes You think I have it so good, don’t you know? If Hell is other people, then Hell’s got to go I’m sorry I get so spiteful when I’m left all alone I was told when I was very small about the size of my brain Too shy to break out of the cranium, when you parade I’ll bring rain I don’t really hate you all, I just like to believe I’m clever Find me a spirit kindred, whose trust I can never sever Oh and everybody knows… There’s no hope for the misanthropes
6.
Tremble, tremble but don’t you scream I can promise you that it won’t invade your dreams I can take the offending feeling away You don’t know me but I want to know you Want to feel every anxiety you’ve accrued Let fear paint red streaks upon a world so gray I think you’ll find that I am kind Just let me read between your lines Won’t you tell me what is it that scares you? Is it spiders and bumps in the night? Is it smallpox or nuclear warfare? Is it a dread that you just can’t describe? I will take your fear away Rumble, rumble the storm cloud looms Shadows of bogeymen flash across your room I can take all the nightmares away with light You don’t know me but I want to know you I really can be so supportive and true Just remember to keep your eyes shut tight Won’t you tell me what is it that scares you? Is it lies from the lips of a lover? Is it psychos and stalkers and freaks? Is it your own father or mother? I will take your fear away I will take you away I will take you away I will take you away
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Meadowlark 03:32
Meadowlark, don’t be afraid of the dark Meadowlark, don’t be afraid Meadowlark, don’t be afraid of the dark Meadowlark, don’t be afraid Death is a place that arrives to us all But we’re protected in frames on the wall Garden snake, keep the good friends that you make Garden snake, keep your good friends Garden snake, keep the good friends that you make Garden snake, keep the good friends Other souls preserve all the songs that you are Pieces of you in their canopic jars Little fish, it’s time for your birthday wish Little fish, make a wish Little fish, it’s time for your birthday wish Little fish, make it a good wish Each second’s gift is a treasure or trap You don’t have to travel without a map Meadowlark Don’t be afraid.

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"My cavern is opened, the spirits fall within the darkness. The Eye of Horus makes me holy, Wepwawet has caressed me; O Imperishable Stars, hide me among you. My neck is Re, my vision is cleared, my heart in its proper place, my speech is known.
THE GOD RE SPEAKS: I am Re who himself protects himself; I do not know you, I do not look after you, your father the son of Nut lives for you.
THE DECEASED REPLIES: I am your eldest son who sees your secrets, I have appeared as King of the Gods, and I will not die again in the God's Domain."

-The Papyrus of Ani, Chapter 44

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released May 2, 2023

Recorded April 2023. Everything written, played, sung, and sampled by me.
Thanks: Petra, Luke "da bass," Jack, the Sherwood Deluxe, and everyone else whose presence, musical or physical, inspired this album.

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