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A Body Is A Suggestion

Melpomene (mel-pah-muh-nee)

August 8th, 2025
6 tracks
35:24
A Body Is A Suggestion
A Body Is A Suggestion
Deadname
0:00
5:33
Deadname
Melpomene
Crash landing Fallen divinity Born in a sepulchre Unwanted Identity Deviation disallowed Forced into the limited Perceptions of others Body and mind Smite the earth upon arrival Intrinsically linked, but one must die Become aware A Body Is A Suggestion
5:33
Skull Resonance
Melpomene
Living behind my eyelids Resonant putrefaction Wilting Withering Weakening I know what I have to do Swirling behind my eyelids Skull Resonance Reflect Contemplate How to consecrate I know what I have to do Rend My flesh Unveil the sun within Strip sinew Tendons Expose the sun below Skull Resonance All I hear Peel back my shell Reveal my true self
6:10
Moonglow
Melpomene
I look out to the stars, the moon The gleam of the crescent above Is my own, reflected back upon me I look down at the source Through tear-blinded apertures Crystalline glitter Funneling from rent seams I see: I am not another's perception I am powerful I am shining I am celestial I am the sun
2:51
Transcend Form
Melpomene
White light Escaping from An open mouth I am A rod of lightning Pointed at perception Autotheist Pious flame enwreathed With moulting ouroboros White light Escaping from Sutures of sinew Binding the sun within Outshine my infant skin I Will Transcend Form
8:48
Abstraction of Being
Melpomene
3:00
I Am The Future Both Feared And Hoped For
Melpomene
Unworldly smoky-quartz skin Black-opalescent hair In each strand, a galaxy Lungs of molten gold Breath of diamond dust Gaping maws, dripping gruesome opulence Devour the unwilling Those who refute splendor Clenched fist Reality seeps between fingers Kiss the lips of starless darkness Indulge in a sacred wrath I Am The star that you wish upon The void that you run from The Future Both Feared And Hoped For
9:02

A Body Is A Suggestion is a treatise on self-actualization; ensconced in ceremonial body horror, lacquered in science-fantasy; shrouded in the warped electricity of a distorted guitar, the crash & clamour of a beaten drum --of wood on bronze.

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