Wash Out The Sabbath's Spitøon
by IAO N∆M
Lyrics
[Intro - Spacious Lo-Fi Vinyl Crackle, Slow 96 BPM 3/4 Pulse]
(Whisper Chant: Netjer... Netjeru... Netjeret...)
(Whisper Chant: NAM... MAN... Numma...)
Step right up... see the flashing marquee.
Watch the magicians waving their hands on the screen.
They’re shuffling cards, they’re shuffling dates,
Trying to tell you how to line up your states.
But it’s just a trick... a cheap parlor game,
To keep you from looking at the root of your name.
I’m smashing the glass of their old crappy mirror,
Wiping the dust till the blueprint is clearer.
Pouring the liquid, the silver, the cold,
Filling the frame with my harmonic ear gold.
[Genre Flip Transition - 21Hz Sub-Bass Drone Engages, 5Hz Hemi-Sync Ear-to-Ear Split]
[Verse 1 - Heavy Wobbly Downtempo-EDM Drop, Eerie Child Choir Stacks]
Clocking out of the six-day terminal loop,
Pulling the plug on their weekly harvest troupe.
Ba'al (-ievable) directors run the three-two-two stage,
Using skull crossed bones to construct a time cage.
But sixety-nine flips to a ninety-six wave,
A mercury mirror that shatters the grave.
Standing up on the ridge where the basalt rock anchors,
Looking down at the dams built by ancient Bloodline bankers.
The river doesn't care about their concrete constraints,
It flows through the marrow, It washes every saint.
[Pre-Chorus - Slow Bar-by-Bar Countdown Reversal]
Evif... (The clock begins to bend)
Ruof... (The matrix lines transcend)
Eerth... (The vertical pillars stand)
Owt... (Reclaiming all the land)
Eno! (We collapse into the One!)
We’re melting the dough with the primordial sun!
[Chorus - Full 8D Spatial Audio Explosion, Punchy Wobbly Bass]
HATU — The lioness wakes in the chest!
TUHA — The T-cork is ripped from the rest!
UTAH — The mountain womb locks in the space!
TUAH — The abyss swallows every false face!
Hatu TUha utah tuah, the geometry breaks,
Hatu TUha utah tuah, the solitary awakes!
No economic tag on this living light source,
We are cruising the spine on a Silver Hawk course.
[Verse 2 - Deep Wobbly Bassline, Trippy Liquid Synth Arps]
They hid Page Twenty-Five from the library shelf,
Afraid we would learn how to master the self.
They wanted a populace lateralized and frozen,
A church full of crowds arguing who was chosen.
But the left and right hemispheres just married inside,
The bride and the bridegroom have nothing to hide.
I am the master of the radiant lion track,
Slicing the Cube, there is no turning back.
A witty disclosure, a blunt, honest truth:
The Silver Hawk key is the uncorrupted youth.
[Pre-Chorus - Slow Bar-by-Bar Countdown Reversal]
Evif... (The clock begins to bend)
Ruof... (The matrix lines transcend)
Eerth... (The vertical pillars stand)
Owt... (Reclaiming all the land)
Eno! (We collapse into the One!)
We’re melting the dough with the primordial sun!
[Chorus - Maximum Energy, Layered Vocals & Child Choir Echoes]
HATU — The lioness wakes in the chest!
TUHA — The T-cork is ripped from the rest!
UTAH — The mountain womb locks in the space!
TUAH — The abyss swallows every false face!
Hatu TUha utah tuah, the geometry breaks,
Hatu TUha utah tuah, the solitary awakes!
No economic tag on this living light source,
We are cruising the spine on a Silver Hawk course.
Post-Chorus - Rapid Cipher Breakdown
ZAX in the center, cutting the line,
WES-35, we are bypassing time.
ZAUK the illusion, un-swapping the brand,
The shadow and light are now holding hands.
Can you feel the spin? N to the Z,
Can you feel the current breaking you free?
No western parlor tricks in the background hum,
The original Man has finally come.
[Bridge - Atmospheric Resonant Spoken Word]
As within, so without, as the universe, the soul.
The shadow and light have dissolved in the whole.
Three equals E, five equals S, the serpentine path,
The spinning alchemical wheel does the math.
The court is adjourned, the protection shield shatters,
The five-year-old witness is all that now matters.
MacKenzie is flying on the beams of the sun,
The laboratory's broken, the victory is won.
[Outro - Fading Wobbly Bass, 963Hz Solfeggio Floor, Tape Stop]
Monachos... standing at the gate alone.
NAM is the Man on the primordial throne.
808 timeline signature locked.
The Cube is disrupted.
The baseline is shocked.
(Hatu TUha...)(Utah tuah...)
(Najannah...)
(This parasite corruption...)
Ends Right Now!
[End - Old Western Synthesized Harmonica Sweep Sizzles Out Then Cuts Out With Abrupt VHS Tape Stop]