Red Mother, Blue Sun (feat. Eli Slamang)

Lyrics: Morgan Eck/Russell Eck Music: Jared Klein/Russell Eck Eyes open to blackness Thorns tear at the skin until it's raw and dripping with gore and anguish A sun burns far off in the distance Pinprick of light guiding like moth to a flame, but it flickers and taunts all It taunts us all Such immeasurable distance, you succumb to the weight of effort required to even turn your eyes northward to it Feet slipping on broken earth, you find footing among the serrated landscape of somewhere you are unwelcome Unwanted… Condemnatory eyes emerge in the darkness around you Stony ridges become teeth eager to swallow you whole You take a step not knowing what is to come Winds carry judgments that cut straight through like knives You aren't strong enough, you aren't good enough You are without a boulder to roll, but the climb seems endless still You take a step forward Voices echo in the chamber of your madness Misguiding under the guise of deliverance The false pretenses are apparent only in its repetition There is no salvation for the innocent among the malevolent Wolf baring fangs as empty promises, unrequited devotion in maternal absence You are alone in this and always have been Ensnared in hopes ripped to shreds by claws that clutch unearned holiness Ribboned pages of your life's story, a narrative for the rejected collective False idols witness hypocrisy in the flesh, eyes blind to atrocities Mouths gagged by rewritten history, ears deafened to the cries of forgotten children But you seek comfort, not smoke and mirrors Prayers die on lips and turn inward like adrenaline surging and you move again You move again and again with adrenaline surging through these powdered bones of aspiration Shed the skin of yesterday, soiled by the torment you never asked for but were given Sun's rays reach out like fingers beckoning, promises of a warmth unfamiliar A cure for metastasis in your continuation A slog, a strain, a burden, the baggage you hold that you clasp and grasp is unrelenting You're up against mountains you cannot move but elevation is rising Clouds move as ghosts far above, but with each step you feel lighter, they get closer inside Waltz of quintessence