absence and plenum

by Lux Interna

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Out of print.

Recorded between January 22-29, 2002 at Watchman Studios in Lockport, NY.

All lyrics written by Joshua Levi Ian.

Released in a digipak with four page lyrics booklet on Eis und Licht, Dresden.

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released March 30, 2002

Guitar, Noises, Vocals - Joshua Levi Ian
Keyboards, Bass, Electronics - Kevin Sweet
Noises [Ambient], Vocals - Kathryn Cielewich Gentzke
Percussion, Backing Vocals - S. A. Hallinan

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Track Name: the parting song
Oh let me go, let me dream for a while

Let me rest in the angels of your smile
Oh let me go let me wander in thought
Let me rest in the grace I have sought

So hold me, statue-bare and full of grace
The ways wind, the birds call
And long-autumn grins
And on my brow
And in my heart
The night is early
And from the woods
And thinning gardens
Lies, softly whispering

A brazen face, a lean belly
A familiar to all…

Oh let me go, let me dream for a while
Let rest in the angels of your smile
Oh let me go let me wander in thought
Let me rest in the grace I have sought
Oh let me go let me drown in my dreams
Is this world as sad as it seems?
Oh let me go let me drown in my dreams
Is this life as sad as it seems?

I’ve walked in this sunlight
I’ve traveled long-night
I’ve waited for god to reveal
I’ve walked in this sunlight
I’ve traveled long-night
I’ve felt all that god does conceal
And now I must go to the darkness below
For the Pale Hand beckons to me…

Oh let me drown in my dreams…
Is this world as sad as it seems?
Track Name: flowers under glass
The killer took the hand of the small child
And pulled roses from her smile
“Is this how you keep your flowers?”
“Under glass, no beauty can endure…”

And we watched from a lonely starch white bed
And you put your hands to mine
“Can you still feel these holes?
…That my waken skin did bear”

You gave a small laugh and assured me
That you still held the nails …these nails
You gave a small laugh and assured me
That you still held these nails…these nails

And we walked through fields laden with crosses
For each brave soul there stands a cross
I am not a brave soul
But you built for me an alter anyway
With your skin of silk…

I do think of this often
Though my eyes grow dim with tears
And surely the end
However it shall be
Waits for pity…or amusement

For see my eyes this mockery
Any warmth you find in my embrace
For I am dead

And these shadows you promised
Would comfort me
Now drown me in their emptiness
Drown me in their emptiness
Track Name: st. peter's cross
We traced the steps
Into the depths
Our garden gone
Like a childhood song

Hung on the hooks
Of St. Peter’s Cross…

The morning fades
To darker shades
The path is thorns
For the earthly born

Hung on the nails
Of St. Peter’s Cross

We’ve lost our souls
As the church bell tolls
Its human nature
Against our creator
We’ve crucified
And deified
But to ourselves
We are locked outside

Hung by the ideals
Of St. Peter’s Cross

But in our hearts
The darkest parts

Can love still dwell
In this dismal hell?

The raven’s beak
It has been tied
Its tethered claws
Broke as it died
With false humility
The prophets gathered
To praise the loss and cost
Of St. Peter’s Cross
With false humility
The prophets gathered
To praise the loss and cost
Of St. Peter’s Cross

They looked away
To sheltered days
Never seeing
The praise we paid
And as vultures
Content to perch
From this lie
They wrought the church

Looking down from golden clouds
They wove beauty her burial shroud
Looking down from golden clouds
They wove beauty her final shroud

Humanity hung on St. Peter’s Cross-
Left to indulgences to compensate the l
Track Name: somewhere behind sleep
Death is a garden
Where all things grow
Life is a flower
Crushed under the snow
From starlight to blank night
From birth-rite to final night

Who is this god that’s brought before us
Before our eyes were open
Who is this reverberation
Life falling from his gaze
Our breath
Two pillars flank him
Upwards undulating
Immortality and death
Brothers of blood birth
They weave smoke
Through the garlands of his hair

Motioning to the doors
Half open but revealing naught
From fire or licking tongues of nothing
Where comes this and where goes this?
Where comes this and where goes this?

And all around I hear the heartbeats and motors
And all around I feel my fear

Tell me what alter does suffice
The laying up of books and sun-dried flowers
I bend my head but I cannot hear the name
That opened emptiness

I strain my ears
But I cannot make out the words that walk as guides in this world
In this world

And all of the verses
And all the endless reciting
All fall on one side of the curtain

And all of your praying
And all the ends in times decry
All fall to a dream
Without waking

Somewhere behind sleep
I can sense a close shadow
It is Him and it is you
It is truth and phantom

Soft feet in a garden
And a doorway creeping open

Soft feet in a garden
And there is a doorway creeping open
Track Name: hunter of echos
We are torn here
On this roadway
In this corroded year
We are born there

This falls away
Gone-bone-bare
And when you said
Life and its moments
The words spilled out
They were already dead

And so many memories
Make for so many graves
Arranging the visions
In silent communities
In sterile rooms
Or upon a frozen field
Footsteps leave no trace
Yet still the echoes bloom

Yet still
The echoes bloom

And so many memories
Make for so many graves
Arranging the visions
In silent communities
And when you said
Life and its moments
The words spilled out
They were already dead

They were already dead

And when gods die
Does all dissolve?
And when gods die
What does evolve
Track Name: when winter comes
When winter comes
And our smiles slow
And the thin limbed trees
Raped of autumn’s glow
Echo empty prayers
Through the still grey air

When winter comes
We shall not walk away
Midwinter’s fires will
Burn bright our days

When winter comes
We shall not walk away
Midwinter’s fires will
Burn bright our day

When winter comes
Will we hold sway
As the skeletal leaves
Become the prey
Each a downward spiral
Like a fallen smile

When winter comes
We shall not walk away
Midwinter’s fires will
Keep the darkness at bay
When winter comes we
Shall not walk away
Midwinter’s fires
Will burn bright our day

The shadows fall as they start to dance
To the sky’s dead rhythm they follow entranced
Our eyes grow dim as the setting sun
Upon this ground where our hearts will be
Lost or won

When winter comes we shall not walk away
Midwinter’s fires will keep the darkness at bay
When winter comes we shall not walk away
Midwinter’s fires will burn bright our days
Track Name: for an autumn girl
Leaves in your hair, and the bright morning air
It’s so…
Halo the sun, as the daybreak has come
It’s so…

This is the place
Where all that you feel…
All is for real,

All this is real…

Burn fast the shadows
Our past and its phantoms.
Your form echoes out –
A slight glimmer of blue.
And all that we’ve wanted
Waited and willed
Taken time from its haunting
Clear and distilled
About our bodies
(In colors swim…)

And this is the place
At the edge of your sleep
With hands extended
To gather, to keep.
And in the silence we fall as one,
To the sentient sky
And all has begun.
All has overcome.
“A drink to the death of endings…”

My heart and my eyes
Now become as birds
Ascending pen winged
to your sky

My heart and my eyes
No become as birds
Ascending open winged
To your sky…

And it’s all for an autumn girl
Track Name: great mother emptiness
Great Mother Emptiness
Arches and smiles
There is vacancy amidst her white teeth
There is removal in the folds of her body
The stars echo and disappear
Leaving in their wake
The signs and sigils of her name

She is not air
She is not water
She is not fire
Nor force
Nor form

She is not silence
She is not speech
She is not whispering
Nor song
Nor thought

She is not hidden
She is not revealed
She is not embraced
Nor sterile
Nor shunned

She is not wife
She is not husband
She is not child
Nor blood
Nor water

She is not birth
She is not death
She is not the giver
Nor given
Nor received

She is not amassed
She is not constricted
She is not extended
Nor withdrawn
Nor reaching

She is not spirit
She is not flesh
She is not breath
Nor seed
Nor womb

She is not pure
She is not tainted
She is not poison
Nor vitality
Nor sleep

She is virgin
She is not betrothed
She is not wanton
Nor wild
Nor chaste

She is not touch
She is not sight
She is not taste
Nor vision
Nor light

She is not day
She is not night
She is not season
Nor flame
Nor frost

She is not order
She is not chaos
She is not within
Nor without
Nor manifest

She is not dream
She is not waking
She is not awareness
Nor blindness
Nor reprieve

She is not motion
She is not repose
She is not time
Nor above
Nor below

She is not
Nor even negation
She is not
She is
she