My Phantom Limb (demo)

I see your face in the mirror

My secret brother, now uncovered

While dissolving into me

I'm breathing into you

Now I'm in you, now I'm injured

Now I'm healing, now I'm clean

Your voice sings inside my mind

Your tongue tastes points in time

Are we sleeping?

Are we drifting?

Are we rising?

Are we shifting?

We're threading tiny lights across the dome of the sky

We ride a single, endlessly unfurling line

I can feel you, I can heal you

I can taste you, I won't lose you...

Your love is deep in my bones

Now they're breaking

Now they're shattered

Do their fragments on the floor

Spell out our future, waiting to be told?

With rough hands and tender breast

White hair and tattooed vest

Now you're reaching, ever seeking

Ever watching your mind unwind

You hide beneath my bed

You sing inside my head

Are we sleeping?

Are we dreaming?

Are we drifting?

Are we leaving?

Hold my hand, be still now

If there's cancer in your blood

It works its way through me too

We're all the same, uncontained

Boiling flesh, unspoken names

Dissolving, contorting

Reforming, distorting

I see your voice in my mind and I am singing

It works its way through my veins

And my hands reach up to the sky

And they're burning as they're circling

I'm your vessel, I am creaming

I'm the avatar of your semen and I'm screaming

Each one of us is fueled with love

With your love to nourish

As you extinguish, I flourish

I'm inside your particles, your cells, and your molecules:

Each one of them is individually screaming

Poor little ones and zeroes:

They're screaming too

Our consciousness is true: it is physical

It is real. It is divisible, and consumed

Through you I can fly

I can fly, I can finally, finally fly

I disappearing mind

True seeker, hold my hand

There is no sky, there is no land

There is no woman, there is no man

Each pain, each love, each regret is sacred

The wounded child is sacred

The murdering man is sacred

The imbecile is sacred

My spit in the dust is sacred

Your lover's sentient hand is sacred

Fucking is sacred

Music is sacred

To give up is sacred

Silence is sacred

Mindlessness is sacred

Sacred, sacred, sacred, sacred

Everything is sacred

Nothing's wasted in our secret

Labyrinthine intestines of time

Through you I create myself

You are my one annihilating thought

Clenched in your fist

I happily cease to exist

Because you destroy me

You are sacred

Every thought is a capsule bursting

Spilling its seeds in space

Each one is sacred

Each one is infinite

Each one dissolves

Dissolving is sacred

Erasing is sacred

I see your voice in my mind and I am singing

I taste your voice on my tongue and I'm flying

You animate my hands and I'm reaching

I see your voice with my eyes, right here

Right now in front of me, misting the air

And I'm flying, and I'm rising

I am flying, I am flying, finally flying

Oh we're flying, finally flying

Yes we're rising, endlessly rising

Oh we're flying, finally flying

And we're riding

Yes we're riding a white lion

And he's flaming, yes he's flaming

And we're flaming

And we're flying, yes we're flying

And we're rising, yes we're rising

And we're riding through the sky