Accumulus

by Against Nature

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released October 7, 2008

John Brenner sings and plays guitars and keyboards
Bert Hall Jr plays bass
Steve Branagan plays drums

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Heavy and Classic Rock from Baltimore, MD since 1986

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Track Name: Normal Nihilists
Horatio, we are going!
How dreary to be someone.
A city built of bones, the tower,
a river of great depth, to winter.

Normal nihilists, that withered narcissus
wandering the road of wrong intentions.
Progress like fire, cleave cleverness into
morsels for rabid lap dogs.

I went down to Piraeus,

our ancient dull distress,
too much time spent dying,
all the altars in ruins.

Did Africanus want anything of me?
Pylades declared himself.
Progress like fire, cleave cleverness into
morsels for rabid lap dogs.
Track Name: Lunatic of One Idea
Groping sightless in the gloom.
Every word flutters the fool.
Seek gold dig up earth.
In darkness find a dwelling place,
delight in the mire.

Who knows of the lion leaving Hades?
I tore out the roof for kindling.

Seeking without meekness.
Will any dare to harm Caesar?
To tread dreary paths?
His bones shattered, a broken plate.
Fine words are fruitless,
a useless bit of hate.

Throw in this hollow a tangible loss.
Naked in the forest, singing my songs.

What plant is not wilting? What life could last?
Great the drought, everything passes.
Time means nothing but a crumpled page.
I want to suffer till only truth remains.
Track Name: The Lesser Unconformity
It's easy to be brilliant
when you don't believe in anything.
The ideal of Complete Accord--what noble philosophy!

It stinks of excuses,
Saturday night Orpheus
to some strange contented fools, the marble calmness of a Christ.
Track Name: All in Motion
Long is the night for the sleepless.
Long is the road for the weary.
Long is samsara for the foolish.
What is this laughter,
what is this delight,
forever burning as you are?
Track Name: Melopoeia
Clear and warm, Susanna lay
in the dew of old devotions.
The face of the world now is changed,
a constant sacrament of praise.

Music, with soft voices dying,
vibrates in the memory.
Why has the world grown so old?
In this room, desiring you,
your elusive drowsy eyes.
The sun is falling into the sea,
in the coal blue winter water,
a flickering lamp, a phantom dream.
Track Name: Hamartia
A fletcher crafts an arrow,
my inheritance of storms.
The voice within, the human heart:
A hungry gorge.
I must own with shame the vulture and the chain,
the rock, the seas to cover our dark spirits.

Look up from you navel,
that mirror reflecting mirrors.
The way up, the way down:
all the same.
Seeds waiting for rain, nothing untouched remains,
a barren tree made leafless.
Track Name: A Certain Doubleness
We were apart day by day, down and away.
Through the clouds in the east,
like a star falling into most crowded streets.
Straight through them, on the broadway,
our days are in the yellow leaf.
The transformations of fire, the bow and the lyre.
This contrast a hidden harmony.
Two wild swans take the path of the sun;
since you weren't there go from me.

A star at dawn, a bubble in a stream
(asking you would break everything),
neither ask for consent to do what is wrong.
Laurels leaving fossils on Fell St.
My eyes fixed on the stones of under me you so quite new.
The short distance between us three feet of concrete.
You went away that summer, planting broken oars,
high above the linden trees, between the clashing rocks.
And I'm running out in the snow trying to sweat you away.
In the vale of soul-making wishing is not enough.
You know I am just a flash of lightning in a cloud.
We're never at the same point, and I don't know why.
Track Name: Happenstance
My all-out abandon, the light stumbling.
My fate is this way. I guard against everything.
All wound up like a spring with gold filigrees,
it escapes by other vents, a sudden missed heartbeat.

The background of a midnight conversation.
Little to me and you, small worried indignation.
Remaining only mouths like Braille to the sighted,
our words can't rest on them, the burden never lightened.
Track Name: Rasp
Tracing your topography,
Greenland looms large in its lie,
confessing a distinction
only Mongols would deny.

Your blood runs cold in my ears,
your hands chase new memories,
your name, a rasp of old fears,
avoids the danger of wings.