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Oh God!
The sound they must have heard in the distance:
A wilderness of sound and movement repeating itself across
The narrows of mountainsides, the cries of creatures crashing
Against cold rock, human voices heralding the hillside.
Their bellows bounding ripe with resonance
From here unimportant call received the all important answer.
Oh goddess who bore us what we must have done to have buried
Your daughters and prayed for a son.
The wind and the rain spoke a language of wonder
To a species rising thickly to a dialogue with thunder
In the empty place between better and worse
Language unravels and irony hurts.
In the common place between hunger and thirst
The words that define us a blessing and curse
The words that confine the ideas traversed the ear
To hear the song without verse, the sound of the sound of the sound
Utter first, the burst into nothing so sudden and soft.
The silence inside you when the music has stopped.
The sound they must have heard in the distance:
A wilderness of sound and movement repeating itself across
The narrows of mountainsides, the cries of creatures crashing
Against cold rock, human voices heralding the hillside.
Their bellows bounding ripe with resonance
From here unimportant call received the all important answer.
Oh goddess who bore us what we must have done to have buried
Your daughters and prayed for a son.
The wind and the rain spoke a language of wonder
To a species rising thickly to a dialogue with thunder
In the empty place between better and worse
Language unravels and irony hurts.
In the common place between hunger and thirst
The words that define us a blessing and curse
The words that confine the ideas traversed the ear
To hear the song without verse, the sound of the sound of the sound
Utter first, the burst into nothing so sudden and soft.
The silence inside you when the music has stopped.
Lyrics submitted by gorgonseye
Track duration: 03:15
"Goddess Gagged" as written by Tim Millar Arif Mirabdolbaghi
Lyrics © COINFISH PUBLISHING
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Words are just words, utterly failing to communicate our emotions, whereas music does. The first few lines refer to themselves, or music in general "What they must have heard". They didn't hear words or poetry, the heard music "a wilderness of sound and movement repeating itself across the narrows of mountainsides, the cries of creatures crashing against cold rock, human voices heralding the hillside, their bellows bounding ripe with resonance" i might think that means percussion (creatures crashing), the echoing of the sole music (repeating itself) singing (the human voices heralding the hillside). Unfortunately, i haven't gotten into the goddess part, i know that it may be what they were saying? maybe they were the creators of music, and their lyric was about their goddess giving birth to a daughter, but because of society's sexism, or simply society's conclusion that "god" is male, not female. Maybe this goes even further than biblical times, but that wouldn't make any sense seeing as the album is divided into past, present and future. Maybe this means that we are restarting the whole process, that we will communicate by music instead of words, that we will start a new religion upon a goddess instead of a god? I know there is mention of flidias earlier in the album, but does flidias also control the wind and the rain and the thunder? the wind and rain and thunder make music, which is possibly where man got it from, and stole it. It was a blessing and curse since it does so much, but is taking away our language?
thanks for listening to me rant
"The words that confine the ideas traversed the ear to hear the song without verse." 'Verse' in this case means 'words, lyrics', not the part of the song between the chorus. Beyond the jumble of words that make up lyrics, all you hear is the sound of pure music and human voice.
Oh god!
The sounds they must have heard in the distance
A wilderness of sound and movement repeating itself across the narrows of the mountainside.
The cries of creatures crashing,
COLD ROCK!
The human voices, heralding the hillside.
THEIR BELLOWS BOUNDING,
Ripe with resonance.
From here unimportant call
Received the all important answer.
'Oh, goddess who bore us what we must have done.'
GODDESS WHO BORE US WHAT WE MUST HAVE DONE
BURY YOUR DAUGHTER AND PRAY FOR A SON!
The wiiiind and the raaaain, OH!
GODDESS WHO BORE US WHAT WE MUST HAVE DONE
(Spoke a language of wonderrr.)
BURY YOUR DAUGHTER AND PRAY FOR A SON!
To species rising thickly to a dialogue with thunder.
(In the empty place between better and worse)
In the empty place between better and worse
In a language of wonder, It already hurts!
Define us as a blessing and a curse.
The words that confine the ideas traversed the ear to hear the song without verse,
The sound of the sound of the sound utter first,
The burst into nothing so sudden and soft.
The silence inside you
When the music has stopped.
The silence inside you
When the music has stopped.
When the music has stopped!!
lol, they dont even know the lyrics to their own songs
that's except if rody improvises some lyrics or rearranges them