The Remnant Mass

by Cetus

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LIMITED EDITION CD DIGIPAK also available for purchase through Dullest Records: dullestrecords.bandcamp.com/album/the-remnant-mass

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released June 30, 2015

All music written and performed by Cetus

Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Matt Buckley: www.bowlingottersound.com

Artwork by Erich Kriebel: erichkriebel@gmail.com

www.cetus.cc
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2015 Dullest Records -- dullestrecords.bandcamp.com

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Track Name: War Elephant
war elephant
pink elephant

an elephant walks into a bar
and lays waste to the patrons within

bad, cruel elephant

the infantry drank their fill of wine and ale
then came the battalion, marched in trunk to tail
and all who bled and the dead attend
Hans and Abel’s Wartime Circus

lumbering fortress
ivory spears
suplexing snout
and armor plated dumbo ears

charge, crush, stampede
serve your lords
your lords’ greed
the command from the heavens
charge and then awake and suffer it
delirium tremens

war elephant
pink elephant
bad elephant
war elephant’s wont
Track Name: Jackal in Stasis
in stasis the ground below him erodes away
in stasis the other jackals turn to gray

the pack is gravity, they once stood watch
but fickle gravity, in time, depart to seek new mass

in stasis steady and brilliant like a star
in stasis the jackal watches from afar

stasis — a crime — snake in the grass
the pack is hunter
it destroys to remains
the pack is hunger
stay alive — survive
no crime — just feed to live
stasis is dying — there is no give

tastes them slay gazelle using his own teeth
slaughtered at the well — a scene devoid of grief

now outside the pack
now without the pack it’s growing wiser
now without the pack it’s losing teeth
now outside the pack time erodes away

watch - time erodes away

in stasis he still feeds upon the land
in stasis he still feels grief
Track Name: Excelsior!
an endless plain, but a rise to the north where the earth catches clouds
he crosses the plain into the wood onto the rock covered slope
an endless plain made of rock that rises up into the clouds

he resists gravity
he resists the hoarder of mass — the darkness of past

the plain slowly fractures and falls and swallows his past
the cracks start behind him as he sets foot to stone
on olympus mons’ flank he sees endless stone

he is called to the peak and into the shroud
he is called to the peak and the captive cloud

for the stone beneath his feet — the gray
or the ash, the sand, the earth does sway
he won’t look down — he knows it’s giving way

now there’s no other place to ascend

he could fall with the mass
he could learn of the past

he’s called up to the peak
and on into the shroud
and the captive cloud
Track Name: Old Head
man-sized cat nursing milk at the bar
purrs to himself with his ears down flat
large black eyes see through your scars

old heads bowed down over beers and rye
tears well in smokey eyes

take a stool in the back, near the cat by the wall
your fathers name spoken by the man tending bar
as he takes coin from the cat’s weathered paw

just water, not milk
i’d like to rest, reflect, revive
remember things lost for a while

“this milk expired way back in june
makes for a drink that tastes vile”
whispered in my ear
“my watch is in the shadows”

that sour breath
those watery eyes
he bears his teeth and says

“My watch is in the shadows
the voids within the walls and
in the minds of strangers and
in the minds of passers-by — we share eyes
the voids within the walls — the shadows
in the minds of passers-by — we share eyes”

this old head just went on and on...
Track Name: Iron Pangolin
Pan said he has never seen the sky
and I insist he must have

“it is blocked by the mass
a great iron beast slowly lying down to rest”

he’d shake his head
clench his fists
fall and scream
“It’s the end! It has come! It’s the end!”

such a frail and wounded friend
I regret slowly backing away

so many lumbering tons attempts to block the sun
I soon forget his warning and then the shadow comes

it’s lain down to rest
how can we find it
it has lain down at last
if we try we can find it

we managed to find our way onto its back
seize the reins of the greatest beast of burden
steer its cast iron framed and plated mass
so many lumbering tons in acceleration
straight into the earth’s gullet
a burning molten stomach

steer its cast iron framed and plated mass to its molton end
steer its cast iron framed and plated mass down below its shadow

the iron age of iron men
birth and death of iron pangolin
Track Name: Dead End Reckoning
lost at sea he clings to the mast
his fix his failures amassed
dead end reckoning
recall everything

the last was that reef
that had come from beneath
he lost this sinking ship
he feels condemned to grief
his last breath
life to death
recalls everything

in the dark of night he lacks the foresight
his faults and failures all he sees

one last look back with the light of dawn
finds the sight he lacked
he sees land, not the course he’d drawn

he let go of the mast
swam to the shore
hopeful and free at long last
to reach for more
beyond the sea
he let go of the mast
to reach the shore
he let go of the mast
to reach for more
beyond the sea
Track Name: Black Sheep
shepherd minding his flock by the sound
blind — forced to see with his weathered hands
and always at heel is a black sheep
who grazes, but never too far
who stays close to keep warm as the man sleeps
the sheep rests, but awake with the stars
the shepherd rests with his faith in the black sheep

ever alert of a wolf on the land
the sheep rests but awake with the stars
all sight needs light

the only eyes of this sightless shepherd
the only friend of this lonesome shepherd

a starless night without the black sheep’s sight
when the wolves tore his flock to red
all that he knew were the wolves well fed
anger and vengeance the black sheep receives
although undeserved

with loyalty the black sheep accepts it
humility for love of this old man
with loyalty the black sheep accepts it
submissiveness until the end
Track Name: Undead Cat
dark — it spreads throughout the sky
dark — the lack of being seen
dark — the lack of being known

they are strands that go unseen
shaping all that we see
only noticed by the pull
of their mass, of their massive grasp
they are weak but they are vast
they are strands that go unseen
shaping all that we see

they are strands that go unseen
as they run inside me
as they mold reality
as they motivate my eyes to see

this is Schrödinger's cat
but I see an undead cat
is this a quantum riddle
or a sentient hand
sage undead cat
left to patrol my strand

it’s deaf
it’s blind
it’s mute
unknown

dark — it spreads throughout the sky
dark — the lack of being seen
dark — the lack of being known

I made it up… undead cat?
Track Name: At World's End
I had traveled alone to the end of the world
with the roar of the river and the still of the air
as the last of the leaves left the trees without care
I set to trail all set to fail to find the end
I sought whitewater heard it call around the bend
I made camp and set fire
at world's end I retire

I wake as costumed children carry off my tent
a bear head’s shadow fills my eyes
my life's been lent