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You Don't Belong Here
03:34
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Their eyes bulging and strabismic. The left fixed on heaven. The right fixed on hell. In unison, their pink ribbon scars danced as they swallowed through broken necks. Heads cocked like curious birds, they whispered, "Leave this place".
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Never Buried
03:35
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I sat gut shot, slumped over under the only tree for miles. It held me and kept me from dying on my back. Black filth seeps through fingers where blood and life had poured from me. I stared to the west. Dead mothers make the sun set. I can hear their chains in the wind. Captive and forced to watch us suffer.
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Carrion Totem
05:47
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In the desert, harpies bark the loudest when there is blood on the sand. The red rocks will blacken in the sun. Get out, carrion totem. Four hawks circle. A man wretches like a blind and burning rattle snake. The red rocks will blacken in the sun. Get out, carrion totem. Get out.
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I will cut you down and watch you twitch like a dreaming dog. A horse with a broken leg. Panic in your rolling eyes and terrible screams. A crow with a broken wing stirring the dust. In crippled circles you dance for death. The birds will take your eyes first. With a broken spine you writhe and shake like moss in a river strobed by lightning. The birds will take your eyes first.
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Cihuateteo
01:35
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The Black Horse
04:40
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On this dry earth you'll make red mud. I will bury you in it face down so you never take your eyes off of hell. I put you on the black horse. Don't you dare ask God for mercy I've kept her in the salts of Bonneville. You cut her down but she will never rot.
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Gather
03:34
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Leather Worker
01:45
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The canyon floor... A dried up river bed. The sound of a carrion bird scraping and pecking at a skull echoing off the walls. Mechanical. Omnipresent. In sickening rhythms, meticulous as a leather worker. It ate and danced forever.
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Judgment
02:34
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His wild eyes wet with the sting of the cold. The dead on the ground steaming before him. Some statued in forgiveness like a congregation of praying penitents. He wished she would eat even their bones as they lie blind and dying in the snow.
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Bird Eater Salt Lake City, Utah
Bird Eater is centered around the western desert we grew up in. Utah has been our home since early childhood and it's full of beauty and legend. Some of massacre, some folklore, and others, ghost stories. The desert is a brutal and unforgiving place... And we draw our inspiration from that and from those who have walked it before us. ... more
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