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I Have No Mouth, and I Must Breed

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i) a Round Unwound

Scorched by summer's salient flame, my brethren and I awaken
First the shell, and then the host; instinct to devour consumes all
On willow, linden, and birch; elderbery, elm, and maple
Every cell, a famine grows, manifesting my conatus
One part one, voracious swarm; crawling now while time crawls with me

ii)World Eater

I expand to fit this skin
Gorge myself to fill one more
Each new skin a bolder colour brings
Territory becomes more precious with each change
Our enemies graze on our numbers
The elements prey on our size
The swarm depletes with the foliage
Edacious glutton I survive
Dissociation with each feast grows until
having reached expansion's limit
There am I alone

iii) Enter the Pupae

A season dormant
Encased to escape Winter's bite
Flesh gives way to new flesh
Time stands frozen

iv) ...and there a Great Change occured

(Solo: JS)

v) A Moth is Born

I emerge from my carnal forge
Lux facta est!
And so I am reborn
Purpose function form
All I've known has changed
Perspective dawns anew

I'm granted wings!
So is time
So is time

vi) a Hunger of a Different Sort

(Solo: KS)

vii) Fly by Night

viii) A Romantic Duet

Senses quicken to the pace of the wind-born pheremone
Track it seven miles to its female form
To a current of air I entrust my scent
In the moss I lay awaiting my destiny

One night and one day do I stay when I find her
Propagating proof of me
By moonlight I glimpse his fine wing
With no mouth but the one whence my legacy shall come
I accept him

On the wing with the dawn for the lure feminin
Just a fortnight to spread my seed where I may
Need unquenched he flies with the sun
I am left there to lay my eggs where I may

ix) Ertrinken, versinken; unbewußt, höchste Lust!

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from Molt, released January 12, 2013
Additional vocals by Bruno Maniaci and Christmas Woods

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