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The Dark Roads

by Miasm

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1.
Ship Of Theseus I drank the void of the self I fed my soul to its fire Off the shore of ashes To sail with ghosts I didn’t recognize My reflection In their eyes Just a figure formed from clouds of ash Slowly fading In the night, far away In the forest dark The senses awaken I hear the whisper of A cold wind And the falling leaves Crackling like existence Rebirth in neurogenesis Spreading like fractals Written in the ice In the boreal Splitting symmetry In four dimensions Fighting against The deliquesce of self Into the encircling Ocean black I gaze into the black All alone A faceless beast Slowly silhouetting Unconscious Its awakening eyes like torches Gazing back Into me
2.
Face On The Water There is no poetry without madness The gods speech filters through its muse Translated reflection perception of beauty infused A shapeless form lies in wait Like a cold light in the gaze of my memory Boreholing the skulls to free our devils inside them Cleansing the mirrors of black bile stains And the sea of our darkness keeps fading, invading On a fugue shore her uncurled fingers draw me in.. Warm waves washing over my hand Luring me into melancholia A mass dream within sanitys’ asylum chimeras in a watery grave Dusk cloud storms, crashing waves split immolation Fleeting like a rain drop in torrential Emerging Sinking hysteria just ripples on the sea
3.
Golgotha’s Dream I must drink this poison For my Father In the garden Where gnarled trees Pierce a blood red sky A taste like betrayal That burns like fire Its prey Shedding fumes Of odious gloom Getting closer shapes gather before my eyes Adjusting to the night Then vanish behind The holiest veil Torn away with nails Empathy sewn On apathetic face Names are carved Into empty space With bloody knives Carried tonight On the road of dissonance Entwined with a Serpents vengence Leading me to the forbidden tree From chaos to kingdom From division to destruction Good and evil expand Collapse into the son of man Alone in that dark hour The Cosmos seethes The Father sleeps Casting us into the deep
4.
Elysium 06:39
Elysium Ineffable realms Shot serene into a stream of words Or a stream of blood And carried away With euphoric decay Beyond the gates of horn and ivory Flowing reflections of fields of green Ghostly fumes whisper soft Mysteries That every open eye betrays But those God-mad souls Drunk on spirits of divine Absorption And beatific visions Their heaven frozen Like those tired songs of angels Locked in endless praise In the garden of death Those images bloom With unbalanced rapture And from unbearable sorrow Harvested As sorrow feeds on itself with Allostatic overload Doomed to worship death For it’s greatness devours Everything Absorb instead eternal rest Like the glow against Late autumn sky Burning in it’s golden glory Ascending cinders To Elysium Unknown
5.
The Ninth 06:36
The Ninth did the earth crack it made no sound but with every step i fall deeper my skin is wearing down scraping against the ground i was looking for something i thought it was you i saw you in a dream defying the unsleeping i gave in and got lost when i looked back there was no one. just a dim fading light and the shaking never stops in this labyrinth darkly lush an aberration in that place between sleep and wake Imprints dwelling in neuro degenerations raving narrations of hidden wanderers abandoning all hope.. i’ll just close my eyes and dream again
6.
Origin Of Nothing God never made a tiny wing in his eternal life and I can’t see its beauty through his light. While sentience burns on the eve of chrysalis, a thousand years is like a single day. It’s nothing to the eons the wing of a butterfly flutters on with its whisper in the air, a providence (triggering obscure influence on an unfocused image) that resembles infinite complexity. Transferring energy through matter; the many faces of “God”. Heaven and Hell were born of nature in this netherworld we create with our eyes closed From the origin of nothing - before darkness, before everything. But I can’t define “nothing” so it defines me.
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Cradle Void 05:21
Cradle Void In this broken pool of glass, each piece reflecting different parts of your face. I’m bewitched into the forest I wander far away Curled fingers embrace the edges lacerate into my bloody hands Pain triggers a memory sculpture in dust Just before its devil stole it away the end of the world hovers in space Frozen like a picture trapped in the void Between forgotten futures and history destroyed a dream in the nightmare Caught inside a paradox Having to surrender to treason the death of reason Real life liquifies into a mad dance with phantoms crossed Mirrored infinite Regress Of inner observers
8.
Multiverse 05:58
The Multiverse Listen to the voices in the river flowing back into the chaos of the ocean sinking deeper shores of ether Getting darker as her blue eye view dies like a rose in the winter, false elixirs dissolve slowly in the ground Make it last the things that pass through time decay is all around I talked to saviors, White ghosts Calling in vain through The colors of twilight Ceaselessly pleading I’m screaming now “Don’t walk away!” As my conscious fades Burning down forests I run to the ocean Where my eyes bleed discretely Dreaming Another day gone. A wordless place Assembling By moonlight When I wake All I see is the Spirals in the depths of empty space whose cold hands cradle consciousness (afraid) The multiverse bubbles burst And ebbing shores disappear forever
9.
Eternal Return On the crossroads winter swans Her shade beguiles the coming dawn With sovereign whispers That silence rivers Frozen like her icy crown Enthroned in clouds White trancing gown A blankets lure of warm deception The sickle moon Marooned Glares from the stygian night’s Accumulating blight So volatile I scarce remember Like spilt ink on burning paper A great flood of ocean sky embers Spun on itself and within me Cradled in this unthinking deep Where fish have eyes but do not see Swimming through the ages In the black seas of the sages The centuries vanish as the pages turn The world moves on seasons return A crucifixion Cast its broken memories Angrily upon me With effigies of wicker flames And ragged wood in splinter-red pores A body lay before its bloodthirsty soul Crystallized symmetry of her eyes That shatters The white falling sky Against a canvas erased Away

about

Miasm is the latest project from musician and sound sculpture artist Jeremiah Savage. It is a journey in dreams extracted from the void. Lusty connections in the miasm of thought, shaped by Philosophy, Art, Literature, Science, Myths, Emotions, Madness and the many facets of life experience exploited in tandem through progressing music structures that evolve with ideas. Structures that are familiar like a broken memory or a remembered dream but progress like poetic cadences. The Dark Roads is a world inside, created with eyes closed.

We plunge in all directions, knowing no up or down. Spiraling through the infinite.. arranging chaos in structured bounds. Even the largest suns explode and die, the mightiest galaxies are ripped apart in the dark sky. What sacred games do we invent to wash away this blood? Close your eyes and listen..

Reviews:

“Eerie and atmospheric album with schizophrenic guitar melodies haunting vocals and dark shimmering sounds.”

-- hangthepope.com

"Sometimes, music manages to go beyond being just sounds. It paints a picture in the listener’s mind, connecting them to the artist and sharing with them all of the emotions and energy that it was written to convey. It’s not often that an artist can manage such a feat, and normally, it takes a full album to get the entire experience. But The Dark Roads, a work in progress album from one-man musical project Miasm, manages just that, and absolutely oozes with atmosphere from start to finish.

Every single track has so much character, it’s damn hard to believe this is all the work of just one man. And what’s more, the album isn’t even finished yet, being continually updated as each new song is written, and still all for free. It’s admirable, to say the very least.

'Origin Of Nothing' starts the whole affair off as it means to go on – namely, with sorrow-drenched guitars dancing elegantly together, with moody, menacing undertones. In fact, sorrow drenched in menace is about the best way to describe the general Miasma sound, although it doesn’t really do it justice - it’s hard to find one particular word to summarise the experience adequately. The vocals are a key factor in the atmosphere, and there’s something very shoegazey about Savage’s delivery of them on the opener in particular. His own lamentations bleed effortlessly in with those of the guitars, keeping the melancholic tone steady throughout. The piano near the end is particularly ear-catching, and manages to send shivers down my spine every time, without fail."

-- ripplemusic.blogspot.com

"The music on this EP is in fact very dreamy and immersive, using a wide variety of textures on the guitar work with the addition of keyboards and foggy vocals. It will provide you with an haunting and mysterious listen, while tactfully maintaining a strong unwinding effect."

-- suninscorpiomusic.blogspot.com

"Under the name Miasm, Utah’s Jeremiah Savage creates brooding, experimental music that largely escapes easy categorization or definition, yet surges forward with a palpable sense of purpose."

-- whitelikeheaven.tumblr.com

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released March 14, 2014

All songs written and performed by Jeremiah Savage

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