[ti:Blood Of The Past] [ar:The Comet Is Coming/Kae Tempest] [al:Trust In The Lifeforce Of The Deep Mystery] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.46]Blood Of The Past - The Comet Is Coming/Kae Tempest [00:02.21]Lyrics by:Kae Tempest [00:02.94]Composed by:Danalogue/Max Hallett/Shabaka Hutchings [00:04.22]Produced by:Danalogue/Max Hallett [03:18.88]All the many corpses begin to speak [03:21.61]What ignorance is cannot be argued over anymore [03:24.60]It is too late for pleading white-picket dreams [03:27.08]Print you off the Shemps the world is shrinking [03:30.84]Rooted in a trivial concern [03:32.60]In interconnectedness [03:33.86]In a need to make face and keep up [03:35.92]And drown out the many voices within [03:38.32]Imagine a culture that has at its root [03:40.72]A more soulful connection to land and to loved ones [03:44.38]But I can hear the lie before you speak [03:47.56]There is nothing but progress to eat [03:49.77]And we are so fat and so hungry [03:52.54]And the black wrists and cuffed in the pig van [03:54.67]While the white shirt and tie in the tube car [03:57.21]Distractional picture [03:58.56]Pictures of beer and guilt about urges [04:01.27]Sexual distrust and abandoned to nothingness [04:03.89]Give me something I can nail myself to [04:07.07]Give me sharply dressed talking head [04:09.06]Who has something about them I trust and despise [04:11.62]And what of it anyway? [04:13.33]These windows don't open [04:15.29]They were designed to stay closed [04:17.53]Shower smoothie coffee commute [04:19.61]Check the internet never stop never stop [04:21.85]There is a scar on the soul of the world [04:25.11]And it needs you to look [04:26.97]The blood of the past is here it remains [04:30.37]The blood of the murders [04:32.02]The bodies like sacks [04:33.57]Leaking brain all stacked [04:34.93]Chest aback on the planes it remains [04:38.33]To acknowledge without guilt [04:40.45]To accept without condition [04:42.57]And to listen when other people [04:44.16]Tell you how you have behaved [04:46.67]Truth is it's for us to feel and be moved [04:50.33]But I hear the clatter of bone against steel [04:52.42]It is coming [04:53.80]It will not be stilled it is there [04:56.31]In the air scorched white [04:58.12]The reflection of sunlight on glass [05:00.08]Bouncing back into sunlight [05:01.90]And glass bouncing back [05:04.09]Industrialized denial [05:06.99]Business as usual [05:08.47]So roll your eyes shake your head [05:10.33]Turn away and call me names [05:12.14]I'm okay with that too proud [05:15.01]Unable to listen we keep speaking [05:17.63]Moated by blood unable to notice ourselves [05:21.33]Unable to stop and unwilling to learn