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Sacrificial Cake

by JARBOE

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there’s patchouli, spanish blossom, frankincense, and rose i’m lavender, lavender there’s cedarwood, champa, musk, and myrrh i’m lavender, lavender i was smolderlng then you breathed deep may your soul be free now my smoke is sweet there’s sandalwood, lilac, magnolia i’m lavender, lavender ylang ylang, jasmine, amber i’m lavender, lavender i was smoldering then you breathed deep now our soul is free and our smoke is sweet lavender, lavender
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Ode To V 07:26
obey the strange-haired woman with sad singing lips the child of pleasure unbound her bud and bloom are tortured execution the valley of innocence – purgatory’s caress a ritual awakening transport transformation in her altar of temptation taste of bliss, annunciation treasure book and temple eternal idol mystica transcendental satisfaction the sweet meat – love and holy cult ravished demons speak in tongues soak emotion dogs the other world bverwhelm corruption of lost in the labyrinth revalation lost in the labyrinth thunderbolt sensation cabalistic kiss, electric spectre sleepwalker dream-hunter nightmare tempest discharge orage and please my mind we reap the fruit we’re calling the vultures a terrible joy transmit – Her
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Not Logical 05:26
open your mind sensational, metaphysical, insatiable, astronomical, phenomenological, ontological, heterosexual, astrological, testimonial, biophysical, suicidal, emotlonal, sensual, bisexual, questionable, not censurable, alienable, spiritual, musical, horizontal, sociable, incredible, maniacal, psychological, comical, reprehensible, experimental, chronological, biological, gullible, unprofessional, beautiful, homicidal, matrimonial, testimonial, homosexual, fertile, bestial… anything at all but not logical
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the wind blows after dark and then goes my heart i never wanted this to start forever haunted by the dark the wind comes in the wind comes in here he comes for my life here she runs for the knife i’m not the type to tell your wife the wind comes in the wind, our sln the wind blows after dark when he comes for my heart i never want this to stop and what is sorrow but to knife the wind and what is pain but to blind our skin
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Yum-Yab 02:55
i saw a white finger on a barbed wire fence. i knew it was dangerous but i took the risk. and yes it was sweet so sweet to eat. now see how the flesh is pricked and bleeds. yeah it bleeds. it bleeds. yeah it bleeds. see how it bleeds. i saw a lil’ baby crawlin’ down the street. i said hey come over here you smell good enough to eat. i said hey come over dear and you know what i’ll do. i’ll make you my mirror of the things that i chew. little yum-yab. Little yum-yab we are the wild. we are the risk. come little yum-yab. come slash your wrist. we are the wild. we are the risk. come little yum-yab. gimme a kiss. we are the wild. we are the risk. come little yum-yab. come slash your wrist.
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Cache' Toi 00:26
CACHES TOI, CACHES TOI ET SORS SEULEMENT DANS UNE CHANSON QUE TU CHANTES UNE FOIS UNE CHANSON QUE TO CHANTES UNE FOIS, SEULEMENT
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Tragic Seed 02:13
when you touch yourself again through me love is the roaming tragedy when you touch yourself again through me love is my roman polanski when you touch yourself again through me love is the roman tragic seed tragic seed
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Don’t let the troll into your bed he’ll take your soul then eat your head inside the honey hollow space licking his fingertips of cake He brings the whirling deep in your heart then sing as twirling demons dark to take you down beneath the ridge To where is found his silent bridge Still is the water green and thick he’ll drag you under with his stick see flaxen gold floats there through the mist he killed someone’s daughter with his wick An arm with grey skin bobs slowly in the pit No don’t let the troll creep in your door he’ll take you in sleep to his chamber of horror are you dreaming no use pleading are you dreaming he’ll soon be feeding
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Deflowered 03:41
if you wanna be the star just get the big guitar a pair of leather jeans lends credibility make all the critics cream just get down on your knees learn how to scream and seize every “opportunity” you’ll make them beg for it you’re one tough rockin’ bitch you got a lot to show on college radio so drop all the petals soft as velvet tear up your petals moist and delicate flower petals soft as velvet rip up the petals moist and delicate they’re falling now I know you wanna be the rage wanna live inside the formaldehyde cage i know your mind’s made up your breasts tattooed the power won’t rub off now it’s part of you you got nothing to prove you got nothing to prove you’ve shown to those pricks once more made them beg for it you’re one bad bitchin’ whore so drop all the petals soft as velvet tear up your petals moist and delicate flower petals soft as velvet rip up the petals moist and delicate drop all the petals soft as velvet tear up your petals moist and delicate flower petals soft as velvet rip up the petals moist and delicate rip up the petals moist and delicate flower petals soft as velvet rip up the petals rip up the petals they’re falling
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At last it’s coming up, the sun The bodysnatcher’s day be done With blackened teeth and ruddy skin And swigging long upon his gin He’s weary with his breaking back The corpse he carries in his sack. The bulging burlap caked with clay Is foul yet musky from where it lay Beside his shovel, oh precious rubble Inside her cold and lonely grave The mournful wind sings songs of praise: How lovely she in her blue dress Behold the tempting virgin flesh Her sunken eyes filled with blind grace Her shrunken lips with secret tastes… For raven hair in tangles coiled Upon white satin, he hath toiled. He’d held her dainty feet and sighed… The downy smooth upon her thighs And wrapped within his fraying scarf One little heart floats in a jar… Swaying quiet now lifts his head This robber stops to toast the dead And pray will he in town lust waits For paid he’ll be by pounds just weighed… This night he’ll roam the streets of mud He’s slushing down these roads of blood Tonight he’ll own the meat and mud He’ll drink these streets, he’ll eat this blood This night he’ll roam the streets of mud HE’S SLUSHING DOWN THESE ROADS OF BLOOD Tonight he’ll own the meat and mud HE’LL DRINK THESE STREETS HE’LL EAT THIS BLOOD How lovely she in her blue dress Behold the tempting virgin flesh Ravished only by one called Death
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Shimmer 03:18
come Morocco night the sand is as white as the moon is bright . like birds in flight soaring high we’re lost in the light come Morocco night, you shimmer. you’re shimmering. you shimmer. you’re shimmering, lost in the light.
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Act III 01:46
As your hands tightened around your throat I knew that this time you would kill me And like all the times before When I didn’t struggle Because there was no use Again I succumbed Again the mask melts away Your reflection
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Troll 08:45

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My album Sacrificial Cake (1995) is a storybook of dreams and nightmares.

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released June 9, 1995

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JARBOE Georgia

Over the course of her life, Jarboe has explored and discarded structures of personae.

“The true and genuine Pythia of the American underground”

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