Milk Sea (Bathing in its Waves)

by Witherer

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Emerging from the void, Witherer’s demo and debut “Milk Sea (Bathing in its Waves)” is a two-part paean to Ananta-Shesha, a song whose illusorily meditative, ritualistic first half descends into chaos and fury in its second, slowly dissolving any sense of structure before recapturing the purgating flame and sweeping towards a gravity pool of cosmic decay and rebirth. The song’s praise of the Serpent is also a celebration of the indifference of the Universal to the human, the immanent presence of emptiness at the center of the person, and an immersion in the realm of Divine Love; a statement that there is naught but the eternally repeating, ecstatic movement of the snake through the primordial Sea.

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Part I – Words of Devotion
Swarming through my veins, nurtured on your milk, reborn within your egg.
The skull becomes the cathedral of your worship. The map of your pilgrimage is traced within our bones. How could I again taste the bitterness of the World after so sweet a rapture as your milk? Thirsting again for your promise. Only by the weight of years am I come to return to it. These are all but words plummeting headlong into the swirling abyss of the Whole, the Hole where is harnessed all that is In and beyond the word, made flesh.
This mandala is traced in nectar and laced with incense.
Gesture of her protection; –
Let them see the truest face. Buried again in her womb. But a great smoke erupts from it, and consumes, dragging into it even as a whirlpool does all that surrounds it: And calm. Aum.
Erect a pantheon of the absurd, and then you will have before you the Truth all have sought and forsook. Only when I have gazed at the great gaping black: then I will have seen God. When I have ripped every face open and seen the nothingness behind it, then I will have seen God.
Tossing the sea with your ecstatic play
I sever mine own head, and raise it That I might too writhe in your joy

II – Prostrations; Acts of Praise
Were not the spear wound a fount of water, but of fire, I would happily impale the stigmata within myself. But it is not; Raise mine hands & stab through them with the twin knives of your forked tongue, & bind with your venom my hand to your Word.
Make my flesh what you promise. Make every thought of mine a mirror reflection of your joyous coils.
Wrap yourself about (every One), grip their ribs to the point of breaking, & bring to their knees the Prophets whose lies were silenced by your revelation.
The silent witness (grinds his teeth & eats his tongue): The one who begs to be strangled, lest he be forced to voice that which he bore witness to.
In awe & fear, entranced by the mysterium tremendum, enthralled in eternal utterance of your name. Now there is only that which is within. Now, & only now, & for all time. Gesture of protection; suckling upon her teat, the wine the Nazarene only dreamt of. Dream of Temptation. Exegesis of her body: a shattering of every mask that hides the Void.
The protective coil of your tail tramples down
Depth by depth, death by death,
& gives new life by your reaping.

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released November 3, 2019
Witherer is Tiamoath

Tiamoath – throat, praises, guitars, bass, keyboard, bells

Session Drums and Percussion executed by Cam O’Neill

Layout by Danille Gauvin

Recorded and mixed by Roland Rodas, Cavern of Echoes
Mastered by James Seabrook, Two Bodies of Water

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