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Introitus
04:32
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Requiem æternam dona eis, Mater:
et lux perpetua luceat eis.
Te decet hymnus, Mater, in Sol,
et tibi reddetur votum in via lactea:
exaudi orationem meam,
ad te omnis caro veniet.
Requiem æternam dona eis, Mater:
et lux perpetua luceat eis.
Eternal rest give unto them, O Mother,
and let perpetual light shine upon them.
A hymn, O Mother, becometh Thee in Sol;
and a vow shall be paid to Thee in the Milky Way:
hear my prayer;
all flesh shall come to Thee.
Eternal rest give unto them, O Mother,
and let perpetual light shine upon them.
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Kyrie Eleison
03:28
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Mater, eleison.
Terra, eleison.
Mater, eleison.
Mother, have mercy.
Earth, have mercy.
Homo Hubris, have mercy.
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Graduale
04:00
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Requiem æternam dona eis, Mater:
et lux perpetua luceat eis.
In memoria æterna erit planeta:
nemo auditione mala non timebit.
Eternal rest give unto them, O Mother;
and let perpetual light shine upon them.
The planet shall be in everlasting remembrance;
he shall not fear the evil hearing.
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Tractus
04:32
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Absolve, Mater,
animas omnium quæ habitabat defunctorum
ab omni vinculo cogitatio.
Et gratia tua illis tempus,
mereantur evadere ad memoriam delicta sua ir.
Obliuione sempiterna timorem eripe.
Absolve, O Mother,
the souls of all the living things departed
from every bond of thought.
And by the help of Thy time
may they be enabled to escape the memories of their own transgressions.
And escape the terror of everlasting forgetfulness.
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Dies Irae
09:04
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Dies irae, dies illa
Solvet saeclum in favilla,
Teste David cum Sibylla.
Quantus tremor est futurus,
Quotiens sentiunt mentibus
Is, ut percipiat, non potest nisi auxilio,
cuncta stricte discussurus!
Tuba mirum spargens sonum
Per sepulcra regionum,
Vocat universa lutum.
Mors stupebit et natura,
Transierunt vitam quando non oritura
sola novae vitae oritura.
Liber scriptus proferetur,
In quo totum continetur,
Unde mundus cantabitur.
nemo tollet a iudice scamnum
Nihil est occultatum,
praecepta superbiae tantum
Quid sum miser tunc dicturus?
Quem patronum rogaturus,
Cum vix justus sit securus?
Rex tremendae majestatis reges
Vos scitis nulla salus
Nihil est sale me, fons pietatis.
Recordare, Mater pie,
Quia nulla causa viae
in perpetuum Nos expulit ex omni die.
Seminis me, sedisti, lassus;
vos autem domi imis excire sepulcris,
quia omnis vita nos semper
tacet nox, tacere aetheres
Semper, nunquam vigilantes
facies iudicium nihil, nisi insanire
Ingemisco tanquam reus,
Culpa rubet vultus meus;
Sed usque non est iudex.
In facie aeternum
in facie perpendiculum in desolationem
Ubi enim conversus ad fidem,
Preces meae non sunt audita
cur deinde,
quia non est perpetua frui non flamma,
Da mi Inter oves locum praesta,
ne ab hoedis me sequestra,
Clostridium ad me unus de manu mea.
Mater est Confutatis et maledictis
Flammis acribus addictis,
Fiat mihi sentire non est deus
Oro supplex et acclinis,
Cor contritum quasi cinis,
Eritis mihi mutatio fiat in viribus
Lacrimosa dies illa,
Qua resurget ex favilla
Judicandus homo reus.
Terra ergo parce hoc, o homo,
Piam Matrem contemplari:
Audi paenitentiam fateantur. Amen.
This day, this day of wrath
shall consume the world in ashes,
as foretold by David and the Sibyl.
What trembling there will be
Whenever there are conscious minds
to perceive, they cannot but help to weigh everything strictly!
The trumpet, scattering its awful sound
Across the graves of all lands
Summons all into the ground.
Death and nature shall not be stunned
When no passed life arises
only new life arises.
The written book shall be brought
In which all is contained
Whereby the world shall be sung
No judge to take the bench
Nothing is hidden;
Only the rules of pride.
What shall I, a wretch, say then?
To which protector shall I appeal
When even the just man is barely safe?
Kings of awful majesty
You know there is no salvation
None to save me, found of pity.
Remember, gentle Mother
There is no reason for my time on earth,
We are forever cast out every day
Seeding me, you sank down wearily,
you are home and graveyard,
all the life we will ever know
Silent night, Quiet skies,
always watched never watching
Judgement? No. Only madness
I groan as one guilty,
my face blushes with guilt;
But still there are none to judge
In the face of eternity
in the face of emptiness
where do we turn for faith
My prayers are not heard,
but then why should they be,
for didn't I enjoy the everlasting flame,
Give me a place among the sheep,
do not separate me from the goats,
let me be one with the bacteria upon my hand.
When the Mother is damned and confounded
and consigned to keen flames,
Let me feel not a god.
I pray, suppliant and kneeling,
a heart as contrite as ashes;
Let change be my strength.
That day is one of weeping,
on which shall rise again from the ashes
the guilty man, to be judged.
Therefore spare this Earth, O Man,
merciful Mother:
Hear our repentance. Amen.
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Offertorium
05:36
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si quis autem non nominatur, extra tempus et spatium,
dentur nobis mentem
quia intentio pœnis inferni et de profundo lacu:
absconde vita mille oculorum
ne absorbeat nostrorum in corde suo,
quod nobis in tenebras cadunt,
nisi sciatur vitae in domum suam, mater terra
In lumine:
coaluit, quae pulveris in domum suam, et facti sunt laboratorium.
Hostias et preces tibi, Mater,
laudis offerimus:
tu suscipe pro animabus illis,
quarum hodie memoriam facimus:
fac eas, Mater, de morte transire ad vitam.
Natus ac renatus fuerit sicut dum tempus est.
They Who Should Not Be Named, outside time and space,
Let them never remember us
For their notice is the pains of hell and the bottomless pit:
hide life from the multitude eyes,
that our own minds swallow them not up,
that they fall not into darkness,
but let the only known home of life, Mother Earth
Remain in light:
which coalesced of dust to become a laboratory and home.
We offer to Thee, Mother,
sacrifices and prayers:
do Thou receive them in behalf of those souls
of whom we make memorial this day.
Grant them, Mother, to pass from death to that life,
Born and reborn for as long as time shall exist.
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Sanctus
15:44
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Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus
Mater Terra.
Pleni Sol et Via Lactea gloria tua.
Hosanna in excelsis.
Benedictus qui venit in nomine Mater Terra.
Hosanna in excelsis.
Holy, holy, holy,
Mother Earth.
Sol System and the Milky Way are full of Thy glory.
Hosanna in the highest.
Blessed is He Who cometh in the Name of Mother Earth.
Hosanna in the highest.
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Agnus Dei
09:04
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Mater omnium vitae, qui non novit peccatum ex ea filios: dona eis requiem.
mater omnium vitae, qui non novit peccatum ex ea filios: dona eis requiem.
mater omnium vitae, qui non novit peccatum ex ea filios: dona eis requiem sempiternam.
Mother of all life, Who knows not the sin of her children, grant them rest.
Mother of all life, Who knows not the sin of her children, grant them rest.
Mother of all life, Who knows not the sin of her children, grant them eternal rest.
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Communion
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The Museum of Viral Memory Eugene, Oregon
A lifetime in noise & experimental stitched to the last 100 years of electroacoustic, ecoacoustic, concrete
magique
Improv jazz come unpinned from time
Conceptual music built from field recordings
Sound art for dreaming, drifting, disappearing
Ritual magick, slow to cast; slow to coalesce
Invocations unintended for human ears
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