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from Decreation by Hakanai

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  • "Decreation" Double LP (1st Pressing)
    Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    Deluxe double LP of "Decreation" pressed on nice quality, heavyweight 180g black vinyl, housed in a 350gsm deluxe gatefold jacket, hand-numbered and limited to 50 copies. If you would like, I will sign the record and throw in a little print of a photograph from the same roll of film that I shot the album cover on.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Decreation via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

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  • Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    Deluxe double LP of "Decreation" pressed on nice quality, heavyweight 180g black vinyl, housed in a 350gsm deluxe gatefold jacket, hand-numbered and limited to 50 copies. This is internally the same vinyl as the 1st pressing; the pressing plant alerted me of an accidental overage and sold me the remaining records at cost, which allows me to offer them to people at a more affordable pricepoint. Externally, these records will be numbered from #51–100 in silver ink, to distinguish them from the gold ink of the 1st pressing. They will also not include prints or stickers, because I ran out :(

    Includes unlimited streaming of Decreation via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 7 days
    edition of 50 

      $30 USD or more 

     

lyrics

I can’t sleep without her embrace or liminal space.
askance in the perceived serenity.
and as she breathed,
her chest rose like the swell of waves.

mellifluous birdsong streaks through the sunlit glass.
alighting her figure, framed like a portrait.
studying her form, I’m lost for words.
soundlessly sharing the warmth of our bodies.

and as she traces along the silk and satin,
I draw maps of the rivers in her skin.
grey skies, white lace, black hearts.
wide-eyed and tongue-tied.

and the touch of her skin, how it must be a sin;
the light of her lips, saccharine.
as I grow more lost with her every breath,
and fade into the harrowed cloth.

enraptured in our bed,
the pain is an anchor,
mooring me—unrelenting—in her reality.
her scars begin to grow.
I’m seared into her skin like sutures,
complicit in her mutilation.

holding on to holy silence,
coveting and ravenous.
courage gets stuck in our throats
like the twisted fiction she acts out
while pacing along the edge of the precipice.

with her nails on my back
and her teeth on my neck,
she ravages what remains of our tryst.
will these wounds heal?
only time will tell.

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from Decreation, released August 12, 2022

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