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IMAGINAL CELLS “Purified” album lyrics written by Ethan Foxx 

 

 

 

 

1. Wetiko (Disease of Greed)

 

The death of the New World, the Old World is spreading disease 

Parasite people, Wetiko, infected with greed

Infected with avarice, invisible pathogens, and nature holds the cure

Can’t you see there’s something underneath, corrupting who we really are?

Parasite people, Wetiko, infected with greed

Parasite people, Wetiko, infected with greed 

 

2. Purified 

 

Mother has always fed us

But some lions eat their young

She might scratch at us like fleas

Some see it has begun

 

When fire consumes the land and rivers all run dry

When carbon fills the sky and countless species die

With living systems in decline as prophesied 

We all will feed the Earth when we are purified

 

Living things have defenses

Natural antibodies

We’ve sought to resist infections

But we are the disease

 

With money deified and water toxified

When forests slash and burn and cobwebs cross the sky

With living systems in decline as prophesied

We all will feed the Earth when we are purified

 

The world provides more than enough for human need

But not enough to satisfy our shameless greed

As future generations seek to reason why

They now must feed the Earth lest they be purified

 

Mother will you forgive us?

It’s getting hard to breathe

I submit my life before you

To be ground between your teeth

 

When forests turn to ash and glaciers liquify

When oceans overflow and acidify 

With living systems in decline as prophesied

We all will feed the Earth when we are purified 

 

The world provides more than enough for human need

But not enough to satisfy our shameless greed

As future generations seek to reason why

They now must feed the Earth lest they be purified

 

3. Tar Sands Wasteland

 

For countless seasons, since the time before our father’s fathers

We lived in harmony and shared the blessings of the waters

We swore to keep the Earth in balance for our sons and daughters

Then came the wicked industries and saboteurs 

 

And as I pass through miles of unforgiving wastelands

I feel the anger of the spirits of the tar sands

 

Death oozes from the ground and seeps into the living systems

Infected air and water transmit illness to its victims

We cry out for the dying world to find that no one listens 

Tumorous fish, bird die-offs, symptoms are dismissed

 

And so we wander lost in wastelands of perdition 

Plagued by the torment of this planet-wide attrition

For every sound of shovels piercing sand to take the oil

A shovel breaks the ground to place a loved one in the soil

Keep it in the ground!

 

The world’s third largest watershed defiled by seeping mining tailings

Death is the emblem of our empty greed and human failings

Toxic exposure brings more grievous cases of sarcoma

The spirits of upset burial grounds exact their toll

 

And as I walk along these desecrated wastelands

I seek to conciliate the spirits of the tar sands

For every sound of shovels piercing sand to take the oil

A shovel breaks the ground to place a loved one in the soil

Keep it in the ground!


 

4. Black Snake 

 

Slithering across the lands, underground where waters flow

Black snake demon made manifest by the sale of human souls 

Venomous, addicting us to death from long ago   

In fiery plumes the snake consumes the burning world that it controls  

 

A thousand miles the snake defiles the lands of native exiles

A spiteful bite, it shines a light on which ones are the hostiles

 

Vassal stooges and their devil dogs, pet policemen in their ranks

Writs of possession executed by the servants of the state

Stormtrooper corporate minions in their rows of armored tanks 

With plastic shields and pepper spray and deafening grenades 

 

A thousand miles the snake defiles the lands of native exiles

The red man’s plight, the toxic bite of armies of the reptiles  

 

The snake digs under burial grounds where sacred waters flow

Its venom seeping into aquifers below 

Militarized police

The guardians of the beast

The same old cavalry

The age old bigotry 

On display for all the world to see

Overt brutality 

 

Nothing to do with me

The same old apathy

The land of the free

I question my beliefs 

Untold atrocities 

A festering disease 

A trail of broken treaties

Foundations rotten at the core 

How can we profess that we are just?

Permitting what is so unvirtuous? 

It could be any one of us

The snake bites everyone of us

It challenges who we profess to be

In our culture of toxicity 

 

Conjured from primeval depths, the snake begins to coil

Exhumed from hallowed monuments, extracted from the soil

Awakened prehistoric death emerges from the oil

Poisoning the waterways, the seas begin to roil  

 

A thousand miles it mars the Earth through meadow, stream, and hillside

A blatant disregard for life that I cannot abide

 

The snake digs under burial grounds where sacred waters flow

Its venom seeping into aquifers below 

An intertribal gathering

More united than our world has seen

They’ve come to pray and sing in solidarity

On display for all the world to see

True humanity  

 

5. The Spirit Of Things

 

Why wait around for saviors, with nature asking us to save itself?

 

Most have forgotten that behind what we perceive to be our world

Consciousness is the nature of elemental beings

We must remember, there is harmony that all creation sings

All are one, there is spirits that flows through all things

 

When we effect the web, it affects us all

Rise and shine, this is our wake-up call

 

We are merely part of the living Earth

Our fertile Mother gave us birth

All plants and creatures, each speck of dirt

Every progeny that we pervert 

The plants and fungi show us home 

To remind us we are not alone

Every mystic, sage, anyone with heart

Transcends the ignorance that sets us apart

 

We are what we believe

Now open your eyes

A new world to perceive

Our vision amplifies

We are one with everything

We are interdependent beings

There is spirit that moves in all things 

 

Not long ago, as pure as falling snow this was a paradise

Life everywhere with so much more to share, if we’d open our eyes

At last we are aware

As we open our eyes

At last we are aware

 

6. Uprooted

 

Now come the termite people from a world beyond the trees

Parasitic cravings, taking anything they please 

They violate nature’s laws to bring the world to its knees

We shout to anyone to help us, please, from their disease

Save our tribes, save the trees   

 

A part of the forest, like trees grown from the ground

Apart from the forest, we’re lost, we have been found

 

Our lives burn faster than most anyone foresees

Now come the ranchers, miners, and missionaries 

Resources dwindling in our vast inequities 

More dying means less living 

Help us, please, from their disease

Save our lives, save the trees

 

A part of the forest, like trees grown from the ground

Apart from the forest, we’re lost, we have been found

 

Vice and greed, is your disease

Save yourselves, save the trees

 

A part of the forest, like trees grown from the ground

Apart from the forest, we’re lost, we have been found

 

As you march toward extinction,

Defying all reason, you follow us into oblivion 

 

7. Missing 

 

Each morning I drag myself down the hall

Avoid your eyes as I pass your picture on the wall 

 

I’m not the only one to miss a daughter or a friend 

Or a mother, sister, lover, but still I can’t pretend

That you’re coming back one day because I want you here with me

So I try to think of you carefree, out there, somewhere flying free  

 

I hear your voice cut through the stillness of the air

From the other side? Or somewhere out there?

 

I’m not the only one to miss a daughter or a friend 

Or a mother, sister, lover, but still I can’t pretend

That you’re coming back one day because I want you here with me

So I try to think of you carefree out there, somewhere flying free   

 

Each morning brings a new day to hang the sky upon 

I try to make my way, I know I must go on

How many hearts are breaking, missing loved ones just like me? 

How many all but give it up with nothing left to do but think of you

Out there, somewhere flying free

 

8. Moment Of Truth 

 

Interlude -Spoken word features excerpts from Chief Oren Lyons' keynote speech from 2008 Mother Earth Call to Consciousness On Climate Change

 

“(Speaks Seneca) 

Listen, we are about to speak. The World is coming to an end.

The world is not going anywhere, there’s no end to this world, there’s just an end to us.

We’re these little mites overtaking the Earth, out of balance.

The Earth will bring balance, ‘cause that’s what it does. 

It’ll do it through disease, it’ll do it through crisis, lack of food, lack of resources,

‘thousand tornadoes...we’re just starting. 

Katrina was the first of many...it’ll all get worse. 

Economies of nations will be broken by natural disasters, not war. 

Business as usual is over. Instead of competition, it’s gotta be cooperation. 

We have to cooperate now. Everybody. We can’t have this racist fight anymore. 

We can’t have the luxury of racism because we, as human beings, have to get together for survival now.

We are, afterall, one people. 

It’s not white or red, or black or yellow. We can exchange blood, you and I...that makes us family. Brothers and sisters. Common life. That’s what we are, and we have a responsibility to keep the Earth in balance. 

So it behooves us now to rethink who we are and what our intentions are, and our values. 

The thundering voices are speaking today.

They’re telling you either change your values or you’re not going to survive.

Easy to say, tough to do.” 

 

9. Battlecry

 

Protectors of Water and defenders of Life

Come warriors, all creeds and colors, join in the fight 

Stand tall like at Standing Rock and stand for what is right 

All warriors of the rainbow, come together be the light 

 

Fight! It’s time we unite 

 

Divided down the middle now it’s only left and right  

Programmers doping us with outrage, seeing only black and white

Concocted civil unrest without any end in sight

Our anger misdirected in the violence they incite 

 

Fight! It’s time we unite! 

 

Peaceful demonstration, First Amendment right

Nonviolent declaration, all our relations

Awaken us to see our sacred place in the design

Fight!   

 

 (Excerpts from a John Trudell interview) 

“They have entered the reality of the already dead. The reality of the spiritually disconnected.

When you look at leadership, or you look at the institutions, or the things that are held up...

none of these things seem to have any spiritual relationship to life.

The way that the cancers of greed and war, the way that these viruses, these diseases are spread,

and no one is really taking responsibility to effectively deal with these things.

I mean, people are having emotional reactions, emotional outbursts and these types of things, but nobody’s taking clear and coherent action to deal with this disease of aggression that is taking place. So whatever this disease of aggression and violence and greed, whatever this disease mentality is, it lives in this life system now, and it’s eating up the spirit of the diseased. Protect your spirit, because you’re in the place where spirits get eaten.” 

 

Fettered to the systems that perpetuate the plight

Complicit in our feeding of the mutant parasite

Inattentive to corruption and the global death and blight   

Silently consenting the extinction we invite 

 

Fight! 

Our fight is your fight! 

Defend what is right!

Condemn and indict! 

Fight! 

 

10. Mauna Kea

(Hawaiian chant sung by Sandy Essman of the Hawaiian metal band, Storm)

 

HE KŪKULU (kūkulu means: to build)

HE AHA LA HE KŪKULU, HE MAUNA (What is a pillar, a mountain)

HE AHA LA HE KŪKULU, HE AHU (What is a pillar, an altar)

HE AHA LA HE KŪKULU, HE PŌHAKU(What is a pillar, a rock)

HE AHA LA HE KŪKULU, HE KANAKA (What is a pillar, a person)

HE KŪKULU

E NĀ HOA’ĀINA E (hoa means: strong, defiant, and bold)

E NĀ HOAWELO LIKE E (Welo: to float, as in stream in the wind like a flag)

E NĀ HOAPILI E

E NĀ HOAALOHA E (Hoapili and Hoaloha are best friends)

ALOHA ‘ĀINA (Aloha’āina: love of land)

KŪ KIA’I MAUNA (Ku Kiai Mauna is a rallying call. It is the call to stand firm on a sacred mountain)

 

Mauna Kea, where heavens touch the ground

Merged with the cosmos, trillions of stars abound

If we’re looking out there to find what we’re here for

We should instead look in the mirror 

 

Mauna Kea

Mauna Kea

Respect existence 

Or expect resistance 

 

Protect the mountain where ancient shrines are found

Where native people have consecrated sacred ground

Historically exploited and alienated

This time their rights must be respected

 

We’re not against science, we stand in reverence

For native people, we stand in their defence

You’ve taken without asking, and trying yet again

You’ll have to choose another mountain 

 

11. Children Of The Earth 

 

When leaders act like children, children lead the way

They bear the burden of our cultures gone astray 

With innocence, their eyes are more attuned than we

They think creatively and speak truth of what they see

 

No need to feel ashamed, fearing smoke on the horizon 

Inheritance is just a world engulfed in flames 

When elders fail to see the long run 

 

We all were children once, before we turned to gray

We knew within our hearts that there would come a day

When children freed the world from systems of control  

So young and old aren’t buried sharing the same hole

 

We sold the world away, without thinking of tomorrow

Child sacrifices to the monied gods of greed

Be the leaders you can follow

 

When leaders act like children, children lead the way

When leaders act like children, children lead the way

When leaders act like children, children lead the way

Step down, step aside, we’re here to say

You can’t steal from our future anymore 

 

12. Promise Of Tomorrow

 

Survivors of unacknowledged genocide

Witnesses to unrelenting ecocide 

There is nothing to undo five centuries of sorrow

But we can share in a better tomorrow

 

Forced out to clear land for colonials

Dehumanized in Indian boarding schools

There isn’t anything to undo generational sorrow

But we can unite as a better tomorrow comes

 

We call upon the stewards of the land to share in their wisdom

To show us how to live as was ordained, in harmony

 

Concentration camps called reservations

The poorest places in the nation 

The old ways are calling to us to find leaders Earthkeepers can follow

It’s time we atone for the suffering and sorrow 

With new innovation congruent with indigenous tradition

If you will teach, there are those who will listen

Together we are stewards of the Earth 

 

13. Imaginal Cells 

 

With death all around us, the system clutches for control

Awareness is spreading, the masses are counting the toll

Like eating each other, taking from one another is the most immoral sin

Can’t you see that to transform our conditions we must awaken from within?

Caterpillars gorge their way to their perfected selves 

Butterflies are then transformed by imaginal cells 

 

Our gluttonous ways

Depraved mores 

The world ablaze 

We must be born anew

To realize what we’re here to do

All through our larval stage 

The world was rearranged 

To herd us toward the ledge

While in a chrysalis

We witness those of us

Veering from the edge 

 

Transmuting

Transforming

Emerging

Responsible 

Regenerative

Self-sustaining

Beneficial 

Cooperative

Community

Creative

Imaginative

We all shall live 

A new generation evolves to save humanity 

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