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lirik lagu richard mitchley - new heaven and earth by dh lawrence

and so i cross into another world
shyly and in homage linger for an invitation
from this unknown that i would trespass on

i am very glad, and all alone in the world
all alone, and very glad, in a new world
where i am disembarked at last

i could cry with joy, because i am in the new world, just ventured in
i could cry with joy, and quite freely, there is n0body to know

and whosoever the unknown people of this un~ known world may be
they will never understand my weeping for joy to be adventuring among them
because it will still be a gesture of the old world i am making
which thеy will not understand, because it is quitе, quite foreign to them

i was so weary of the world
i was so sick of it
everything was tainted with myself
skies, trees, flowers, birds, water
people, houses, streets, vehicles, machines
nations, armies, war, peace~talking
work, recreation, governing, anarchy
it was all tainted with myself, i knew it all to start with
because it was all myself
when i gathered flowers, i knew it was myself plucking my own flowering
when i went in a train, i knew it was myself travelling by my own invention
when i heard the cannon of the war, i listened with my own ears to my own destruction
when i saw the torn dead, i knew it was my own torn dead body
it was all me, i had done it all in my own flesh

i shall never forget the maniacal horror of it all in the end
when everything was me, i knew it all already, i antic~p~ted it all in my soul
because i was the author and the result
i was the god and the creation at once;
creator, i looked at my creation;
created, i looked at myself, the creator:
it was a maniacal horror in the end

i was a lover, i kissed the woman i loved
and god of horror, i was kissing also myself
i was a father and a begetter of children
and oh, oh horror, i was begetting and conceiving in my own body

at last came death, sufficiency of death
and that at last relieved me, i died
i buried my beloved; it was good, i buried myself and was gone
war came, and every hand raised to murder;
very good, very good, every hand raised to murder!
very good, very good, i am a murderer!
it is good, i can murder and murder, and see them fall
the mutilated, horror~struck youths, a multitude
one on another, and then in cl~sters together
smashed, all oozing with blood, and burned in heaps
going up in a foetid smoke to get rid of them
the murdered bodies of youths and men in heaps
and heaps and heaps and horrible reeking heaps
till it is almost enough, till i am reduced perhaps;
thousands and thousands of gaping, hideous foul dead
that are youths and men and me
being burned with oil, and consumed in corrupt thick smoke, that rolls
and taints and blackens the sky, till at last it is dark, dark as night, or death, or h~ll
and i am dead, and trodden to nought in the smoke~sodden tomb;
dead and trodden to nought in the sour black earth
of the tomb; dead and trodden to nought, trodden to nought
god, but it is good to have died and been trodden out
trodden to nought in sour, dead earth
quite to nought
absolutely to nothing
nothing
nothing
nothing

for when it is quite, quite nothing, then it is everything
when i am trodden quite out, quite, quite out
every vestige gone, then i am here
risen, and setting my foot on another world
risen, accomplishing a resurrection
risen, not born again, but risen, body the same as before
new beyond knowledge of newness, alive beyond life
proud beyond inkling or furthest conception of pride
living where life was never yet dreamed of, nor hinted at
here, in the other world, still terrestrial
myself, the same as before, yet unaccountably new

i, in the sour black tomb, trodden to absolute death
i put out my hand in the night, one night, and my hand
touched that which was verily not me
verily it was not me
where i had been was a sudden blaze
a sudden flaring blaze!
so i put my hand out further, a little further
and i felt that which was not i
it verily was not i
it was the unknown
ha, i was a blaze leaping up!
i was a tiger bursting into sunlight
i was greedy, i was mad for the unknown
i, new~risen, resurrected, starved from the tomb
starved from a life of devouring always myself
now here was i, new~awakened, with my hand stretching out
and touching the unknown, the real unknown, the unknown unknown

my god, but i can only say
i touch, i feel the unknown!
i am the first comer!
cortes, pisarro, columbus, cabot, they are noth~
ing, nothing!
i am the first comer!
i am the discoverer!
i have found the other world!

the unknown, the unknown!
i am thrown upon the shore
i am covering myself with the sand
i am filling my mouth with the earth
i am burrowing my body into the soil
the unknown, the new world!

it was the flank of my wife
i touched with my hand, i clutched with my hand
rising, new~awakened from the tomb!
it was the flank of my wife
whom i married years ago
at whose side i have lain for over a thousand nights
and all that previous while, she was i, she was i;
i touched her, it was i who touched and i who was touched

yet rising from the tomb, from the black oblivion
stretching out my hand, my hand flung like a drowned man’s hand on a rock
i touched her flank and knew i was carried by the current in death
over to the new world, and was climbing out on the shore
risen, not to the old world, the old, changeless i, the old life
wakened not to the old knowledge
but to a new earth, a new i, a new knowledge, a new world of time

ah no, i cannot tell you what it is, the new world
i cannot tell you the mad, astounded rapture of its discovery
i shall be mad with delight before i have done
and whosoever comes after will find me in the new world
a madman in rapture

green streams that flow from the innermost continent of the new world
what are they?
green and illumined and travelling for ever
dissolved with the mystery of the innermost heart of the continent
mystery beyond knowledge or endurance, so sumptuous
out of the well~heads of the new world. ~
the other, she too has strange green eyes!
white sands and fruits unknown and perfumes that never
can blow across the dark seas to our usual world!
and land that beats with a pulse!
and valleys that draw close in love!
and strange ways where i fall into oblivion of uttermost living! ~
also she who is the other has strange~mounded br~~sts and strange sheer slopes, and white levels

sightless and strong oblivion in utter life takes possession of me!
the unknown, strong current of life supreme
drowns me and sweeps me away and holds me down
to the sources of mystery, in the depths
extinguishes there my risen resurrected life
and kindles it further at the core of utter mystery

- lirik lagu richard mitchley

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