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A lyrically abstract little tune about the Great Entropic Principal that we have tended to personify and revile as evil...basically 'cause it breaks stuff...and no, I am NOT a satanist! Stop asking me about it!

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This form, lying prone, stares skyward.
Concrete hell, sullen demon...
give him some light.
Floundering here in the abyss,
but hardly hopeless. Capsizing ships,
burning churches for your sorrow.

When things break down he's to be found.

Well spurned by happy heathens, inert cells.
Plastic smiles and plastic signs and plastic purpose.

When parts wear down he's to be found.

(c) He is weary won't you let him go?
He is bound here and the earth is his soul.
Call it evil and you'll miss the mark,
we are primitives afraid of the dark

Age of wonder, cruel convenience,
needs all satisfied. Tainted waters
his broken fingers, instincts die.
Twisted Eden of sterile splendor,
drowning in numbers.
He's mining cities, graves to sleep in while it all melts away.

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from Hell's Laughter and Heaven's Ache, released January 1, 2001

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John Ludi Madison, Wisconsin

John Ludi is a musician/singer-songwriter with a wide array of influences and lyrical interests who was "Indie" before the term even existed. Working outside of the music industry by choice has given Ludi the ability to release songs of a level of lyrical depth that are anathema to the minds of the "suits". Ludi lives off-grid in a yurt in the woods of WI and will "fight the power" til he dies. ... more

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