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INDUSTRIAL MASS NO. 01: Requiem; Visions of Vengeance

by Nothing Sounds

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Ninety-Three lashings for she who escapes For she who seeks autonomy For she who wants her own Self For she has sinned For your Will, and for your Love A lesson must be imparted and scarred deep within For I am your slave, make me in your image And punish me for my sins
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Dies iræ, dies illa, Solvet sæclum in favilla: Teste David cum Sibylla. Quantus tremor est futurus, Quando Iudex est venturus, Cuncta stricte discussurus! Tuba, mirum spargens sonum Per sepulchra regionum, Coget omnes ante thronum. Mors stupebit, et natura, Cum resurget creatura, Iudicanti responsura. Liber scriptus proferetur, In quo totum continetur, Unde mundus iudicetur. Iudex ergo cum sedebit, Quidquid latet, apparebit: Nil inultum remanebit. Quid sum miser tunc dicturus? Quem patronum rogaturus, Cum vix iustus sit securus? Rex tremendæ maiestatis, Qui salvandos salvas gratis, Salva me, fons pietatis. Recordare, Iesu pie, Quod sum causa tuæ viæ: Ne me perdas illa die. Quærens me, sedisti lassus: Redemisti Crucem passus: Tantus labor non sit cassus. Iuste Iudex ultionis, Donum fac remissionis Ante diem rationis. Ingemisco, tamquam reus: Culpa rubet vultus meus: Supplicanti parce, Deus. Qui Mariam absolvisti, Et latronem exaudisti, Mihi quoque spem dedisti. Preces meæ non sunt dignæ: Sed tu bonus fac benigne, Ne perenni cremer igne. Inter oves locum præsta, Et ab hædis me sequestra, Statuens in parte dextra. Confutatis maledictis, Flammis acribus addictis, Voca me cum benedictis. Oro supplex et acclinis, Cor contritum quasi cinis: Gere curam mei finis. Lacrimosa dies illa, Qua resurget ex favílla Iudicandus homo reus: Huic ergo parce, Deus: Pie Iesu Domine, Dona eis requiem. Amen.
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I was angry with my friend; I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I waterd it in fears, Night & morning with my tears: And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles. And it grew both day and night. Till it bore an apple bright. And my foe beheld it shine, And he knew that it was mine. And into my garden stole, When the night had veild the pole; In the morning glad I see; My foe outstretched beneath the tree.
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NEO-06

I am a shell
I am a doll
I am the righteous blade of god
Descended to strike you down
And take back what is mine

This extended sound-artwork acts as a narrative tone-poem exploring three distinct traumas I have around the loss of my identity, autonomy, and sense of self at the hands of others, or myself, and the bubbling, internalized rage and dreams of revenge that develop as a result.

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released July 4, 2022

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Credit to the original composers of the sampled classical works.

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Zero Wellington, New Zealand

Your Post-Industrial Queen.

Based in Pōneke, Aotearoa, Zero is a multidisciplinary artist and musician working under a number of aliases, most predominantly Nothing Sounds. Her work explores the intersection of gender and trauma, trying to convey the nuances of trauma and the various contexts of particular experiences through sound. ... more

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