Chiapas

by Jose Beausejour

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released March 15, 2015

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Track Name: War-flowers
Let us drink it in the flowery land, in our dwelling surrounded by
the flowery earth and sky, where the fountains of the flowers send
their sweetness abroad; the delicious breath of the dewy flowers is
in our homes in Chiapas; there nobility and power make them glorious,
and the war-flowers bloom over a fertile land.
Track Name: Noxious gods
the noxious spirit of the neck,
the neck-spirit of the desert,
the neck-spirit of the mountains,
the neck-spirit of the sea,
the neck-spirit of the morass,
the noxious spirit of the city,
this noxious wind
which seizes the body and the health of the body.
Spirit of Heaven, remember.
Spirit of Earth, remember.
Track Name: Muderous strife
Let not my soul dread that open field
I earnestly desire the beginning of the slaughter,
may thy soul long for the murderous strife.
Track Name: Frighten their hearts
Thou who annihilatest falsehood, who dissipated the evil influence
of wonders, omens, sorceries, dreams, evil apparitions,
who turnest to a happy issue malicious designs,
who annihilatest men and countries that devote themselves to fatal sorceries,
I have taken refuge in thy presence.
Do not allow those who make spells, and are hardened, to arise.
Frighten their heart,
Settle also, O Sun, light of the great gods
right into my marrow, O Lords of breath, that I may rejoice, even I.
May the gods who created me take my hands.
Direct the breath of my mouth.
My hands direct them also,
Lord, light of the legions of the heavens.
Sun, O Judge!