Backworld - All Things

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On the first day of the morning
Lightning struck without warning
Birds filled the trees
And greeted the dawn
Opened the skies
With their morning song

The second day came in a fire
Flames filled the air like a choir
Singing a song
And ringing a gong
Adorned in resplendent attire

All things return to thee
A chorus of trees like echoes in rows
Serpentine smiles and eyes all aglow
Confessions and screams before the Fall
The smallest of things
Speak clеarest of all

On the third day therе was silence
We watched the moon rise beside us
Dreamed a new age and a new dawn
Opened our eyes
And our wounds were gone
All things return to thee
 
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Backworld grew out of the World Serpent apocalyptic folk scene in London, combining traditional English folk, experimental and minimalist classical with fin de siècle mysticism.
Founder Joseph Budenholzer’s collaborators include Antony Hegarty (Anohni), Little Annie, Lydia Lunch, Isobel Campbell, Jarboe, David Tibet, Michael Cashmore, Drew McDowall, Maya Hardinge, and Ridge Theater.