MASTER 5
On Dried Skull and thigh bones, A goat grave horizon With flat feet of hard stone, Rough ashler foundation This is the song of the vertical field, A promising plumb line draped down from the skyline New beacon, lone witness, Base, pillar, pediment, A gauging of charracter, Geometry yields judgement This is the song of the vertical field, A towering implement indicates level With purest precision, this level shall measure Gleming steel arches Chrome eagle perches, all in reflection The problem in question This is the song of the vertival field, The reflection in question, of unsquare detection White orchid, seed’s cycle, Ice lily, glacial still Manx gorse, narcissus, Calla lil’, all blooming once This is the song of the vertical field, Onze upright this field is now fertile and prone With desire put forth for a field, that will flower, One narcissus blooms in this untruthful tower
Of glacial ice, a base of stone A firm foundation for potential One hopeful line, a gesture still Toward higher rationale So lift this hope to vertical And build this pillar sound From this stone true, the tower did raise Fram th’ grace his basis found O’er poured stone core, a silver skin High reflection, this surface takes All seeing eye, a mirror thin Paternal estimation makes Stong character and refined will Shall build this pillar sound With this stone true, the tower did hope For th’ grace his basis found This willful lens, this reflection, A deceithful claim to see No longer square, nor level to The line plumb to the sea His pride gone ill this beacon still Will call this pillar sound With this stone true, the tower did lie To th’ grace his basis found A silver sphere, an aqua pool And the blue sea, deeper black A stone was thrown, horizon cleft The truthful curve reborn The pillar on which pride did rest, That tower lies now level,prone With this stone true, the tower did fall From th’ grace his basis found.
Cre master 5 Written and Directed by Matthew Barney Produced by Barbara Gladstone and Matthew Barney Music Composed by Jonathan Bepler Director of Photography Peter Strietmann
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