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letra de howl - she drew the gun

i was there at the birth of infinity
subatomic particles, dark matter couldn’t limit me
blessed at the dawn of sp-ce, time and symmetry
destined to be formed in the belly of divinity
a symphony, of celestial mechanics
asteroid moons pulling tides across granite
a gravity sparked fusion of interstellar parts
exploded in the hearts of long dead stars
i was there when mother earth was just a daughter
came up from the darkness, the life force in the water
crawled out of the ocean in microscopic form
amongst the spiders and scorpions i was born and transformed
all the secrets held in the double helix
waiting in genetic mutations to reveal it’s
most exquisite artistry on the horizon
all the beauty and complexity of consciousness arising

you think that i would run
you think that i would hide
it’s only just begun
and the now is alive in my howl

i was there when the first heart was beating
ape women was walking on the forest floors eating
plant forms from the cosmos, the magic in the spores
vertebrae unarching, marching towards
ice ages, starving in the plains
sparking up fires, carving artworks in the caves
i came though like a spear, clear as the target is
fought wolves and hyenas over animal carcasses
harnessed the power of the shaman and the raven as she sings
yeh we saw the spirit in every thing
i was bound to domains, slaved for the privilege of kings
i prophesied that the poet carried freedom on her wings
you think that i would run
you think that i would hide
it’s only just begun
and the now is alive
i’m your burning sun
i’m your turning tide
its only just begun and the now is alive in my howl

howl, ha howl, howl, howl
i keep it on my wings, love
as ancient as the stars above
and the now is alive

you think that i would run
you think that i would hide
it’s only just begun
and the now is alive

i cast spells in a sisterhood surviving slaughter
in the violent transition to the capitalist order
subordination by class, wealth stolen from from the earth
i’m the seed of all the witches they burned
recognised my body as a site of patriarchal control
reclaimed my self, the one thing they can’t touch is my soul
the whole of history is where my story begins
a moment in time and the birth of all things

- she drew the gun

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