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HOUSE OF STONE



House of Stone is a story told in six parts. The debut release, "House of Stone" serves as the overture for the narrative with five volumes of music, "Deaths I-V" serving as chapters of the saga.





CHARACTERS
BLACK SISTER

In age, she is the oldest sibling of the five by the same father. Their father laid down with the black sister when she was a child. She is the mother of the First Born, but has kept this a secret all of her life. The father is slain and his body burned atop a pyre. The burning is the first of its kind as forefathers were embalmed and buried whole. After mourners leave, she covers her skin with his ashes in mourning. She loved her father. He was her god. She hates her brother, the Second Sun for what he has done. Now, she is godless, fatherless, directionless and seeks only to look after her brother and son, the First Born until she can lay down and die beside her father.

LITTLE BROTHER

Born of a different mother, but of the same father as First and Second. Born homosexual. Because of his orientation, he is beaten by his father. He is cast out in his adolescence. Spends twenty years roaming the earth as a vagrant, prostituting himself for change. He discovers a lust for blood and death of the lovers he takes. Never knew his mother. As a young boy, his father ordered him to kill the first boy he fell in love with.

FIRST BORN

The oldest son of the father. Groomed, reared and raised to assume the throne. Trained to kill. He was beaten and whipped to make his body and mind strong. He became mute at the age of sixteen. Born a hermaphrodite. Does not want any of the responsibilities of the throne. He defers to his younger brother, Second Sun. He is feared by all, but depends on his brother, Second Sun for leadership.

SECOND SUN

Born by a different mother, but of the same father. Has a major inferiority complex. Very intelligent. Idealistic. His mother commits suicide when he is a teenager. Her death sends him over the brink, and he tries to kill himself with a .22. First Born saves his life. From the age of eighteen onward, he develops and exhibits a second personality, one who he relies on for guidance and reason. He develops his manifesto and plans to reform and resurrect his country and all that he believes it should be. He depends on his first-born brother for strength.

BLUE SISTER

The youngest child of the father. At the age of 9, her father tried to force intercourse on her, and when she resisted, he scarred her face with his knife, burning her right cheek, and cutting off her nose, so that no man would want her. Veiled in blue, she ran away from home by the cover of night. After twenty years, and with the death of the father, the Blue Sister returns, having forgiven him, and believes in the revival and resurrection of her country, in spite of what her father had done to her.

SYNOPSIS



Initially, House of Stone is not set in any time period, nor does it find itself rooted in any place or culture, though, many references have been made implying that this place and its people belong to a future America, broken and reduced to a city-state located in the desert. The story begins with the death of the father, at the hands of his first-born son. For seven years, the Second Sun has plotted for his own ascension to his father’s throne. Their kingdom, a once great and feared nation, has gradually been reduced to a withering city-state whose land has been sold off, traded away, and her people demoralized by the outside World Union.

The kingdom is the last of its kind, a symbol of old-world ideas and place controlled by fear and acts of violence. The First Born and Second Sun are a co-dependent brotherhood in which one fulfills the needs of the other. Second Sun defers to First Born for brute strength and action. First Born defers to Second Sun for tactics, leadership, and will. The two brothers formed their allegiance to one another as adolescents, when Second Sun tried to take his own life and was saved by his brother, First Born. It was during this moment of trauma, that the Second Sun developed a second personality; a god-complex self which then fostered the weaker, more volatile Second Sun in the development of a new vision and destiny for himself and his country.

It is with this surrogate daughter, that he begins to speak again. The only other person who knows of this child, is the Black Sister, who watches over the well-being of her brother and son, First Born. She resolves to keep the child a secret from Second Sun. Both First Born and the Black Sister are loyal members of their house and have served their father up until his death. Now, they both begin to look inward, in an attempt to decipher and untangle the complex web of conflicting emotions as their fate unfolds before them.

During this time, news of their exploits spreads across the land and oceans, inevitably attracting the attention of the World Union, and also, the long lost Little Brother, third son of the father, cast out years ago to wander the land as a vagrant of shame and self-loathing. As tensions build due to failed acts of diplomacy by the WU, Little Brother returns home, his intentions unclear to him, but his unsavory lust dictating his actions all the while. He comes to his brothers only after talking with the Black Sister one night, and deciding to help them in their efforts to rebuild their country.

Hearing of her father’s death, the Blue Sister, youngest of the five also returns home. When she was a child, her father scared her face out of spite, when she would not submit to his intent to father a child by her. Under cover of darkness, she ran from home, and for twenty two years, travelled the earth, bottling her tears for the day when she could water the flowers on her fathers grave.

As an impending sense of doom grows, each sibling comes to terms with their suffering, seeking atonement, salvation, redemption, freedom, and death through their shared sense of fatalism.



DEATH I



Death I begins with the murder of the Father at the hands of his First Born and Second Sun. A plot years in the making is now enacted as the First Born slits his father’ throat with the ceremonial knife that was given to him on his thirteenth birthday. In the wake of his murder, the two brothers immediately begin the master plan of Second Sun to reclaim the land that was taken from them, and rebuild and resurrect their empire to the glory and power of its former state.

WATCH DEATH I



DEATH II



House of Stone: Death II resumes with The First Born and his elite warriors, the Hodogheh, crossing over their borders into the territory of a neighboring clan. The House of Stone begins their campaign to reclaim lands that were given away by their father to the Vergebian Union of Territories. In the aftermath of a brutal attack on a neighboring city, the First Born discovers a small girl of two years hiding in the ashes of her dead home. First Born takes the girl back with him and secretly raises the child as his own. He never knew his mother, and in his yearnings to have known her, becomes the mother of his dreams for this small child.

WATCH DEATH II



DEATH III



House of Stone: Death III resumes with the introduction of the third son, the Little Brother who returns home upon learning of his father's death. He was cast out as a child when his father found him with another boy. Because of this, he was made to drown his first love, thus, in his father's mind, he drowned the unholy lust that had found seed in his young heart.
This moment in the boy's life marked his fate, and in his years of wandering the plains, he found love in the death of the lovers he took, ashamed of what he could not control.
The Black Sister is awakened to find her youngest brother sitting in her room. As a child, he confided in her and now, he begins to speak with her again, this time, revealing the murderous legacy he had begun to write for himself.
Upon the return of the Little Brother, the Vergebian Union received the severed head in the court of their council. The head belonged to one of the 77 High Vergebians. A fatal mistake. The Vergebians dispatched their legions to destroy the House of Stone, sending along their general, one of the 77 High Vergebians, Vagus.
The Black Sister learns of this and becomes terrified, knowing of Vagus' reputation as an undefeated warrior. As the Vergebians advance, the First Born, Black Sister Little Brother and Second Sun prepare for the confrontation.

WATCH DEATH III



Morgan Sorne is a multi-disciplinary, award-winning prolific visual artist, musician, actor and filmmaker, boasting an unparalleled vocal range with perfect pitch. He brings listeners to tears with his hypnotic angelic falsetto, and has churned crowds into a writhing frenzy with his bone-rattling dynamicism and range.


Sorne has been featured in Rolling Stone magazine’s top 50 finds at South By Southwest in 2015 and Art in America for the 2009 Texas Biennial. He has performed and shown his work at some of the most prestigious venues in America and Europe, winning over the hearts and minds of audiences at Art Basel Miami, Irving Plaza in New York and the legendary Fillmore Theatre in San Francisco.


A Rock N’ Roll Hall of Famer in the making, SORNE’s meteoric success has truly made him one to watch. He is destined for the world stage.


At the age of twenty-three, and within the first six months of relocating to Austin, he was one of the youngest emerging artists to represent contemporary art in Texas, chosen by Art in America for the Texas Biennial. He was one of sixty-three selected artists, beating out thousands of submissions by mid-career and veteran artists.


Having performed on the stage since the age of three, Morgan has passionately pursued his career at all levels, earning a BFA in studio art, and has achieved the critical acclaim of noteworthy musicians and creative titans of the performing arts. To date, he has received Avant Garde Artist of the Year by the Austin Music Awards, successfully funded and fulfilled a Kickstarter for his epic, six-album opera, House of Stone and was invited to perform at Art Basel in Miami.


In addition to his impressive live performances, SORNE has produced, directed, written and starred in multiple short films, including the critically acclaimed, “Children of the Black Mountain” which he filmed with a small crew in the deserts of West Texas.



Children of the Black Mountain

He is currently illustrating a 200-page graphic novel with actor, poet and musician Saul Williams entitled "Martyr Loser King" to be released internationally through First:Second Books in 2019.




CV


EDUCATION


2006   BFA, Studio Art, Florida State University Tallahassee, FL


RECOGNITION


2013   Avant Garde Artist of the Year, Austin Music Awards

2013   NPR "7 to Watch"

2009   Featured Artist, 2009 Texas Biennial




SELECTED EXHIBITIONS / PERFORMANCES


2016   Cordesa Fine Art, Los Angeles, CA

2016   PYO Gallery, Los Angeles, CA

2015   Hall Barnett Gallery, New Orleans, LA

2015   Yerba Buena Performing Arts, San Francisco, CA

2014   "Songs From the House of Stone" - Solo Exhibition, G Gallery, Houston, TX

2013   Art Basel, Courtesy of Chandran Gallery, Miami, FL

2012   Art Night - The Jones Center, Austin, TX

2012   Display Gallery, Gainesville, FL

2011   2011 Texas Biennial - Farm 2 Market Arts, Lubbock, TX

2011   Mexican American Cultural Arts Center, Austin, TX

2011   Nave Museum, Victoria, Texas

2011   "H2H Houston to Hyderabad" - Muse Gallery, Hyderabad, India

2011   Mad is Mad Gallery, Madrid, Spain

2011   "Quick Draw" - G Gallery, Houston, TX

2010   "Musical Chairs" - Curated by Aimee Friberg, Magic Carpet Gallery, San Francisco, CA

2010   Art Outside Fair - Curated by Travis Rice, Apache Pass, TX

2009   2009 Texas Biennial - Curated by Michael Duncan of Art in America, Austin, TX

2009   "News from Nowhere" - Good Children Gallery, New Orleans, LA

2009   "Ghostsongs" - Pump Projects, Austin, TX

2008   "One Someone Anyone" - Galleri Urbane, Marfa, TX

2007   "Time for Change" - 621 Gallery, Tallahassee, FL

2007   Red Door Gallery, Tallahassee, FL

2006   Museum of Fine Arts, Tallahassee, FL

“In the 45 years I have lived in LA, it’s the best thing I have ever seen.”
-Jay Levine, Founder of LA Weekly



"It's as if Freddie Mercury, David Byrne, an early David Bowie, Afrika Bambaataa, and the Cure's Robert Smith had gotten together and had a baby. He (Morgan Sorne) is an enigma, chanting like an ancient tribesman, stomping like he's dancing for rain, and whirling like a helicopter, while his voice scales the ranges of the mesmerizing and hypnotic, to almost unnaturally Edith Piaf high notes."
-Stephen Macmillan Moser of Austin Chronicle



“Nonconformist in nature, brilliant in execution. This is absolutely phenomenal in every sense of the word. Music cannot get more unique and authentic as this.”
-Sputnik Music



SELECTED PRESS

RollingStone Magazine - 50 Best Things We Saw At SXSW

Juxtapose - Art Basel Miami

Austin Chronicle Music Awards - Avant Garde Artist of the Year

The Daily Dot - The Mythic Universe of SORNE

Newfound - A Constant State of Awe
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"It's as if Freddie Mercury, David Byrne, an early David Bowie, Afrika Bambaataa, and the Cure's Robert Smith had gotten together and had a baby. He (Morgan Sorne) is an enigma, chanting like an ancient tribesman, stomping like he's dancing for rain, and whirling like a helicopter, while his voice scales the ranges of the mesmerizing and hypnotic, to almost unnaturally Edith Piaf high notes."

Stephen Macmillan Moser of Austin Chronicle

"SORNE sounds of the future gawking at you with a gaping mouth, fearlessly and enveloped in mysticism. They will make you lose your mind."

Red River Noise

"A wonderful brand of twisted, deeply textured abstract pop. Sonically and conceptually it reaches beyond genre definition."

Bowlegs Music

"Nonconformist in nature, brilliant in execution. This is absolutely phenomenal in every sense of the word. Music cannot get more unique and authentic as this."

Sputnik Music

"A conceptual, wide screen epic that unfolds in shivering awe."

Doug Freeman of the Austin Chronicle

"Echoes of Tv on the Radios ghostly pop."

San Franciscos Bold Italic

"Sounds like Anthony and the Johnsons inhabiting the more esoteric realms of the Mars Volta."

Austin Powell of the Austin Chronicle

"Somewhere in the same realm as Yeasayers psychedelic pop."

Austin 360

"I definitely recommend going to the show and witnessing the otherworldly artistic performance for yourself."

OVRLD

"Theatrical creativity at its finest. This one deserves your complete attention."

Austin Music Weekly

"Completely blown away."

Peel Post







HOUSE OF STONE



House of Stone is a story told in six parts. The debut release, "House of Stone" serves as the overture for the narrative with five volumes of music, "Deaths I-V" serving as chapters of the saga.





CHARACTERS
BLACK SISTER

In age, she is the oldest sibling of the five by the same father. Their father laid down with the black sister when she was a child. She is the mother of the First Born, but has kept this a secret all of her life. The father is slain and his body burned atop a pyre. The burning is the first of its kind as forefathers were embalmed and buried whole. After mourners leave, she covers her skin with his ashes in mourning. She loved her father. He was her god. She hates her brother, the Second Sun for what he has done. Now, she is godless, fatherless, directionless and seeks only to look after her brother and son, the First Born until she can lay down and die beside her father.

LITTLE BROTHER

Born of a different mother, but of the same father as First and Second. Born homosexual. Because of his orientation, he is beaten by his father. He is cast out in his adolescence. Spends twenty years roaming the earth as a vagrant, prostituting himself for change. He discovers a lust for blood and death of the lovers he takes. Never knew his mother. As a young boy, his father ordered him to kill the first boy he fell in love with.

FIRST BORN

The oldest son of the father. Groomed, reared and raised to assume the throne. Trained to kill. He was beaten and whipped to make his body and mind strong. He became mute at the age of sixteen. Born a hermaphrodite. Does not want any of the responsibilities of the throne. He defers to his younger brother, Second Sun. He is feared by all, but depends on his brother, Second Sun for leadership.

SECOND SUN

Born by a different mother, but of the same father. Has a major inferiority complex. Very intelligent. Idealistic. His mother commits suicide when he is a teenager. Her death sends him over the brink, and he tries to kill himself with a .22. First Born saves his life. From the age of eighteen onward, he develops and exhibits a second personality, one who he relies on for guidance and reason. He develops his manifesto and plans to reform and resurrect his country and all that he believes it should be. He depends on his first-born brother for strength.

BLUE SISTER

The youngest child of the father. At the age of 9, her father tried to force intercourse on her, and when she resisted, he scarred her face with his knife, burning her right cheek, and cutting off her nose, so that no man would want her. Veiled in blue, she ran away from home by the cover of night. After twenty years, and with the death of the father, the Blue Sister returns, having forgiven him, and believes in the revival and resurrection of her country, in spite of what her father had done to her.

SYNOPSIS



Initially, House of Stone is not set in any time period, nor does it find itself rooted in any place or culture, though, many references have been made implying that this place and its people belong to a future America, broken and reduced to a city-state located in the desert. The story begins with the death of the father, at the hands of his first-born son. For seven years, the Second Sun has plotted for his own ascension to his father’s throne. Their kingdom, a once great and feared nation, has gradually been reduced to a withering city-state whose land has been sold off, traded away, and her people demoralized by the outside World Union.

The kingdom is the last of its kind, a symbol of old-world ideas and place controlled by fear and acts of violence. The First Born and Second Sun are a co-dependent brotherhood in which one fulfills the needs of the other. Second Sun defers to First Born for brute strength and action. First Born defers to Second Sun for tactics, leadership, and will. The two brothers formed their allegiance to one another as adolescents, when Second Sun tried to take his own life and was saved by his brother, First Born. It was during this moment of trauma, that the Second Sun developed a second personality; a god-complex self which then fostered the weaker, more volatile Second Sun in the development of a new vision and destiny for himself and his country.

It is with this surrogate daughter, that he begins to speak again. The only other person who knows of this child, is the Black Sister, who watches over the well-being of her brother and son, First Born. She resolves to keep the child a secret from Second Sun. Both First Born and the Black Sister are loyal members of their house and have served their father up until his death. Now, they both begin to look inward, in an attempt to decipher and untangle the complex web of conflicting emotions as their fate unfolds before them.

During this time, news of their exploits spreads across the land and oceans, inevitably attracting the attention of the World Union, and also, the long lost Little Brother, third son of the father, cast out years ago to wander the land as a vagrant of shame and self-loathing. As tensions build due to failed acts of diplomacy by the WU, Little Brother returns home, his intentions unclear to him, but his unsavory lust dictating his actions all the while. He comes to his brothers only after talking with the Black Sister one night, and deciding to help them in their efforts to rebuild their country.

Hearing of her father’s death, the Blue Sister, youngest of the five also returns home. When she was a child, her father scared her face out of spite, when she would not submit to his intent to father a child by her. Under cover of darkness, she ran from home, and for twenty two years, travelled the earth, bottling her tears for the day when she could water the flowers on her fathers grave.

As an impending sense of doom grows, each sibling comes to terms with their suffering, seeking atonement, salvation, redemption, freedom, and death through their shared sense of fatalism.



DEATH I



Death I begins with the murder of the Father at the hands of his First Born and Second Sun. A plot years in the making is now enacted as the First Born slits his father’ throat with the ceremonial knife that was given to him on his thirteenth birthday. In the wake of his murder, the two brothers immediately begin the master plan of Second Sun to reclaim the land that was taken from them, and rebuild and resurrect their empire to the glory and power of its former state.

WATCH DEATH I



DEATH II



House of Stone: Death II resumes with The First Born and his elite warriors, the Hodogheh, crossing over their borders into the territory of a neighboring clan. The House of Stone begins their campaign to reclaim lands that were given away by their father to the Vergebian Union of Territories. In the aftermath of a brutal attack on a neighboring city, the First Born discovers a small girl of two years hiding in the ashes of her dead home. First Born takes the girl back with him and secretly raises the child as his own. He never knew his mother, and in his yearnings to have known her, becomes the mother of his dreams for this small child.

WATCH DEATH II



DEATH III



House of Stone: Death III resumes with the introduction of the third son, the Little Brother who returns home upon learning of his father's death. He was cast out as a child when his father found him with another boy. Because of this, he was made to drown his first love, thus, in his father's mind, he drowned the unholy lust that had found seed in his young heart.
This moment in the boy's life marked his fate, and in his years of wandering the plains, he found love in the death of the lovers he took, ashamed of what he could not control.
The Black Sister is awakened to find her youngest brother sitting in her room. As a child, he confided in her and now, he begins to speak with her again, this time, revealing the murderous legacy he had begun to write for himself.
Upon the return of the Little Brother, the Vergebian Union received the severed head in the court of their council. The head belonged to one of the 77 High Vergebians. A fatal mistake. The Vergebians dispatched their legions to destroy the House of Stone, sending along their general, one of the 77 High Vergebians, Vagus.
The Black Sister learns of this and becomes terrified, knowing of Vagus' reputation as an undefeated warrior. As the Vergebians advance, the First Born, Black Sister Little Brother and Second Sun prepare for the confrontation.

WATCH DEATH III



DEAD DESERT

The air is sour
the light grows dimmer
the road grows harder
this life has lied to me
of all things measured pure
and of my own divinity
as time wears on
i find that I am scared
an angst inside of me
for what Ive done
for what we are
for what we cant stop
hes gone now
its ours
he deserved every cut
every cut
and now its yours
its always been yours

OVERTONES

Far to the north
far to the north
over the mountains
over the plains
lives a family of five
struggling violently to survive
Im mute
Im insane
Im gay
Im godless
Im frightened
we are
the sacred and profane
lift your hands and bow to my father
he will burn your sins on the altar
what is weak? what is strong?
fuck your rights and fuck all your wrongs
ten thousand years of beating our child
hiding bruises whose pollution grows wild
sucking air feeding this dream
were down on our knees
waiting for the day when the bodies of our debt
will rise and rip you from your cross
from the smoke and the fog
of your name
the sun has come and killed the father
and nailed his god upon the altar
we are the sun and we are the father
for we will kill everything that we honor
in this house of stone

HOLY

holyholyholyholyholy
holyholyholyholyholy
holyholyholyholyholy
holyholyholyholyholy
holyholyholyholyholy

RITE AND REIGN

I can't believe my eyes
I can't believe my eyes
when will your laughter shed its light on broken grounds?
When will your laughter shed its light on me?
hahaha
hahaha
hahaha
oh my god

FIRST BORN

We are the last
of our tribe
of our name
hungry wolves
westward bound
weve shed our locks of love and rage
laying bone-naked in the sun-soaked
liberty of a numb and
desperate minimum wage
I kill without question
its easier that way
cloaked in thorns
nervously gnawing
on my shame and suffering
trained to kill
everything
what have I done?
I slit my fathers throat
with the knife that he gave to me
and the promise of his throne
what have I become?
I tried to be a man
I cover my skin
with paint and blood
and kill upon command
what have I done?
my mind is my tomb
Ive given my thone to my next of kin
as I wait here in my room
I want to evolve
Ill suffer in secret its easier that way
its easier that way

ONE-EYED KING

in the night
I dream of dying
in the night I see the lightning
in my sleep I hear the calling
in his wake the Sun is rising

and I will be!
And I will be!
And I will be!
Your Leader!
And all will know the ageless name that will remain
we are the one-eyed king
we are the sun
that brings
death from above
sweet dreams
we are the one-eyed king
now I see
brother's keeper

EAT YOUR YOUNG

house of stone
grief of greed
pentameccagon
feed my need
all for one
none for all
all in vein
silent fall
strip down
man up
suck in
bite hard
hold in
don't cry
yes sir!
Shut your mouth
and eat your young
when I was thirteen years old
my father gave me a gun
my father gave me his knife
my father told me to run
into a starlit valley
to find the place of their sleep
and bring back their severed heads
and bring back their severed feet
my father trained me to kill
and beat me hard to be strong
and hid that I was born with
the sex of a boy and a girl
when I turned sixteen years old
I uttered nary a word
and was known as the mute prince
who brought down swift death from above
manifest destiny
first-born sun
king supreme
scars of strength
alpha seed
dog-eat-dog
paternity
cycle of
suicide
god-hardened heart
beat your child
with the books
of the dead
all is well
take your place and eat your young

BLOOD AND WATER

in my dreams I
can walk on water
and by the night
I fly above the raging water
and clutch the key
by which I see
a place of peace
so scared to feel this
pain as I wake from this sweet dream
light as it grows deep within me
blood as it flows from a black sea
oh my star of light please protect me

so unable
to maintain this
a heavy iron mask of age old
myth and fable
I wish I knew you
beloved mother
and In my dreams I wash your feet with blood and water
and clutch the key
by which I see
a place of peace
so scared to feel this
pain as I wake from this sweet dream
light as it grows deep within me
blood as it flows from a black sea
oh my star of light please protect me

ALL IS FALLING

now I see
all is falling
all will fall
as we grow
to the sky
all will die
all will fall

ATMOSPHERE OF SKY

oh my star
of light
and blue
you are
my light
and life
this night
oh my god
I died
and shed
my skin
this night
my life
is skin

WHITE WALL WASTELAND

i will rise up like a thunderbird
i will scorch the sky with fire
eyes rolled back
and mouth wide open
one fell swoop
i will burn down this
W H I T E W A L L W A S T E L A N D
oh sweet death
give birth to beauty
oh sweet death
scythe of fury
oh swing low
sweep your mercy
over wounded weakened landscapes
may we be your waves of fury
one by one we will burn down this
W H I T E W A L L W A S T E L A N D
one by one we will light up the candles in our humble hands
one by one we will raise up the colors of our golden clan
one by one we will cut out the cancer cells of man
one by one we will burn down this
W H I T E W A L L W A S T E L A N D

OMNIPOTENT

Seven highways
stretch out straight
from my pride and from my hate
seven highways stretch out across the land
going nowhere going nowhere
seven highways stretch out straight
from my house and from my name
seven highways stretch out across the land
going nowhere going nowhere going nowhere going...
America!
I know you
filled with blood eyes of blue
America!
I love you
come clean with me
please come true
My Jericho!
I loathe you
as your sun
I owe you
My Fatherland!
I now rule
king supreme
I have a dream

UNNAMED

GUT SHOT SOLDIER

i silently wander
through what remains
and feel the chill of a light ashen rain
beautiful boy
peace has released you
from grief and joy
gut shot soldier
no one hears you when you fall
gut shot soldier
you remain nameless after all
precious boy
in a tattered costume stitched from the remains
of ancient countries
and ancient warriors unknown and unnamed
gut shot soldier
no one hears you when you fall
gut shot soldier
you remain nameless after all

ANGEL OF DEATH

i recall you
angel of death
passing over
and consuming my kin
i tried to hid from you
angel of death
but you found me
in the rubble and ruin
i tried to evade you
angel of death
but you found me
in the house you tore down
please don't eat me alive
like you ate my mother
angel of death
you lifted me up
from my hiding place
with your hand on my throat
through the ice of your eyes
i could see your pain
as it seeped through the cracks
and poured down your face
as you drew me in closer
i could feel your
silent heart cry
merciful golden warrior
i remember how you held me
tenderly like a mother
as the rain fall washed away the ashes
i clung to you
as we took flight
please don't eat me alive
like you ate my mother
please don't eat me alive
like you ate my father

SECOND SUN

And ye shall succumb
to the sleep of eternity
as the Second Sun
Ill become your chosen one
I can taste the marrow of your bones
with every breath
as I drown the sound of your death
out of my head
for I shall come and rescue our name
through vengeful grace
your world of pillars
bricks and bones will crumble
into the night
this is my time
to cleanse our land of your pagan reign
and lead us into a golden age
to resurrect and uphold the names
of honored fathers who paved the way
I cleanse us of the soot of your sin
and part the sea of the shame were in
Ill never ever give up my truth
Ill never ever give it back to you
and I have a
WHOOOO!
vivid erection
and I have a big imagination
and so I take my throne
eyes of light
all is well

FRAGILE FRAME

oh father
when i was a boy
i tried to stop you
from beating on my brother
who had failed to please
you
i trembled as i faced you
and stood against your will
oh father how i hate you
oh father
hit me again

? ! A L L I S W E L L ! ?

fragile fractured frame
now i stand split in two
a house of cards divided
whose life was shunned by you
but now i hold the scepter
and i have heard the call
to mend my broken family
and take back our land
once and for all

now i have
drawn the line with
the blood of my abuser
and you will bow before us
every day to the end of time

BLACK SISTER

brother son
you will never know my name
or how i gave birth to you
in this palace of the plains
among the mountains
upon the veins
and by the father
of our great and sacred name
father dear
i still hold the leaves of the fields
where your trees yet bear their fruit
as you smolder upon the fire
and with your passing
i hold your fire
and cover my flesh
in the soot of your sacred skin
first born son
how i wish to braid your hair
and hold you as my child in a safe and peaceful place
far away from our sacred name

BLOODSTAR

the bloodstar
is rising inside of me
i see through eyes of ash and rain
when you took your life
i broke my brain
in two
and ascended
renewed and resurrected
the blood star is rising inside of me
brother
revived me from the sleep
of death
of bullet wounds and broken dreams
father
you left me in the shadow of
the sun
your precious first born chosen one
and overlooked and undersold and overspent and over controlled and undermined the legacy the sacred name the destiny and failed to see the rising of
the blood star that rises inside of me
i want my mommy
the blood star is rising inside of me

SILENT FALL

Silent silent silent fall
nothing sacred exists at all
say goodbye to the mountain side
say goodbye to the lions cry
say goodbye to the trees and the breeze
of the ancient ancient ancient days
and with soot-covered crystal eyes
she leapt out upon silver skies
and I wept for my mothers fragility
fading gently with the rain
silent silent silent fall
nothing sacred exists at all
and I wish dearly to believe
that the cloth of your corpse is real
and that youll ascend from the sand
and save me from their pagan hands
oh how I want my mother this night
stripped bare and alive
silent silent silent fall
nothing sacred exists at all

ALIVE

i am your third son
you named me serpent
and cast me out
i slipped into a sea
of blood and bones and love and lust
you called my love a lie
and for thirty years
I choked that love to death
you called me evil
and you turned your back on me
but this feels like i am so alive

VERGEBENS

we have gone too far
we have crossed a line and can’t turn back
i can feel them coming
tremors of our fate beneath my feet
time is a circle
growing smaller and the hour is late
our kingdom is lost
the war is waged, we fired the first shot

oh foolish children!
playing mindless games with broken brains
you have wakened a monster
you know nothing of what you have ordained
now death is our master
he will stretch out his hand
and erase our name
the sweat of our fathers
all hope for a golden future
is in vain

all in vain
all in vain
all in vain
iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

i keep dreaming
of free-falling
into darkness
trails of tears follow me
i can not believe this
our house of stone will wash away
i cannot believe this
your house of cards will fall away
i cannot believe this
our house of stone will wash away

LITTLE BROTHER

i am your third son
you named me serpent
and cast me out
i slipped into a sea
of blood and bones and love and lust
you called my love a lie
and for thirty years
I choked that love to death
you called me evil
and you turned your back on me
but this feels like i am so alive
when i was a boy
i fell in love with a boy
when i was a boy

it felt so good inside of me
when you found and favored me
sacred healing of my need
make me bleed

i recall the way you felt
in my youth i found your breath
and burst alive
as silverlight
upon the soothing rain
of night

but i was taught to fear
and kill you
in my heart i seek your skin
this night

when i was a boy
i was driven away
to roam the roads of america
in search of a love that was real

oh i love him

in my dreams you ascend from the sea
of broken bones and blood-stained sheets
we heal our scars by the salt of our tears
and lay our sex in the grace of the night
and we fly by the starlight

CANDLE LIT CANNIBAL

in here it's so bright and clear
full moon rise and light my skin
sister i must confide
in the grace of your quiet mind
for i am alive and aligned
as the blood soaks through
the sheets of death by candle light
and consumes my lover's breath of life
and inhales his spirit's final sigh
and denies him of the afterlife

oh my eldest sister
please help me exorcise this
demon

you were the mother
that i never had
you washed the wounds
given to me by our dad

now he's gone
and i am lost
in the shame of my cursed name
as my hungry ghost
consumes the victims of my lust

in a desperate dance in which i must
feed the need as my soul turns to rust
and grows darker like the day to dusk
oh my eldest sister
please heal me
set me free from this
demon

ELOI! ELOI!

do you remember
how i ran away from home
to find my way
can you recall
how you taught
me to drown the bird
i found one day
i can remember
how you looked at me
in spite of all the tears
i cried in your name
i can recall
the whispered words
of the fragile boy
that i drowned on that day

this is a part of me
this is a part of me
why do you hate me
lama sabachtani
this is a part of me
this is a part of me
dad please embrace me
lama sabachtani
eloi eloi
lama sabachtani

my god my god
what do you hate in me
i am just another person looking for love
but i am denied
a seat at your table
i am the homeless
the evil
your shaman of snakes

this is a part of me
why do you hate me
lama sabachtani
this is a part of me
dad please embrace me
lama sabachtani
eloi eloi
lama sabachtani

please embrace me
please just hold me
this is a part of me
dad please embrace me
lama sabachtani
eloi eloi

COYOTE

God bless you
my blue coyote
with your lonesome drunken howl
death spared you from doom
my lovely lonely blue and broken boy
you oh you were true
and were right the night you tried to take your life
with your gun you cried
save woah woah woah!
oh oh oh oh dearest friend
the night has not gone
just yet
blue dawn is blooming as it breaks
as it grows and as it flows across the land
across our lives
and sheds its light
and if it be our lot to die then die we shall
come what may
upon desert plains of vacant loves we say
save me woah woah woah!
save me

SOLACE

when i was younger
you left this place

little sister,
child of grace

you were my healer
the one who cared

i found you wounded
trembling, scared

and as i helped you
leave our land/home

i lost the will to speak
and turned my heart to stone

now i have a daughter
my chance to feel again

i'll love and protect her
and save her as i should have you

DUST TO DUST

from my tower i can see
legionnaires from the sea

singing of holocaust
ash to ash dust to dust

slowly floating up and onward
toward the edge of destiny

numbly fumbling through the motions
served in silence for the king

in the wind i feel the omens
as they circle over me

took too much
no way out
only through
dust to dust

oh my star
shed light
on hallowed ground
tonight
guide my knife
as I
fight for life

ANCIENT OF DAYS

Came to me
in the dead of a pagan night
with tidings of a boy
in the name of a god
came in me
at the end of a pagan age
with tidings of the end
of an ancient reign
brother dear
in the spite of your angry zeal
you killed our father here
in the name of a god
godless I
see the end of the ageless days
and search our land in vain
for a hiding place
I saw you in my sleep
Ancient of Days
Beautiful like
tears of rain
and dangerous
black mountain pain
I hear your voice inside my eyes
and so I travel north to my fathers grave
to stand beside the boy with the name of a god
brother dear in the night of this pagan day
I shall defend our name
for the sake of your god
father I
hear your voice
calling me home

MILLION MAN MARCH

OH MY GOD

i lay my flowers at your feet
and prayed and wept in true belief

i walked alone by candle light
through frightful shadows of the night

and by my tears i sound the chord
to lift my heart cry on and toward

the only home i’ve ever known
my great unstable house of stone

Oh my god oh my god

and with the setting of your star
i tenderly release

my veil of shame upon the fire
and your power over me

father with love i set you free
and reclaim the name i gave away to thee

Oh my god oh my god

OH OH OH

Silver soldier
blue and golden
growing older
growing colder
feels the landslide rolling over
baby bones and
ancient thunder
then the starlight
ate my mother
swept the landside
white with dead light
I hear the voices of the ageless
huge and faceless
dark and graceless
ohohohohohoh
ohohohohohohoh
ohohohohohoh
ohohohohohohoh
I am a mountain!
I am a mountain!
Im not a human
I am a mountain!
Deep in the distance
echos and phantoms
drink from my fountain
blood of blue howls and
as I grow older
I weep no longer
death is my mother
her will grows stronger
deep in the distance
songs of my fathers
whisper through my mouth
louder and louder
ohohohohohoh
ohohohohohohoh
ohohohohohoh
ohohohohohohoh
now I see
never was
made for you
never was
made for me
now I see
ohohohohohoh
ohohohohohohoh
ohohohohohoh
ohohohohohohoh

STAR OF MERCY

i'm waiting
for my love to come
to find me
today
lay me with you
guild me in gold
peel back my skin
bury my bones

i pray unto a fallen star who long ago was dead
i pray unto a star whose light still shines upon my bed
i pray unto my fallen fathers ghost upon my bed
and lay beside his ashes praying that he rise again
and i'm waiting

for my love to come
to find me today
lay me with him
guild me in gold
peel back my skin
bury my soul

And i’m waiting
bury my soul

HUMBLED HANDS

Racing heart
Been so long for me

Since the day
Last i saw your face

One by one you lit the candles
Whispering don’t be afraid

One by one
You gently mended
open wounds upon my face

Oh
lonesome soldier
Oh
How ive missed you
Oh
I see you
Oh
aching to Speak

Oh
dear brother
Oh
Words fail me
Racing heart
Been so long for me

Since the day
Last i saw your face

One by one you lit the candles
Whispering don’t be afraid

One by one
You gently mended
open wounds upon my face

Oh
lonesome soldier
Oh
How ive missed you
Oh
I see you
Oh
aching to Speak

Oh
Wounded warrior
Oh
Words fail me
Oh
After all these
Oh
lost years and youth and blood and tears

One by one
We will light up
The candles in our
Humbled hands

One by one
We will light up
The darkness
Of our broken land

I want to heal you
And wash your feet

SHAMAN OF SNAKES

I drowned myself
in the river and walked away
down silver canyon trails
to ease the pain
as I take you inside
I will make you bleed
I will sate my need
I wont let you go
I wont let you
NO.
You named me well
the shaman of snakes
your third son, Viedriel
Close your eyes
lay your head back
as I take you inside
Call me evil
GO.
Call me stupid
Ohhh.
Think Im funny?
Yeah?
Go ahead, boy
LAUGH.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
WOAH
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
WOAH
I drowned myself
in the blood
of my lust
close your eyes
take your last breath
as I take you inside.

LONE AND LOST

wounded feet
carry me
through my fears
past my grief

alone and lost
overwhelmed

by the fate at hand
i feel so small

unable
to mend this ruined land

and all I have
are my bottled tears
and my hope to renew
and my faith in me
and my love for you

and i cry
for the sound

of new spring
which will bring

life from death
renewed breath

free from shame
race and name

i was lost
now im found

in my life
i was bound

by the roots
of my pain

numb and running
away

alone and lost
overwhelmed
by the sins of man

I feel so small
unable
To mend this ruined land

and all I have
are my bottled tears
and my hope to renew
and my faith in me
and my love for you

CALL TO ARMS

Rolling thunder
I can hear you
Rolling thunder
I can feel you

No way out
Only through
Oh my god
Please come true

DARKNESS

Night is falling
As i descend into a sea

Of suffocated lovers
Whose bodies still return in my dreams

Now i know my
Salvation Lies beneath their tears

Oh my god I
Hope to finally find favor with thee

No more to say or weep for as I STEP into darkness
In here it feels bright and clear as I walk into darkness

So many wasted years of trying to pull the nails out
Driven through my hands and my feet

Gasping for air as i struggle to breath on the
cross that you built for me

All i ever wanted was to feel your love for me

And be lifted from the depths of my grief

As i gaze upon your shroud now i see
The path to earn your favor with me

No more to say or weep for as I STEP into darkness
In here it feels bright and clear as I walk into darkness

In the night i feel alive and delve into the darkness

GOLDEN DEATH CHANT

I wanted to scream today
but I cant keep time
and I missed my chance
to howl needlessly
at the roots and nails
of your hungry dance
I wanted to save you from
the knife you drew
to pierce his throat
Im feeling overwhelmed
by the sacred signs
that adorn my hands
lupine blue light
rain on me
golden death chant
set me free
oh my star
when will your laughter shed its light
on the broken grounds
of this blue and broken night
can you hear the mantra
of a thousand voices of steel
humming as one
as the prophets had forseen
golden death chant set me free
white skin
eyes closed
with a silent smile
and a golden pledge
to that which never runs
ooooooooooh
rolling thunder
here we go
golden death chant set me free

HOUSE OF STONE

I wont ask for this
I wont ask you for this
I wish I could wash your feet
and heal you
you are my golden star
how great you are
my sacred heart
how beautiful you are
great unstable house of stone
youre all I know
you are
my golden star
how great you are
my sacred heart
how beautiful you are
I wont ask for this
I wont ask you to leave behind your dreams
for the sake of peace
you are my House of Stone
I cling to you
please dont let go
youre all I know
great unstable house of stone
youre all I know
you are
my golden star
how great you are
my sacred heart
how beautiful you are

GIGANTOMACHIA

I am here now
so listen for the last time
listen to my voice
as I call your name
the road is getting darker up ahead
the water is getting higher
I reach out for your hand now
to lead you through the murk
dont lose your smile
and hold me
for we are the sun and we are the one
we are the one we are the one we are the one we are the one
NO ONE EVER TELLS ME NO!
no one ever tells me no
no one ever...
youre so dear to me
I cant go with you
get out while you can
Ill be here watching over you
you were the light for me
you taught me how to speak
when Im gone
sing your song for me
guilded golden chant of death
crown of thorns upon my head
I am First Born
Son and King
and heir to Fathers
reign supreme
and I will fight for you
and I will fight
I will die for you
I will give my life for you
oh my god
goodbye
oh cruel world goodbye
oh my love goodbye
oh my child goodbye

Through nuanced vocal layering and frenetic scrawled pictographs, SORNE investigates the relationships of language, line and sound in the form of what he calls, “Song Drawings”.



Using a vocal range spanning five octaves, SORNE builds ethereal, primal sonic compositions while drawing in a stream-of-consciousness fashion, pulling from the surrounding environments and atmospheres where the performances take place.





















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