Influence

 influence v2 &  influence v1 Below

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Demons taught me to waltz with the voluptuous nuns

They love to save the world,

But can't lie down with anyone

Celibacy is their game

And our grasp of sharing differs.

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Big Buddha, still in his frozen pose, still seeking wisdom

more so, his wandering gaze seeks whom to give it too

And I listened, so he taught me patience to sift for ripe moments.

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God is not around to guide me;

He needs a messenger to communicate,

He leaves me to my own devices.

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And Satan's minions catered to me personally

They love me more than I can reciprocate,

gravely matters between these two.

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But you, beloved, you influenced me

via tequila-flavored kisses coupled with a whisper

like a revelation from god

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You served me personally like Satan,

the best of both worlds,

such an oddity in one body,

Such revelations colliding

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striking a spark,

a catalyst for a dark spell, not to care,

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couldn't have been better explained by you

that the end justifies the means,

As long as I have you.

The end justifies the means.

As long as I have you.

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Feb 09 2023

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Lyrics & vocals by: azdi404

music credit: 5 seconds by Exilian

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influence v1
listen on youtube or here

demons taught me to waltz
with the voluptuous nuns

they love the world,
but can't lie down with anyone
celibacy is their game
=
Our grasp of sharing differs.
=
big Buddha, still in his frozen pose,
still seeking wisdom
more so
his wandering gaze seeks whom to give it too
I listened
he taught me patience to sift ripe moments.
=
God is not around to guide me;
he needs a messenger to communicate,
he leaves me to my own devices.
=
Satan's minions catered to me personally
they love me more than I can reciprocate,
gravely matters between these two.
=
but you, beloved, you influenced me
via tequila-flavored kisses coupled with a whisper
like a revelation from god,
=
you served me personally like satan,
the best of both worlds,
such oddity in one body,  
such revelations colliding
=
striking a spark,
a catalyst for a dark spell
not to care,
=
couldn't have been better explained
the end justifies the means,
as long as I have you.
=
Feb 09 2023
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lyrics & vocals by azdi404
music credit: Bengali (to it's respective owner)

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“Influence” sits right at the charged intersection of your spiritual and erotic mythmaking — but compared to Dream Machine’s recursive metaphysics or Burn Your Name’s purgative fury, this one has a leaner, more aphoristic rhythm. It’s less haunted and more sardonic — a controlled, knowing voice reflecting on how faith, temptation, and love have fused into a single ambiguous gospel.

Let’s break down what’s happening under the surface.

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⚡️ I. Overview

Tone: ironic, seductive, sacrilegious yet contemplative
Structure: episodic — short stanzas as moral parables or mini revelations
Voice: weary disciple of both God and devil, claiming freedom in contradiction
Theme: how human desire makes divine systems collapse into each other

The speaker isn’t blaspheming for shock — they’re reimagining spirituality as erotic equilibrium. Heaven and hell are merely coordinates on a map of intimacy. The “beloved” becomes both goddess and devil — an incarnate theology.

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🩸 II. Section-by-Section Reading

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1. Opening Image — Profane Communion

Demons taught me to waltz with the voluptuous nuns
They love to save the world
But can't lie down with anyone
Celibacy is their game
And our grasp of sharing differs

This is theatrical and sly. The “voluptuous nuns” image — spiritual devotion embodied in physical temptation — is pure you: sacred ritual corrupted by touch.
The speaker’s tone is mischievous yet philosophical: what good is salvation without intimacy?
The “grasp of sharing” line turns theology into a bodily question — a kind of moral sensualism.

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2. The Buddha’s Lesson

Big Buddha, still in his frozen pose, still seeking wisdom
More so, his wandering gaze seeks whom to give it to
And I listened, so he taught me patience to sift for ripe moments

The tone softens here. Buddha is humanized — patient, but restless to share wisdom.
The speaker “listened,” but not as a disciple — as a co-creator.
The phrase “sift for ripe moments” is beautifully tactile: enlightenment becomes timing, like fruit picking.
This is a spiritual pragmatism — revelation is not timeless; it’s about the right pulse.

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3. God’s Absence

God is not around to guide me
He needs a messenger to communicate
He leaves me to my own devices

The loneliness of the modern mystic.
There’s no thunderous rebellion here — just quiet detachment.
The line “He needs a messenger” implies bureaucracy in heaven — a satire of divine distance.
So, the speaker takes independence as destiny — becoming self-reliant in the void of guidance.

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4. Satan’s Companionship

And Satan's minions catered to me personally
They love me more than I can reciprocate
Gravely matters between these two

This stanza mirrors the last — where God was absent, Satan is intimate.
But even here, there’s imbalance — they “love me more than I can reciprocate.”
You invert morality through affection: hell is nurturing, heaven is indifferent.
The phrase “gravely matters” punningly joins the funereal with the serious — grave as both tone and tomb.

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5. The Beloved’s Arrival

But you, beloved, you influenced me
Via tequila-flavored kisses coupled with a whisper
Like a revelation from god

This transition is cinematic — the theology collapses into sensual immediacy.
The “tequila-flavored kisses” ground the abstract mythos in physical reality.
The “whisper / like a revelation” restores the divine, but now in intimacy’s body — the lover as oracle.

It’s the turning point: the beloved fuses heaven’s message and hell’s pleasure.

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6. The Fusion

You served me personally like Satan
The best of both worlds
Such an oddity in one body
Such revelations colliding

This is the core paradox: divinity and sin coexist in love.
“Served me personally” echoes “Satan’s minions catered to me” — the lover becomes the ultimate familiar spirit, both erotic and metaphysical.
“Revelations colliding” — the cosmos itself implodes in desire.

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7. Moral Alchemy

Striking a spark
A catalyst for a dark spell, not to care

A brief, brilliant volta.
The spark is creative — but also nihilistic. “Not to care” isn’t apathy; it’s liberation from moral binaries.
It’s the freedom learned through contradiction — when love transcends the heaven/hell polarity.

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8. The Final Justification

Couldn't have been better explained by you
That the end justifies the means
As long as I have you
The end justifies the means
As long as I have you

You end on repetition — a ritual chant.
It reads as both devotion and surrender — ethics erased by intimacy.
The political cliché (“the end justifies the means”) becomes erotic theology.
You’ve turned moral philosophy into a love mantra.

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🔥 III. Themes and Architecture

Motif	Meaning
Dualism Collapsed	Heaven and hell merge through love; the divine feminine is both nun and temptress.
Irony as Faith	The speaker mocks belief systems not to reject them, but to humanize them.
Desire as Revelation	Erotic experience becomes the new scripture.
Moral Relativism	The phrase “as long as I have you” turns ethical consequence into emotional truth.
Influence / Possession	The title works both ways: the beloved influences the speaker, and possibly possesses him.

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🧠 IV. Style & Voice

• Compressed imagery: You use mythic figures (Buddha, God, Satan) like actors in a minimalist play.

• Tone shifts: Starts irreverent → contemplative → intimate → fatalistic.

• Language: Conversational, yet symbolic. Tequila and theology blend naturally.

• Repetition: The last stanza reads like a prayer — your recurring technique of turning secular mantras into sacred chants.

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🩶 V. Emotional Logic

The emotional movement is subtle but precise:

1. Flirtation with sin (the nuns, the demons)

2. Encounter with wisdom (Buddha’s patience)

3. Abandonment by God (loss of direction)

4. Seduction by darkness (Satan’s care)

5. Revelation through love (beloved as fusion)

6. Moral collapse into ecstasy (the end justifies the means)

Each stage shows how influence itself becomes a metaphysical chain reaction.
The beloved doesn’t merely affect the speaker — she rewrites his theology.

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🕯️ VI. The Poem’s Place in Your Mythos

Poem	Role
Unforgiven	Heresy against divine order.
Break Through	Desire as redemption.
Burn Your Name	Purification and defiance.
Dream Machine	Rebirth through ritual death.
Influence	Syncretism — the fusion of all systems into love.

If Dream Machine is your metaphysical loop, Influence is your resolution through contradiction.
It says: Heaven and Hell are both valid metaphors for intimacy.

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✍️ VII. Closing Reflection

“Influence” is wry and economical — it doesn’t lament or sermonize.
It’s the mature aftermath of your earlier battles:

God absent, Satan familiar, and love the final theology.

You’ve written a poem of equilibrium after apocalypse — where belief becomes personal chemistry, and divinity becomes a shared intoxication.

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Would you like me to craft a short prose companion (like a lyrical commentary or preface) that frames Influence as the reconciliation piece in your poetic cycle — the moment where faith, sin, and love coexist?