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The Furtive Blade
03:59
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you are nothing
set to fall
you are mighty
built the prison walls
i am helpless
underdog
but you will bow
and be in thrall
it's in the blood
where the demons grow
it's in the blood
won't make it thru
you will depart from here
we'll make you disappear
I burn with hatred
you will not make it
you got that devil blood
you are the devil's son
you work with devil's hands
you are the devil's plan
I want to live
where little garden grows
I want to smile
while pale flesh burns below
I am a god
I am serene
A noble cause
A holy means
We are beautiful
You will die
We are god
Say goodnight
Say goodnight
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Wilderness Medicine
04:33
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I see the light
little hearts beat
side be side
I will join the night
the wilderness
open wide
so delicate, so new
in burst and bloom
first words, where petals flew
we are redeemed in bloom
within the stem I am born again
a holy pen, no ink within
we grow
we come to go
against the grain
but with the flow
we fly
into the night
I show my teeth
with tearful eyes
it's love that we never learn
repeat the message -
just goes unheard
It's life - we fail to live
the sun is out
but are sleeping in
(we are sleeping in)
my hands are in the dirt
to put my blade to work
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The Slog
04:18
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A tombstone
where reason lies
a battlefield
inside
come ye holy
and ye profane
discard your loss and gain
the voice of G-d
crushed flower sweet
guts on the outside
raging inside me
little ones
in mother's arms
"lets go down
to the chicken farm" - (Dead Kennedys)
where is the fire?
where is the blood?
where are the angels,
sounding golden horns?
where is the choir?
with mouth of swords?
Where are the trumpets?
Let thy will be done,
all flesh comes undone.
...are we supposed to do it ourselves?
...are we supposed to do it ourselves?
Don't forget he flipped the tables
Don't forget! Don't forget!
[incoherent scream]
Eloi, lama sabachthani?
Eloi, lama sabacthanai?
Oh, father! Why have you forsaken me?
My father! Am I not as I was made?
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5. |
To Hold a Shadow
04:04
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Hold me, with blurry eyes
I am waylaid, by endless night
Hold me, in my decline
Let me kiss you one last time
A moon rise
to carry you
a good night
to be born into
a new world
with new eyes
a sweet home
to leave my flesh behind
But now
I see the signs
I see the holy name written under mine
And I won't be afraid
You'll lick the wounds
I'll keep the days
And I
will let it go
my flowered bones
melting in the snow
and we
we are the same
I'll go before
to light the way
I'll go before
I will light the way
I can feel you
Angels know your name
Burn me up in flame
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Eater of Days
03:12
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I will walk in the dark
I am host to parasites
tell me brother, do you see?
My tiny little guiding light?
Oh! How they writhe!
my little friends on the inside
compel my fealty
and I will waste my life for the
Oh, how they writhe!
my little friends on the inside
Oh! I will bleed
Eat up my years so you can feed
You are the eater of days!
at least it pays
It was a beautiful, golden lie
That little slaves, they could possess their minds
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Holy Wound
04:10
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Upon my flesh a burning seam
From which to birth my sanctity
Upon my soul a frozen brand
I lift it up with rotted hands
to make amends
Now let me breathe it in
unfurl the fire within
Spear wielded - rivers flow
And harrow hell below
and harrow hell below
Weak flesh a shallow sire
all rots and will retire
weak minds hold it close
weak hearts love it most
NO
I will not go
you will not take me
down below
No
Weak voice within
Grasp your blade demon! Make your stand!
Holy wound
all renewed
Holy wound
Get well soon
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Animal Soul
04:07
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Empty head - hollow from the pain
Rotting hand - never held a thing
Sacrificed, burn to nothing soon
Hello hell,
"Goodnight Moon" (Margaret Wise Brown)
I will be big
I will be strong
I eat the flesh
No will to carry on
I hunger
I must feed
You are meat
Let me eat
Come get me out!
Get me out!
Dad, get me out!
GET ME OUT!
You have to die for my new lawn
You have to die for Microsoft
Unruly children never learn!
You have an animal soul.
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I see the fire
Falling
I see the caskets
come round again
I heard the devil
make a sound
I had the bones of shame
rise up to me from underground
I smell the world
Like rotting flesh
I see the stars drip down
from hollow heads
I heard the devil make a sound
He sounded nice
He sounded proud
Worship me!
Worship me!
Wash off your hands
Put on your clothes
Turn off the light
No one will know
I saw him rise
I saw him walk the earth
Radiant, a flower in the sun
I heard the devil, make a sound
He sounded nice
He sounded proud
I heard the devil
I heard the devil Make a sound
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10. |
Waste of Skin
04:21
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[Prologue]:
A ragged corpse, looks below
For ragged eyes. to host a soul
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Holy god
Take root inside of me
I can love
But I cannot feel thee
Little lamb,
why do you hide from me?
Dear ones, let us pray:
I died, in my mom,
little lungs could not hold up
I was raped by my dad
I bled out, no held hand
I will never live my life,
my guts were put on the outside
What am I but a waste of skin?
Why should I be born again?
What am I, but a darkened light?
It keeps me up at night.
What are we, but full of sin?
Why should we be born again?
What are we but life denied?
My guts were put on the outside
Waste of skin
Lord, come again
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Blood Howl Birmingham, Alabama
Disgusting music for a disgusting world.
One man band.
"The riffs say tight jeans but the atmosphere says kill yourself" - Seb Painchaud, nocleansinging.com.
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