1. |
Dust Bowl
02:42
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Don't the rust stain your eyes
Blinking in the iron light
Don't the dust strain your eyes
Fading in the summer night
Rain follows plow
Don't drag us down
Down and out
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2. |
Black Mare
01:43
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Is this blood not enough?
Is this blood not enough?
See the seas swelling up
Across the breeze, venus cup
It's not enough
Is this lust not enough?
Is this lust not enough?
Bridled mare ridden rough
Idle cares on lion's fluff
It's not enough
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3. |
The Apparition
02:06
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Alone in the grotto
Post-high mass
I heard a voice
The decades passed
Don't leave the light on
She'll disappear
I drank the water
I ate the grass
I saw her shimmer
Through aether gas
Don't leave the light on
She'll disappear
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4. |
The Vital Fluid
02:50
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Through the tethered bath
The vibrations pass
On the garden path
Thought I heard them laugh
The body shakes
The body falls
This healing force
Will cure us all
Hold a light up to it
The vital fluid
Drink a draught or two in
The vital fluid
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5. |
Gleam In The Gloom
03:38
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The cracks in the glass
From the lightning flash
The cracks in the glass
From the lightning flash
I once was lost
But now am found
My body was a temple
But the temple burned down
Down to the ground
The gleam in the gloom
From the silent room
The gleam in the gloom
From the silent room
Set darkly, set
Raised hair of the dog
From the chill of the fog
Raised hair of the dog
From the chill of the fog
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6. |
The Penitent Thief
02:58
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The bitter of the rind
Jaws jitter as they grind
Expressions of lost time
Filth pools 'neath the sublime
Their clacking fingers, clicking teeth
And all the power
These trotting hooves and reddened wreaths
Content to cower
The lion and the thorn
Blood for the newly born
What wool left to be shorn?
Moss grows from rime of morn
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7. |
The Trial
02:44
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There's a heart on the scale
And I know it's mine
But I can't recall
Judge thirty-nine
Heavier than lead
Entrails and wine
See whom you bring
Commander of mankind
I unite your limbs
Surround your flesh
I absolve your sins
Give you your rest
Watch the feather rise
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8. |
The Sporting Life
02:09
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In my new machine
British racing green
Seat belts are off
Seat belts are off
Out on the shoulder
Out on my shoulder
Headlights are off
Headlights are off
Into the gutter
I feel it sputter
The sporting life
The sporting life
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9. |
Transfiguration
04:13
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As he speaks the word made flesh
Darkly draws his frozen breath
Shaking with contempt and death
Now you know there's nothing left
From the mast the rope is hung
Lowered to the bottom rung
Facing down with lolling tongue
Can you see what I'll become
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10. |
Brighton Rock
02:19
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Under the old arcade
Under the pier
Under the midnight waves
Frozen with fear
Tequila sunrise
Lashed to this sin
I think the tide
Is coming in
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11. |
Table Bay
03:09
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Off in the distance
We see the hazy light
The phantom ship is drawing near
I wonder what I've done
To bear this hated sight
The waves are churning with fear
A sailor's body falls
We will not see the night
Our day of judgment is here
We won't set foot on land again
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12. |
Seven Years Lost
03:07
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Stood under a lofty tree
Mossy hair caked with oak debris
Stolen up the mountainside
We hear her wail all night
An empty chair of stone
The creak of breaking bone
One limb shed for a limb
Just under the wood and skin
Who is lurking at the feast?
Wither away, wild beast
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13. |
Fire In Water
02:38
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Now these broken hands
Are healed by drops of rain
But I have nothing left to offer
And these lowly cows
Beaten by the hail
Yet still fill with gold the coffer
Her fire and furies sound thunder through the ground
In the storms they'll drown the prophets and the crowns
Now these holy men
Have their new discipline
But we still pray to the goddess
And these fountains flow
Over all we know
Milk made for the meek and modest
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Old King Neptune Brooklyn, New York
Scott Emmer: g,v
Chris M: v,b
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