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The Railyard
10:11
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Cast out to the land of locusts and serpents / Been set adrift from my celestial current /
Left out in the desert to roam / I said, there is no higher warrant for my soul /
Out where the sunset it doesn’t seem so distant / And even the sky looks cold and unrepentant /
Said I’m a million miles away / Better get on my knees and pray /
I’ve seen the signs /
It’s a whirlwind raving / it’s a bush on fire / it says /
I’m blind /
Just a dead man walking on a real tight wire /
It’s fine / It’s fine /
Seven moons all howling at the wolf’s head shining tonight /
That’s right /
And you won’t hear me praying ‘cause you left me out here to die /
You left me out here to die.
Come lay your body down and join me in this sermon / My soul once heaven bound /
Now bound to be uncertain /
There is room down here in this hole / There is room for five to seven million souls /
So look upon these stained hands and know that they’ve done evil /
I was a free man / a product of the people /
But now that devil he’s taking hold / And I know that I don’t have too far to go /
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2. |
Heathen Fire
08:32
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She moves to the rhythm of the double-edged wind /
Electric witchcraft, she’s scratching on that itch /
Looks like that candle’s burning at one too many ends /
She-she-she carries me away in her flatbed truck /
She’s moving real slow / She got that eerie glow /
She got that warmth for your belly and your weary soul /
I wanna touch / I wanna touch that flame /
Yea, just a brush / Until I forget my name, look /
I stand before you on the thirteenth edge of the circle /
Oh, darling won’t you take my hand and pull me over to the other side /
Just one more step I take / Down on that old path running /
Oh, darling won’t you take my hand and pull me closer to your heathen fire /
Come on over to the edge /
Left foot, right, now send the magpies running /
One step closer to the flame /
Pull me in and keep that heathen fire burning /
She’s got a habit made of cinder / Lives in a castle made of bones /
Don’t need to kindling or no timber / To keep that heathen fire going /
Can I get a fucking witness? / Oh, let me hear you shake and moan /
Activate the phaser now, baby / And keep that heathen fire going /
Now left to fester, it’s disease drifts like smoke between the trees /
That pestilential undertaker, I hear her calling out to me /
She speaks in tongues unknown to man /
A fire with roots in loam and sand /
Just hit the lights, kill the switch, and let her lead you by the hand /
Hey, I feel those shivers going up my spine /
She’s got a thousand limbs and a thousand eyes /
Heel of heresy and devotion’s might /
Speak to me, tell me of the ancient rite /
In the belly of the beast, and I feel alright /
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Apsarial
07:45
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When you came to my window / Without a dreamer’s doubt /
Apsarial says it’s over / And here I am without /
So meet me at the border / And I’ll pull back the shroud /
Apsarial pass us over / And block the sunlight out /
Now the moon it hangs vibrant and pale in this dark summer night /
And I slip by Abaddon and Baal to the other side /
Won’t you come a little closer? / I see your figure in the window /
I see a figure in the fog /
I come from the old lands / Of famine, war, and drought /
I’m slipping on past the Old Ones / And here I am; here I am /
So meet me at the border / And I’ll pull back the Shroud /
Apsarial pass us over / And block the sunlight out /
So if the spirit’s in you / Wrapped in flesh and sinew /
Cradle me in your arms / Drag me the bottom /
Oh, won’t you take me with you?.....
Apsarial, she falls away /
It won’t be long / Before I… /
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4. |
The Viper with One Fang
03:43
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She’s a bell with no clapper / A current with no sea /
A storm without shelter / Priestess with no god /
She’s the rat with no piper / The whirlwind unleashed /
The third word of Helter Skelter / The thing that should not be named /
She is the moon with no stars / The sun with no rays / You know she’s /
Hidden without dark / A viper with one fang /
Hey you, gonna catch you running /
Yea, she’s coming at you live / Don’t need no party, no stage /
Up from the crypt, she come alive / Straight from the pen to your page /
She’s got that oomph to paralyze / And those eggs that she laid? /
There’s no way they’re gonna survive / Cause she’s a viper with one fang /
You know what they say, she’s a real sly lady /
That’s right, boy, she’s a snake /
She eats her young / I said she feeds on her babies /
A viper with one fang /
Be my little two-horned serpent girl / Be my viper with one fang /
You got me acting like a circus clown / You got me dancing in the rain /
Be my little two-horned serpent girl / Be my viper with one fang /
That booty clapping like a thunder cloud /
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I searched for you on the mountain / I read your name in the stars /
Those hieroglyphs of Aurora / Etched in the blood of the abattoir /
They say you were born of a serpent / Others say you were kissed by the light of the sun /
They say you drowned in the current / Wrapped in the arms of oblivion /
Can’t you hear it calling? / When it’s crawling out your ears /
She’s still crying / Crying, let me out of here /
I’m trapped down here beneath the song /
Faint echoes off the bones of the shattered halls /
And I want to touch the other side /
Are you gonna bring me back to life? /
Who drops the silver on your tongue? /
Who calls the ether out by name? /
Speaks in the language of the dead /
But you will hear it all the same /
Call out the ether / Bang on the ox-skinned drum /
Call out the ether / And sound the seventh ox horn /
They say you were born of a virgin / Thy will be done in the Holy War /
Keeper of the worm Ouroboros /
They call you the ox and the stag and the boar /
You go by more than one name.
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6. |
Flickering Sky
10:37
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Out to sea / With my wandering dream /
Just you and me / Let no light come down / It doesn’t matter now /
That city in the song / Going out like the stars above /
Like the moon dripping expectorations of de-chromed blood /
Make a wish / Make a wish on one last vanishing star /
There’s a curse laden on the tongue of St. Claire /
I believe her - put your hands in the air /
In the chapel where they say their little prayers /
In the river where they drown they don’t care /
Light a candle in the bones of Rosslyn /
Picking clean her carcass with the ravens /
Transubstantiate the bones of St. Jim /
It’s the lost revival in the new world order bin /
Into the flickering sky.
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7. |
Inverse Light
09:38
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You’ve wandered to the wrong side / Of the tracks again /
I trace/your symbols glitter in the moonlight /
Now let me fill you in /
This symphony’s my prison /
And when it goes I’ll go get with it within /
So I place its heart within this cell /
You bang the gong / I’ll ring the bell /
Welcome to the dark side / The kind that pulls you in /
I’ve waited here for you for such a long time /
And now we meet again /
I’ve slept beneath the surface /
And when I rose, I didn’t know where to begin /
So I place its heart within this cell /
You bang the gong / I’ll ring the bell /
There ain’t no bottom at the center /
It’s just another empty hole in the middle of the night /
Zaldonna, she’s the goddess of the winter /
Well, she moans / Got fifty horns /
They’re set upon her head, alright /
And there ain’t no parable of sunrise / It’s all lies /
All that rustling on the wind / It has been buried in the snow /
I’m pulling up the thread of the inverse light /
No searchlight / No satellite / I’m talking that abyssal glow /
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8. |
Peculiar Darkness
06:35
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Come on over to the other side / When your last breath’s taken and you /
Get the feeling that you’re never gonna love again /
Now you’re underneath the crooked sky /
And your whole world’s caving in /
You get the feeling that you’re never gonna dance again /
Ten thousand words wouldn’t make you believe /
I’ve found you out here in the deep, black sea / Cling to me /
This is the only life support you’ll receive /
There is no life down here / No not even for me /
There is no light for not even me / I can’t help us now /
God’s thrown the sun out into the sea /
The light can’t help us now /
I just want something to believe / And I won’t make a sound /
God’s thrown the sun out into the sea /
The light can’t help us now /
Down by the lake I heard a voice say /
Hark! Unto me when you hear that beast bay /
But down in the dark the unholy host stands /
Bathed in the blood of Astarte’s right-hand man /
But, Qadesh, tell me, lo! Can you hear that blood sing? /
It speaks from the heart / Won’t you tell me something? /
A broken refrain like rotting timber /
Breaks me apart as it pulls me closer /
I found a still, small voice in this place /
I dip my toe down and all is erased /
And though I can feel you I can’t see your face /
I mustn’t mistake you for…
I’ll fold in space and time to see you /
You drive me out of my mind / What are you? /
Block out the day and the night /
Beyond the dark and the light /
I’ll fold in space and time to find you again /
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