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Casanova
02:26
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Con le ginocchia della mente inchine
Con tu
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2. |
Be Not Afraid
04:06
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If I hide my face behind three wings
Will it make a difference what you think?
Be not afraid of my own serpentine advice
I'm rarely formed out of everything
Lost but they found you
Offer the word
Forget what they're thinking
Unknow what you heard
Why can't they tell you
Feed me the lines
No one can cast blame
To be not afraid
If I cry nine eyes inside my sleeve
Such a pretty face for an awful thing
Send my fire outward keep my ardor in
Never extinguish that was only a sin
Face of a lion
Heart of a bird
Cyprium serpent
Twists as it turns
Face of a dragon
Heart of a child
Shouting the holies
Kindle the fire
If I hide the world inside 6 wings
If I hold the light and never blink
Keep your right hand bound
and your forehead down
Will you undo this now, I find it ugly
Lost but they found you
Offer the word
Forget what they're thinking
Unknow what you heard
Why can't they tell you
Feed me the lines
No one can cast blame
To be not afraid
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3. |
The Wight
03:39
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Turn your back and go slowly into me
Touch your wings to my shoulders carefully
And then turn over backwards hanging feet
We're dead but still alive
To empty our bank accounts
And file a death note
While I'm begging for dinner you're asleep
I'm a sinner for hunger honestly
How the ashes of kitsch did make the scene
Our love ever alive
Our love is a constantine
Stranded on a lifeboat
Turn an eye and go back in me
Look back on the wight
From the barrows we'll come back some day
Look back on the wight
Taste the marrow of sweet savor
Look back on the wight
By the harrows we have heard their name
Look back on the wight
For the God of Small Things
Who can smell us always
With our heads on a secret
While pressing lips, can barely speak
For the God of Small Things
Who can smell us always
With our heads on a secret
Turn your back and go slowly into me
Touch your wings to my shoulders carefully
And then turn over backwards hanging feet
We're dead but undying
Our love is ever alive
We file a life note
Look back on the lonely wight
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We're making our way from the trees
Upon our backs forced to flee
They follow along with a scream
Not as close as it seems
Wearing a crown of flies
They hate their hair knot ties
Parsley sex, rosemary lies
Now he sings, now he dies
Suddenly
We escaped with utmost ease
To the trees
With a star upon our eye
Got a lightbox to scurry in a king of us
Still light enough
Flush it passed just to kill 'em while they're still alive
And dig a plot with their name
Atop a tophet
Popping poppets
No pain
Have you felt a great evil vanquished by the light
While you slept at night?
Can't you get the key in the hole
On the first try
Without trying sesame?
Atop a tophet
Popping poppets
No pain
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When the rats looked over their skin
They saw the map of where they had been
The output made everyone sad
Spliced into all that they had
He said: cut me up, ya cut me up
Yeah, ya cut me up in two
One side feeds the other
Not a whole lot more we can do
A million volts applied in service of unselfish genes
A gen. and then they all forget what it means
Ah hoooooooooooooo
As rats we reincarnate
When the rats crept out of their cave
They were surprised to find out it was day
The sadness penetrated their heart
And left them scurrying in the dark
He said: cut me up, ya cut me up
Yeah, ya cut me up again
One side feeds the other
Not a whole lot more left to say
A million volts applied in service of unselfish genes
A gen. or two and then forget what it means
Ah hoooooooooooooo
As rats we reincarnate
Ah hoooooooooooooo
Woe to the beautiful ones
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6. |
Snowfire
03:54
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Where there's fire there is snow
Where there's hatred there is love
Walking sideways down the planet
Save unto the dawnless day
Lest it clouds the duskless night
Not for nothing there is pain
There's a golem at the door
And he's always wanting more
Lapping up the sacred bread
Over water underturned
Masking backwards till it burns
Laughing off the second head
Watch the motion at the door
Cause he's always asking for
Another piece of sacred bread
Save unto the dawnless day
While we wallow in the clay
Kiss the ground until we're dead
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7. |
Red Animals
03:41
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Red animals in a red town
Wring out wrists over the hollow ground
We're neither communist
Nor are we Indian
Red rusty bicycles
But bloody all the same
Helpless rabbits married off early
So red in the mirror scratch it off our head
They saw us come from miles away
Rosy when squinted at mid-day
We're neither predator
Nor are we preyed upon
A touch invisible
Metallic to the taste
Alone and unafraid
Red riders of the dawn
No particular race
But bloody all the same
They saw us come from miles away
Rosy when squinted at mid-day
Can't wash it off our hair and skin
We'll always have the touch of red
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8. |
Body 2
04:27
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Died alone
Without a sound
It hurt to know
The mind bleeds
Around the skull
Ringing out
From high to low
The body needs a soul
Fell awake
Arose asleep
Alighted on
Another's dream
Watch us move
Everywhere
At once although
The motion feels so slow
I want my bones gilded and buried
In higher places than food for dogs
I go as though I'm already there
But for the grace of God
Died alone
Without a sound
It hurt to know
The body needs a soul
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9. |
For Those Who Knows?
03:47
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There might even be somewhere to go
Where others haven't ever gone
An open path for those who knows
Why's it there's no need, need to be down?
Why's it there's no love pouring out?
We're moving back to turn around
Or take it all the way down
For when the night stains the day
I'll still stay around
What is the heart from which it fades?
Why does it fall away?
How was it placed inside the bosom of everyone?
So now that we found the will to do
What others have already done
An echo of whomever knew
Why's it there's no need, need to be down?
Why's it there's no love pouring out?
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10. |
Selah
08:26
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Relax on me
Anytime, anywhere
The lap luxury
What is mine, what is here
A monster toy that creeps her out
Too paranoid to sleep in sound
Sit back and stare
At the wall, at the air
Mirage of heat
Any time of the year
Hair collects in maniforms
Comes to life and kills me off
Selah
Attack on me
In the dark, in my sleep
Selah silently
As a man, as a dream
The line drawn down the center room
On her side, she keeps the view
Selah
Honey dripping from the walls sweetly
Foppish rats wash themselves narcissitically
Phantom dogs in mind-control machines
Look to the red light on the left
You lost your leg, an icy fall
Can't get around at all
My hands fell off onto the floor
Now there's a hole
Flush it passed just to kill 'em
Kill 'em while they're alive
The bed's too high
Can't get on top of it at all, selah
We're in deep on
This night before
We ever knew
Drape yourself cross my shoulder, selah
Just a hop to the chair
Use me like I'm your leg, selah
Give me hands from the waist
You lost your mind
Under the bed
One last selah, selah
You lost your mind
Under the bed
One last selah
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