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Entrance
04:15
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what you hide?
from the war
what’s your cause, ‘cause I don’t know
watch your men, delegating
mrs triumph, out there raving
ashes fall, while they flee
don’t you geek, deep within
under flares you’re dancing enchanté
as a shockwave cuts your flowers
you drifted far from heaven
how many times you’ve won
a toast to rising legends
and one to living ones
shall we allow this to bind us in favor
regarding duties you tried to take on
on this hill we’re climbing together
towards the fight that leads us on
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come to the land of the stabbed hills
see the beds of thirsty rivers
those who never meet the sea
not everything that’s gold, shimmers
look how they planted the white tall steel
with pointy wings and electric noises
stained by the blood of birds
since the trees have lost their voices
surpass your weeping song
embalming hands of you demented
the fireflies that feed your soul
of all the regions now forgotten
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3. |
Ladies in the North
04:55
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ladies in the north with your kissing eyes
loving homes are your fiery arms
gazing through the buzz of the delta flies
whispering to you of my present charms
ladies in the north
with your worn-out leathers
burning harpy feathers,
growing plants out of eggs
blessed to be your grounds
and your crops forever
celebrating the seasons,
dancing wild wild legs
every time i’m closing, you treat me right
with your herbal infusions
and a piece of tart
singing in return of your mighty legends
‘bout them wishing wells,
you so bravely guard
only for this time
hear my news are darker
‘bout the fellow masters
and their hollow plans
wanna poke the hills,
wanna poke the mountains
for the black blood to flow
through your virgin lands
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4. |
The Union
04:09
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you see the miners sunken,
[for] so long down endless pits
obediently confounded,
a hollow case of grit
save for publication,
my evening bloody scenes
ascending new dimensions,
my axe has promised me
since their sun only rises on Sundays
desecrating sullied loading zones
for the bones of those fallen in galleries
a lament by them voiceless frogs
a strike repletes the shadowed
for once they shall decree
ahead a clannish quorum
abed the enshrining sea
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5. |
Algerian Eyes
04:17
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when you spelled my name
at the basement halls of an old cafe
by the end of May
it was not too hot
but I could see you glow
like a cigarette
when i spelled your name
where the beatniks pray
men are fighting now
as you speak of love
and you ask me how
then you head out west
to the seven isles
there’s conquest in
your Algerian eyes
and they’re moving in
through your northern coasts
while I’m crumbling down
by the dessert cross
and your ships now burn
and their flags are high
pray for sandstorms now
as the wind blows high
and your ships now burn
and their flags are high
pray for sandstorms now
as the wind blows high
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6. |
The Horror
05:53
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all the sins that blew you away
gems on your crown
everything that comes in your way
follow you down
saw your pilgrims running low
same old design
aiming for the finishing blow
grafting my vine
everybody came to your speech
sweet to be heard
you read me like the book on the beach
same as I dreamt
thrilling! I’d expect the same
bounded to disregard
opening your arms and pray
a relieving triangle to rest your sadness
old soul, you remember?
drifting the river upstream,
dirty with grime
I could not see anymore,
I had no time
watching for sunken stones,
had to discern
only a whirl of black limbs,
wish to return
I saw vague forms of men,
double, leaping, gliding
like a flock of excited magpies,
flying
like a claim of distant kinship,
affirmed by you, ashore
even conquerors should pay
the price of futile fame,
tomorrow we’re gone
mountains or waves,
align and dissever
prisming the rays,
the light of the seven
took a deep breath,
then stopped to listen
ivory marks
the hell of your heaven
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7. |
Binding Circles
03:26
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binding circles stunning one by one
I’ve been there once,
I’ll hold’em
brandishing my thyrsus of delights
upon the hills observing rites
where maidens rise in frantic haste
sweet are their accents
and their ways
of mingling thunders into notes
fill up your cups
it’s time to [taste]
empress seen in such a dishabille
sworn to advocate the public weal
binding circles stunning one by one
binding circles stunning one by one
now all them stories stamped in leather
and worshipped far on distant shores
with ivy wreaths and torches blazing
I wanna hear your dulcet tones
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8. |
Little Empire
03:41
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Little Empire she’s a girl,
she’s been with us since day one
she’s a ride in our amusement park
little empire she’s a girl,
she makin’ roses blooming
wiping cities out with cherry bombs
Jasmin Mole could be her name,
of all the rest ensuring
strong and vigorous to seal the bonds
little empire’s got a white cat
with a long black wagger
choking minds of those who left a scar
loving every kind of art,
and every looming swagger
little empire she’s your lucky star
she’s afraid of snakes
but she draws them on her skin
savagely she brakes
silver magic ships she sinks
father grows like once a year,
but this year he grew times five
he loves himself
he loves his children
and crushes on walls of pride
canon laws of separation,
I’m grateful to be alive
on their side the perfect judgement
struck by the season flies
she’s afraid of snakes
but she draws them on her skin
oh how she breaks
waiting for my goodbye kiss
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9. |
The Crown
07:20
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do you believe in the sorcery
of the seasons?
up against the mortal law
open the door to the ones
that started treason
their bodies washed,
upon the shore
others signed and believed
like was it certain
every night,
on their watch, they command
wear your skirt now,
let’s go and have a treat, babe
I want your toes in sand,
your toes in sand
stunned again by the district maleficence
summon up the vibe and take it slow
suddenly the vision of the decent
like my might
i’m breaking on the floor
flee from this city,
let’s take the boat to the island
the one I missed,
the one you’ve never seen
i’ll take you for a quick ride to the sunset
the black sand
would stack up on your knees
secret religions can’t secretly know,
washing our spirits in awe
making it up for the sin
when you wanted to go
the light against us,
the tidal force
the light that changed
our completing flows
we shared a life like a lift ride
to the first floor
what you hide?
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