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Red Hands
03:52
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The skip of the needle
Your voice goes unheard
The brood in the steeple
Will not keep their word
Does it sting?
Will it hurt?
Women and
Children first
Red hands
Prey for
The vipers
Born in the sand
Red Hands
Flesh for
The vultures
Waiting to land
The hook trails the minnow
The wave splits the bow
An inch below limbo
The worm drives the plough
Does it sting?
Does it hurt?
Women and
Children first
Red hands
Prey for
The vipers
Born in the sand
Red Hands
Flesh for
The vultures
Waiting to land
Show you mine
Show me yours
Women and
Children first
Red hands
Prey for
The vipers
Born in the sand
Red Hands
Flesh for
The vultures
Waiting to land
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2. |
Gargoyles
03:44
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My best friend
He hears god
Screaming like
Molten dust
Burning ears
Who to trust
Mortal coil
shuffle off
Tend to dead words
Retrace the cuts
Of sorbitol blistered
Smokestack black moths
Jealousy spreads
Like Abattoir blood
And I can’t get it off
And I can’t get it off
Mayday
Mayday
None of these dials read right
Mayday
Mayday
Caught in the headlights
Set the lock
On the vault
Deny it
Was my fault
Complicit
In each theft
Pardon slid
‘Cross the desk
Deep in the soil
A menagerie of
Unholy Gargoyles
Running out the clock
Scratching around
In reservoir mud
And we can’t get enough
No, I can’t get enough
Mayday
Mayday
None of these dials read right
Mayday
Mayday
Caught in the headlights
Gather your keepsakes
Hold dear your time
A spoonful of snake oil
Will settle your mind
Feed on the starving
Then give them the rind
Show me where I sign
Show me where I sign
Mayday
Mayday
None of these dials read right
Mayday
Mayday
Caught in the headlights
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3. |
Dead Still
03:18
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Phantom Limb
Recoil and Spring
Our dust-trapped foils
Each cut from tin
A little death
A choking flame
If I could just repeat one frame
Laying dead
Still in our heads
Silent words
In darkness lie
Our half moon tears
Lost in the dye
A little death
A choking flame
If I could just repeat one frame
Laying dead
Still in our heads
Don’t close your eyes
Invite the lie
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4. |
Soapbox
03:14
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Well
Talk is cheap
To cry wolf
You need sheep
So this is it?
Your word is bond
Your bond is shit
K-Martyrs
Vestigial pinatas
Your soapbox in the swamp
Hammers dull, daggers blunt
Well
Talk is cheap
To cry wolf
You need sheep
I can’t find my fit
Ignore, block and skip
Segments
Fourth wall Malcontents
Lifeboats made of stone
Miranda in baritone
Did you cave?
Did you give in?
The rumour stands
That the breach came from within
You had shots to call
But you can’t go Dutch with the devil
Not now
Well
Talk is cheap
To cry wolf
You need sheep
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5. |
Siren Bound
04:54
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Run my mouth
Supplement my growth
Slip my serpent tongue
Under oath
False starts
Jokers crowned
Another claimed by doubt
Hey
The body it knows
Hey
It’s your mind that forgets
Crank the heat
Keep your pockets lined
Loop the deathproof hymn
Cough up and dance as the
Organ grinds
Bonds worn
Siren bound
A nova wanes
Lights out
Hey
The body it knows
Hey
It’s your mind that forgets
Just give me a little more time,
Give me all I’m allowed
I’ll tear the heavens from the sky
Dredge hell from the ground
For someone to blame to be found
For someone to blame
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Mark Hudson
James King
Benjamin Brice
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