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Prelude
01:40
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2. |
Philistine
04:38
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I cross my heart
And hope to die
So if you doubt
Then let it weigh:
Is this worth the light of day,
the stain?
You cast the crumbs
I'll take the bait.
So the question is:
How long will we play?
My suggestion is give up, give in
Every misdirection, another inch won
Every clue that you spill, I’ll seal with a kiss
The labyrinth line is wearing thin
Your hope to die is not enough
Whisper into my lap
Your secrets
Whisper into my lap
Give up the weakness
Bowed head and bent knee they’ll fall
I’ve seen it before
(The foe is the self)
Bowed head and bent knee they’ll fall
I’ve seen it before.
(Philistine)
Come play my game
There is no shame
Come play my game
I feel the same
We’re getting closer
I know this feeling
I know the quiver
That goes before the quaking
We’re getting closer
I know this feeling all too well
Whisper into my lap
Give up your secrets
You said
Whisper into my lap
Give up the weakness
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3. |
Persephone
04:34
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I will let you up for air
So that you can bless the dust, arid skin
But then you descend, draw your breaths from below
I want you to forget
that you can cede to the crags, the bursts and the cold
In the pattern is a dirge, round and round
Fatal drums will beat at noon, dull dead sound
This dog will be chained to the ballast of being
All I want is this
A quiet passenger
What I want is this, oozing apathy
We’re going there –
Into less and less
We’re going there –
Into less
Release now and let go
Into less and less
Give birth astride of a grave
The world will gnaw through its back
Forget the face that you formed
With me winter is always
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4. |
Sirens
04:49
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They will sing to me, I know,
And breathe to me of bliss
Their whispers wet on the wind
The blade bright on their lips
Oh I wish oh I wish oh I wish I were home
Oh I wish oh I wish oh I wish I were home
Behind pressed lids I can see you
In this darkness there’s no distance
In this dumb show there’s no silence
Behind pressed lids I can see
There are scarves of sheen in the sky
And corners shadowed just right
It’s a splintered shell of a house
It’s a splendid ditch of sense
Oh I wish oh I wish oh I wish you were home
Oh I wish oh I wish oh I wish you were home
The blade is bright on their lips
Oh I wish that I were home
Behind pressed lids I can see
Oh I wish I were home
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5. |
The Geulincx Mandate
05:09
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The ascetic says beware the dancing
In the murk
This skin reflects reflected light
Don’t stop for a sip, don’t dream of the deep,
Don’t rest your weary bones
The fight is in folded arms
I know where I’m not worth a thing
There I won’t weigh a single stitch
Like lashes lost to an eye
The words sweep away
This wall echoes echoed songs
They’ll call it ash, they’ll call it sand
They’ll say it’s a throat drowned in tar
In the quiet is the roar
‘cause I hear you from far
Where nothing is dear
Dear nothing I’ll hold
Well in this night
well in this night we go on going on again
Each atom yawns a little wider until
Our prayers nestle in the space between
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6. |
Semele
05:49
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Can you see that these are the marks,
the blazings of a god?
Do you believe that to say is so?
The proof is in the burn
It isn’t too much that I need now
Only some sign, only some show
It isn’t too much that I need now
Only smoke, only show
Remove the strange
Just like you do each day
And singe this skin
Just like you do before
You float in ashes up
Remove this face
Just like you do each day
Can you see that beneath the flesh
The embers eat away?
Would you concede that it is too much
To ask of immortal beasts?
Purge all doubt
And let the stranger see the strange
The stranger side
Unfetter the flames, let flood in the change
Hold me close
Until you
Purge all doubt
The test is taste
The kiss, a flame
Remove the strange
Just as you burn me
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Urban Vitamin Pretoria, South Africa
Urban Vitamin is an alternative metal band from Pretoria, South Africa, formed in 2008 by members, Cobus Nigrini, Rick De Villiers, Neville Botha, and Cicero Carstens. In 2014, Ricky Dunningham took over on drum duties after Rick De Villiers left to complete his PhD in Durham, UK. ... more
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