1. |
Blood Bath
02:28
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You're drenched in blood
still warm with wear
The crumb-crusted
and God caught in your hair
Emergent from this sea of wheat
The flesh of God is flayed for you to eat
Well Sonny's in the room burning back the condensation
Sonny's in the room
What was it you wanted me to do?
I was only really ever one thing
Wait on
Wait on
I'm gone in the night
gone in the night
Wait on
Wait on
You wait for all time
wait for all time
Don't I forget anything I ever wanted to know?
Down with Ra den
fwee fo laun
an ree a li sin
Wait on
Wait on
I'm gone in the night
gone in the night
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2. |
Daendors
03:20
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I spend the day indoors
Rolling my mind round undone chores
Feeling guilty for nothing in particular
----
And over and over I thought
What is this thing that I've wrought?
How is it that my leg's caught
up and away
up and away
And over and over again
Nothing I want to defend
Nothing I could recommend
Nothing to say nothing to chase away
----
I spent the night inside
Rolling the rules round the hills of my mind
and what is right if I am never justified?
You broke your ribs for this.
I hope it was worth every cell split.
And what are we besides agreements of the senses?
Own my days.
Live my days.
Rip my days.
Couldn't find enough to do
Couldn't find enough to occupy you
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3. |
Happy Alone
03:18
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Guilty pleasures at best
gouge the floors of our chests
this the only vestige left
Next time will be better I guess
----
When I'd be alone
Happy alone
I'd be alone
Happy alone
Call what you want
and I'll be alone
----
To presuppose this precipice
could be climbed by anyone of us
that was my misjudgment
I guess I best just shut and and face that
I'm not one too
Be three-fourths sore
When I crave a split lip
I get it quick
I'd be alone
Happy alone
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4. |
Fed Up With Hunger
03:37
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When we're barely awake
And the heat of the day is weight
I wait to sate my sorry longings for your rolling over
And yet, here I sweat
somehow familiar with needs that I never met
How does one so young become so fed up with hunger?
----
No I know I
Know I know
I'm safe from you want
No I, know I,
Know I, know I
got hallways I could haunt
And I know it's all for you
And I know it's raining flaming sulfur fumes
----
When we're doused in the same flames
Burning without hesitating
Wet beds spread with flesh that's quenchless
and I miss behavior
No I know I,
know I know I
want what you want
No I, know I,
Know I, know I
got hallways I could haunt
And I know it's all for you
And I know it's raining flaming sulfur fumes
Long days I spend in the businesses of
Low wage heavy with this listlessness so
Don't my dollars weight the same as any other?
Don't that buy me rights to buy what I desire?
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5. |
::
00:26
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6. |
Falling Off
04:10
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I fell from Heaven
Head heavy with this message
The flesh is your reference
for knowing the soul
When I was the leaven
The yeast they steep the bread in
what I said I meant as the sediment
In bowls of swollen dough
Don't I know
Old as you are all you ever do is wander
You'll come around someday soon you'll see
Apoptosis
You're always ending
Life in the body is an intention
All that you know in the instance
is lost in the waves of existence
A laceration sufficiently deep
my body still wears a scar in the knee
So when you live off every scrap of your self
take solace in knowing as somebody else
though time will tear our bodies off
the you that I knew will not be forgot
No the you that I knew will never be lost
Apoptosis
You're always ending
Life in the body is an intention
All that you love in the instance
is lost in the waves of existence
You are a current
You are a tide
and of the contents
the tenuousness of life
All that you wait on
All that you long for
when you attain it
you will be no more
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7. |
Only The Young Die Good
03:35
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Waste of a face never yours for the keeping
Slapped across your head
Then with what little time remained
set out to forget it
Yonder would break days plump with thunder
of new and glorious morn
Hours would spill
souring still
despite our adornments for them
all in good time
you break before the light
so soaked in wine
it dries your will to fight
but everyday is never enough
sucks tucked in the folds of your guts
contents of which blaze in your eyes
Jesus, I'm drunk on this spirit tonight
----
If only the good ones die young
I'd pray your corruption would
swift like a thief in the night
Right I pluck my right eye right out
----
Yanked from your slumber
What ominous portent
dangles in your face?
Rife with sprites falling on knives
crowd into your gaze
well sight is a sense and in your defense
one I might liken to...
the manner in which you touch what you clutch
and the that the wind touches you
----
If only the good ones die young
I'd pray your corruption would
swift like a thief in the night
Right I pluck my right eye right out
If only the young ones die good
I'd pray your corruption would
slip like a slit in the wrist
hack the hands, redeem the rest
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8. |
Takmit
03:05
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Would you come down if I were to call your name?
Could I calm down if I could recall your name?
So how'd it taste to drink the light inside your name?
Smoldering molars and singeing trachea
Premonitions even if we count the days
would not save us, even if I get my way
So down that trumpet resonating with your sigh
Often spoke of but seldom realized
Lust isn't blind though
It's just a simple kind of
supple seeing eye dog
running into new walls
so
you were a kid somewhere with long hair
drinking in parking lot
you've got your car
you've got your reasons
you got your favorite restaurant
The flesh is shed eat bread instead
and you'll never thirst again
While I grow old, you grow wild
would you come down if I were to call your name?
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9. |
So Longer
01:11
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How I long to reek of the stink inside your house.
How I long to wreak all the havoc in your dreams.
I was so long, as I recall.
I was so long.
Well Sonny's in the room burning back the condensation
Sonny's in the room, what was it you wanted me to do?
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10. |
Uppercutter
03:10
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Clove spurs in your lungs
Rasp over the phone
Serve to sharpen every groan thrown
----
You know you know you know.
Upper cutter you take me down
Your blood sending bludgeons
find me now
When I was one among the wave
You're tongue had sung it's final phrase
I was only one good time away
False if I falsify the frame
Even if hit just now
The stinger lingers anyhow
----
Swallow all your chewing gum
limp into the setting sun
I for one will not be sung to sleep
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11. |
:::
00:59
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12. |
Visions
03:18
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Had I in my right mind left alone visage devoid of flesh and bone?
When I wasn't 16
I used to see strange things
some vaguely resembling ghosts or spectral hosts
I was always fond of the notion
I was drenched in some spirit ocean
And all my visions merely the symptom of eyes open so wide
That I could peer into the other side
You're the freckles all along the hairline
Revelations from feeble spirt half-lifes
You're the ghost that I was born to know
You're the throat from which the echo's thrown
One day without warning the spirits stopped their warring
The devil ceased imploring
I said banished from my bed
Or had I hallucinated?
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13. |
Dark Arc
03:44
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Are my eyes set to deep?
Prohibiting the gleam from being seen
while I weep away the shade
Or all my eyes all inside?
just begging for a little leak of light
That's the cost though
to know no shadow
Your gut swallows the sharpened edge
as if pre-perforated
so tell me which one wears the worst?
your sharper spade or harder earth?
We will not be one
We will not be won over
You said we learn from our mistakes
Salt pillars and garden snakes
so I made myself a history buff
only made me more hopeless
We will not be one
We will not be won over
We will not be won
We will not be won over
I want nothing more.
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14. |
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Rotted away the ides of your May
As far as falls from Grace are placed
I guess you're graciously effaced
But don't you let me down again
Don't you let me down again
Don't you let me down so gently
The wine is mine to serve
to dribble on your skirts
The napkin dab is a task best left for the guests to work
But don't you let me down again
Don't you let me down again
Don't you let me down so gently
Wholly incomplete
or holy and complete
Don't I feel you when you weep
We're all just beads on the same string
seemingly discrete
tethered inextricably
No eve ain't naive no more
No you've no use to know you anymore
But don't you let me down again
Don't you let me down again
Don't you let me down so gently
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