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The Whitechapel Club (B)

by The Whitechapel Club

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No sé en dónde estás Estás lejos de mi Pero yo te rescataré Los mataré a todos I don’t know where you are You’re far away from Me But I will rescue you I will kill them all
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Plague Pit 03:06
Onward to war they marched Held high the cross they gilded Sang sweet and low Pulled the apostates from their homes and killed them No penance anymore Crusades are play for children The bitter lie Only the Lord knows why We die We die Here’s that old time religion Burn God and blame the witches Close all the windows Keep all the doors shut The sun is sinking The plague pit’s filling up There’s no containing The curse in our blood The river’s rising The plague pit’s filling up Onward to war they march for A half point percentage Told all the town They’ll make a killing with their compound interest No penance anymore No cheap indulgences The bitter lie Only the Lord knows why We die We die Here’s that old time religion Burn God and blame the witches Close all the windows And keep your door shut The sun is sinking The plague pit’s filling up There’s no containing The curse in our blood The river’s rising The plague pit’s filling up
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Feels like I’m lost in the living Seems like I always make things worse I’ve been real bad at forgetting But you forgot about me first I’ve got to sing, I’m a sinner I never mean to get it wrong Now all that’s left in the splinters Is just another love song Ring around the rosie, baby When into to ashes We all burn Blue birdies choke as smoke rolls up Shit, I guess it’s too late to learn It’s time...to dream You and me Will be At night I see you Necrotic Eyes Here in your cold arms Immobilized You’re wearing black like a widow Still looking for your own way out I’ve got one foot out the window I always love to let me down My friend, we’re bit by the bitches I never thought our bonds would break They say that time sews the stitches I guess I made a mistake Ring around the rosie, baby When into to ashes We all burn Blue birdies choke as smoke rolls up Shit, I guess it’s too late to learn It’s time...to dream You and me Will be At night I see you Necrotic Eyes Here in your cold arms Immobilized Oh my Dear, your face keeps changing shape In my fading memories At the break of dawn your form is gone A ghost without a sheet
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Witchmarks 07:01
I imagine you Sitting at your kitchen table Your hopes between your folded hands And I’m young again Running free between the junipers The needle grass and sand All through my youth It’s warm inside your arms But it’s cold inside your shadow All the colors of the sun Incinerate the prairie Immolate me in the meadow Peace like a river attendeth my way Tonight I drew your name into the embers Seas of sorrow and the endless waves It’s just like breathing now when I remember Pushing, pulling, hiding away Pleading, praying, waiting for daylight Pushing, pulling, hiding away Pleading, praying, waiting for Pushing and pulling and hiding away Pleading and praying and begging for daylight Pushing and pulling and hiding away Pleading and praying and begging I imagine you Sitting at your old piano Your hopes beneath your open hands And the songs you play Easy tunes with simple sentiments Climb the treble clef again All through my youth You tell me I must say All is well with my soul Your love’s impatient Your love’s unkind Your love keeps records and your love is conditional Peace like a river attendeth my way Tonight I drew your name into the embers Seas of sorrow and the endless waves It’s just like breathing now when I remember Pushing, pulling, hiding away Pleading, praying, waiting for daylight Pushing, pulling, hiding away Pleading, praying, waiting for Pushing and pulling and hiding away Pleading and praying and begging for daylight Pushing and pulling and hiding away Pleading and praying and begging
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The traffic’s bad and it won't move I’m stuck on center avenue About a mile from where we used to live In a time where you and I exist You’re shouting “right is right and fair is fair” The callous captain of your easy chair You’re waiting for the world to end That angry television’s not your friend Oh-oh Promise me before you go Before the day you die alone Oh-oh Promise me before you leave You’ll return your love to me Now I’m feeling tired and times are tough I guess that’s the price of growing up I’m not the kid I used to be In a time where you and I agree You hate the government, the world’s a mess But you still blame it on the powerless You’re waiting for it all to end The fucking Internet is not your friend Oh-oh Promise me before you go Before the day you die alone Oh-oh Promise me before you leave You’ll return your love to me
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A life of depression A quiet progression Too much for a kid He typed and he sent it The devil’s apprentice Walks out on the bridge The night wind is wailing Steps over the railing He thinks he might sleep Crushed under the water The scavenger’s daughter But now he’s not at peace, he’s nothing
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Don’t know in retrospect Just who I thought I am If I weren’t such a wreck I’d be a better man I’d like to change it all I don’t know if I can I’m tangled up in lies I’ve got a bad disease At least you know that I Come by it honestly And I’m not better yet But I still try to be My heart’s still beating My heart’s still beating out of time I‘ll keep on breathing Do what it takes to stay alive Sometimes at night I get into trouble Think I might die And come up where you are Sometimes in silence It feels so hopeless The river’s dark And it looks full of stars Here comes that time of year When the cicadas sing The stillness haunts me here The quiet’s deafening It’s getting hard to bear The weight of everything The days are losing light The evenings dry and hot I’ll keep on trying to fight With everything I’ve got And try to push away All these unwanted thoughts My heart’s still beating My heart’s still beating out of time I‘ll keep on breathing Do what it takes to stay alive Sometimes at night I get into trouble Think I might die And come up where you are Sometimes in silence It feels so hopeless The river’s dark And it looks full of stars
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Beginin 04:09
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Goodbye, mom I’m not afraid of death And yet, I am afraid Goodbye Our time is almost done I know I’ll return to what I was I'm leaving a world that sold a lie To the broken and the blind Into the arms that hold the truth The sweet eternal life Goodbye all Your religion’s industry Your gods are empty traditions and greenbacks Goodbye All your churches are factories We know your god-damned steeples are smokestacks I'm leaving a world That tore the eyes From the bitter and the blind Into the arms that hold the truth The sweet eternal life
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The young are the dead In this temple of death Dirt brown skeletons Wearing burial masks With thorns in their tongues And their eyes wide awake They raise up out of their beds And they fly with the snakes When this town is a ghost town, they’ll stay Til their presence is whitewashed away The church is a tree Sending roots through our wells Its branches bend its thin trunk Till it bows to itself The limbs crack and groan Where the parasite grows The pulp is bound in a book Desiccated for prose When this town is a ruin, they’ll stay Til their presence is whitewashed away Preachers praise the one who’s risen Then drop bombs, put kids in prison Ask death where’s your victory Then give us death on our TVs Tax exemptions without end Lord, so be it. Amen. With spray tan skin and golden hair No speck of dirt on what they wear Self-wrapped shrouds of cellophane A laser light show, holy flames Auto debit without end Lord, so be it. Amen. It’s beamed out through the prairie states Eaten up on tv trays Watch out for the antichrist His machinations run our lives It’s the end times without end Lord, so be it. Amen. Out here we salute the flag Venerate the body bags Foreign wars will keep us free To practice Christianity Bloody battles without end Lord, so be it. Amen. And that’s where I grew up Thank God I’m such a fuckup Can’t be what you want me to I won’t climb up a cross for you Damned defiance without end Lord, so be it. Amen. I hear Jesus hates our bad intentions Scorns our fake old time religion Hypocrites in whitewashed homes We crucify ourselves for show Sanctimony without end Alleluia, Amen

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released June 28, 2022

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