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Separation Song
02:04
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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
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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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4. |
Witchmarks
07:01
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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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6. |
Center Avenue
03:09
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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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Out on the Bridge
03:04
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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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10. |
The Life, Eternal
02:27
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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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