1. |
Before
00:58
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[instrumental]
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2. |
Mikahel
06:38
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Lama sabachthani
Father why art thou forgotten me
The cold and distant holding
Of the crying wall of apostasy
Phone lines, modems, fax machines
Light the line that carries me
Echoes sketched in transients
To spirits there across the sea
This remorse that doesn't hold water
Bodies with no form longer
Psyches in the orbit of those corners where the spirits wander
Silence streams from Elohim
To my pleading to be wanted
So I ask unto the lifted
When they grant me their responses
We hear a voice from above
So nothing settles back now
In the words
Of this mystery
Soft rains falling with new cycles of the pagan Zodiac
Cast twine into the sea and stone, Hazuki’s loose demoniac
Hands turning hard on the handles of my Pontiac
I grew up thinking all my house’s landline phones were tapped
I grew up thinking everyone could see the way that atoms move, all these ghosts of positions in the past
Grew up thinking it was strange I had to teach myself to laugh
(Now we go to where everybody else is going back)
And if thine eye cause thee to stumble
Errant satellites that thieve your numbers
Mary to the child that she in love with
A David after Earth who needs the Other
Am I inadequate unto God to warrant his light and miracle?
I try to hold onto things I know I can’t explain
I’ve known better in my life than to ever count on change
The place we switch bodies and see new lives in the trade
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3. |
Year of the Rat
04:39
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You can find my ass in Los Alamos all broke and dead from the cortisol
Furtive notes suggesting he might’ve been even more than involved
Never found that body that washed up on the beach in Guam
Legion with its hand in matrimony to the atom bomb
Trigger finger cut in the new shape of Absalom
That’ll never fly
Felt a little nervous when they opened up on Sinai
First things first… I’ve called the DCI
Charles Crumb drew the only cartoons that made me cry
Cuz you annoy the living shit out of me
Catalytic converters out making it harder to breathe
Boundary field on a body hijack and what it costs to lease
The future of interpersonal defense technology
Judas…
Judas on the payroll of the Huston Plan
Crossmaker in the habit of tracer calls
Ferrets, silicon spies, even hiding mics in the walls
Had quite the strange feeling when the girl disappeared
Can’t quite put my finger on it
Scorpio moon from the vector of telecom
Night skies the color of onyx
Spy plane passing overhead, I’m nervous enough
To make me vomit
I can assure you that we have our best men on it
(Couldn’t tell what it is she wanted)
She’s gone
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4. |
Leviathan
04:30
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You’re that big heaving creature that lives on the horizon
With that Cerenkov glow
What a letdown when they shut you down
Put your mausoleum where the missile silos go
Make its body my communion and better brace my soul
The power center of America’s million newest broken homes
Get someone on the phone who has right-to-know…
Cried over the crest of all the diabetic pests, who decried it all in step against those liars in the West
(Liar)
When my demands were met, we tried again but left
So know when I said your name
Leviathan, I wept
You know that sound when you lock up
Yeah, that’s the way it goes
Yirah on that first ignition
Scopes for precision, mesosphere focused, and I hit the radar a ghost
Glasnost, you won’t know it before it comes
National divorce over the choice of objects and woes
Leviathan you give me terror and silence
The opposite to the body of the Host
This fear in which I feel engrossed
In your body I’m trembling, I hope your organs know
I’m not waving this time but desperately drowning
In the irradiated pool in your throat
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5. |
Yes to Tensor
01:42
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Bullet
Bullet
Bullet up the black sky
We don’t know but that’s fine
Gibson gotta
Bullet
Bullet
Bullet up the black sky
I don’t know but that’s fine
Gibson gotta crash lines
Pull it
Pull it
Pull it for the last time
Closing doors with plaque signs
Last time I was seen alive
Beijing, Jerusalem
Talking to the two of them
A node is what a human is
He knows he ain’t shooting it
Make my way across the border
Know they got a tap in order
Spaceship drove by seraphim
Feel my hands get limp and colder
Bullet
Bullet
Bullet up the black sky
I don’t know but that’s fine
Gibson gotta crash lines
Pull it
Pull it
Pull it for the last time
Closing doors with plaque signs
Last time I was seen alive
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6. |
Nazimova Jokanaan
05:48
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Fuck, it goes toxic, it beats underwater
Put another damn chrome ratchet in his cage
Seduction to Niacin, Yangtze’s widening
Herod, I jump into the way
Fundamentally different
Little by little, I scratch the firmament
My indiscretion is fission
With nothing but ill intent I lean in and kiss him
I can do what I want to his body
Who the hell are you to stop me
Father won’t forget about it
I dance to get what I want
Succor that my spirit houses
Natch, I just want the head of Jokanaan
Galileean skies I riddle with chemtrails in abandon
They can do what they want to your body
In your head’s where they can’t hurt you
Tell yourself you’re not here
That this is not happening
That you’ve conquered all but fear
And gleaned where each new facet is
All that you see and hear
Will be in the past tense again
That heaven won’t even have to ask
Who that John the Baptist is
Even though their plains may shake
With all their aircraft crashing in
With all your brethren in Abu Ghraib
Whose skin they turned to phalanxes
Where you’ll make good on your sacrament
And they don’t let the cameras click
Where they can’t deprive you again
And leave you famine thin
Where this nascent comfort takes me
And holds my hand in his
His
BRING ME
THE HEAD OF JOKANAAN
BRING ME
THE COMFORT OF MAMMON
SINGING
IT DOESN’T REALLY MATTER
MISSING
THE NEW WORLD I’M AFTER
(GOD)
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7. |
Arkangel Variation
06:21
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Focus on the smaller things
And the big stuff will fall into place
I ask you a simple question about your faith
(I see the Sun coming up)
I have recently decided to ruin my life and yours
Ever since I set out to take salvation on tour
I see the Sun coming up
“Welcome back” misspelt in the lights on Earth
When I finish the ecclesiastical process
It’s not inside your brethren
This want to go to heaven
I see the Sun coming up
When you let me inside
I will move the Sun, the Earth
The skies
The tides
To make you happy
To make you want it more
I am here
Too many
You can’t kill the world
I do what I do best
But you have to let me in first
So I can touch it
So I can make it real
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8. |
Devotion
04:54
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Held in the warm ensconcing arms of adoration
Infrared, we get caught on camera embracing in the corner of the station
These things I hold back and watch every day
Until the most selfless version remains
Only to protect you
If only so I can care
Sometimes I’m not strong enough
And it can be too big for me
But how many songs, before I even knew it
Did I write to let that feeling free
Nothing but devotion
Sometimes I can’t believe
It evades my comprehension
The sort of lacuna
I couldn’t fill with my adolescent lessons
That we can do the gesture of the miracle
Together
Without any fear
The way I hold your hurt when you cry
The way I wish I could take on your tears
Nothing but devotion
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9. |
Samael
03:24
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There was a pact
And there was a promise
It wasn’t in my power to keep
To hold on hope
To keep you close
Wouldn’t have to watch you leave
There was a deal
And there was a rite
You had to follow this time
No matter how much I went back
Gone every time I tried
There was a curse
And there was a burden
Lifted off our shoulders when you disappeared
She was a god
And she was the prospect
I’d do anything to bring her back
She left the body map
It’s so empty in the past
There was a pact
And there was a promise
Made to me by Izumi Hazuki
That at the end of days
She would see my face
And set my spirit free
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10. |
After
02:34
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[instrumental]
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