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AN EMPTY ROAD AND A STRAND OF TREES
AND JUST A LITTLE MORE TIME TO SPEND WITH THEE
O MY DEAR MY DEAR
GENOCIDE IS ALWAYS NEAR
EACH DAY IS LIKE A YEAR
AND I DON’T KNOW IF WE’LL SEE THE MORNING
PILLARS OF FIRE AT THE COLD MIST OF DAWN
SEARCHLIGHTS AND MIDNIGHT TRIALS
AT THE RISING MISTS OF DAWN
THEY LEAD US TO WATER JUST TO WATCH US DROWN
O BABY IT HAS TO FALL
PALE HORSE IS HUNGRY AND BELLOWING FIRE
ONWARD AND AWFUL WITH EMPTY BLUE EYES
WHILE SLOWLY WE CRAWL AND SLOWLY WE RISE
WE JUST COULD’VE MADE IT BUT WE RAN OUT OF TIME
O BABY IT HAS TO FALL
AN EMPTY ROAD AND A STRAND OF TREES
AND JUST A LITTLE MORE TIME TO SPEND WITH THEE
O BABY IT HAS TO FALL
ACROSS THE GOLDEN ROAD
THE FOREST EXHALES
LIKE TRUMPETS IN MUD
THE SUN IS INDIFFERENT
AND THE TREES DON'T GIVE A FUCK
WE'RE HANGING 'NEATH TWILIGHT IN A STATE NEAR TO GRACE
EVERY STAR IN THE SKY
EVERY STAR IN THE SKY
EVERY STAR IN THE SKY
EVERY STAR
HANGING ‘NEATH TWILIGHT IN A STATE NEAR TO GRACE
EVERY STAR IN THE SKY
EVERY STAR IN THE SKY
EVERY STAR IN THE SKY
EVERY STAR
EVERY LIGHT MUST GO OUT
EVERY LIGHT MUST GO OUT
EVERY LIGHT MUST GO OUT
BUT NOT FOREVER
SWING LIKE AXES CHILDREN
SWING LIKE AXES CHILDREN
SWING LIKE LIGHTNING’S FALL
THE LIGHT GOES OUT
AND THE LIGHT GOES OUT
AND THE LIGHT GOES OUT
BUT NOT FOREVER
IT’S GONNA TAKE A LOT OF SWINGING
TO GET OUT OF THIS FUCKING HOLE
BABY, POINT IN ANY DIRECTION
AND THAT’S WHERE WE’LL GO
THE DEVIL LOOSED HIS BURNING SHIPS
ACROSS THOSE GLOWING SHORES
AND THREW ACROSS THE WATER 1,000,000 CONQUISTADORS
WHILE THEIR REGAL GOD SLEPT IN HIS NEST
HID BEHIND GOLDEN CLOUDS
HE MUTTERED TO HIMSELF AND HE DID NOT RAISE A HAND
WHILE HIS EMPIRE GREW UPON BURNING FLOWERS
ABOVE THAT BURNING LAND
WE ARE THEIR BURNING FLOWERS THIS IS OUR BURNING LAND
THE EXECUTIONER
AND THE EXECUTIONER’S FILTHY CHILDREN
THE EXECUTIONER
AND THE EXECUTIONER’S FILTHY CHILDREN
RAISED IN THE LAND OF MILK AND DEAD HONEYBEES
FED ON COLONIAL ENTITLEMENTS AND AR-15’S
A FUNCTIONING DEATHKAMP NEEDS A LOT OF POLICE
A FUNCTIONING DEATHKAMP NEEDS A LOT OF POLICE
WHAT VALUE IS A STATE LIKE THIS?
A FOOL’S WEIGHT PRESSED UPON OUR NECKS
WHAT VALUE IS A STATE LIKE THIS?
THAT WATCHES US DIE AND DOES NOT ASSIST
THAT BANKS ON OUR DEATHS NO MATTER THE PRICE
JUST TO DELAY THEIR OWN SLOW DEMISE
SO WALK ME TO THE EDGE AND BACK AGAIN
TELL ME EVERYTHING’S ALRIGHT
THRU ENDLESS DAYS AND THE MERCY OF NIGHT
THRU SIDEWAYS RAIN AND HARD SHARP SNOW
HOLD ME TIGHT AND DON’T LET GO
AND I WILL DRIVE A TRUCK
I WILL DRIVE A TRUCK INTO
AND I WILL DRIVE A TRUCK
I WILL DRIVE A TRUCK INTO
INTO THEIR GLASS ATRIUM
WITH BLOOD ON MY CHEEK AND A SHIT-EATING GRIN
WITH GLASS IN MY HAIR AND THE ENGINE BURNING
I'LL READ OUR DEMANDS AND I'LL TELL 'EM WHO SENT ME
AND I WILL DRIVE A TRUCK
I WILL DRIVE A TRUCK INTO
FREE IS FREE
FREE SHOULD MEAN FREE
FREE SHOULD BE FREE
FREE MEANS FREE
THE BURNING WORD
THE BURNING WORLD
LOVE.
credits
released October 8, 2020
recorded late august, year zero, 2020.
made with 3 oscillators.
made with broken parlor organ.
made with mechanical, electronic and electric filters,
and made with singing also.
film by efrim manuel menuck and michele fiedler fuentes.
made with cellphones, personal computer, paper, knives and glue.
hate the industry.
hate all industries.
no more beers.
co-owner of thee mighty "hotel2tango" recording
studio.
recorded good and bad bands there.
a loudmouth sometimes.
and can be a moody motherfucker
and a total drag.
stubborn.
worried.
out of step.
ezra's father....more
supported by 129 fans who also own “BABY IT HAS TO FALL”
Feelings of dread and hope (lessness, fullness) sets in my mind as music from the untitled black emperor LP plays into my ears. It took me to a place of a warzone. Thousands of bullets flying in air and multiple bombs plummeting to the ground creating death's light in the sky, only to have thousands upon thousands dead, young or old, man or woman. And yet it doesn't cease. It repeats and keeps beginning again and again with the only thing bringing the remaining survivors up is HOPE.
had to buy very_cursed
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Found by complete accident due to new GYBE album. Instant love for the track Anchor & the whole album has a vague Mazzy Star / Cocteau Twins feel to it. Chaddyboy