lyrics
Shadows pouring,
room consumed,
gloomy blades.
Drum beatdown.
Housewife exhausted with
sharpened stakes set to quell.
Oh, beat down drum.
Body blessed with scabs and
these callused stumps for wings.
Woodsman’s ax hackt. Thee almond tree
swung free.
Tense and agile hands,
massive, ancient eyes look plaintive.
Green and greasy blood flow forth from
rough and tangled hair.
(Should we burn to soot
or place under foot?)
Shiny armor held us still here.
Split chest, skin cries, dry leaves.
Rough and tangled hair,
shiny armor held us still here.
Biting ticks on fish-like scale hide
(Should we burn to soot
or place under foot?)
Tense and agile hands,
massive, ancient eyes look plaintive
Shadows pouring,
room consumes
gloomy blades.
Downbeat drum
for the death of birds.
For increased heat summer.
oh, beat drum down!
For this sacrifice and
for these mangled wings.
For our comfort, our peace,
must we fade flags.
Shadows pouring,
consumed rooms
sapped of light.
Poor pores pouring,
darkness keeps
peace
credits
from
Half-Life EP,
released March 22, 2024
Matt Aufrecht - piano
Shane Bordeau - bass
Paul Goodenough - drums, percussion
Joey Lemon - guitar, vocals
Mixed and mastered by Joey Lemon
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