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Porcile
06:35
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East of the River Jordan
07:51
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Like Brooks raised his cane with the rage of a cuckold
Or John Brown in the 'Prelude'
Laying waste to stalemate
Cast off all discretion
Blood drawn, men in parlors appalled
A new savage direction
So rustle up your kin in the afternoon
Red dusk struck a match and we cried out
And so we burn fertile acres into bald hinterland
Muscle up a fe, fi or fo and go mash up the salt to sand
We feign disgrace and cry out "we're trapped in a foreign land."
Landscape erased with a lash of white jowls
So when you run, then you're gone
It's a waste of my time
Hear the blood crier call
The name that retains all creation encircled
Has bestowed to our hands these tools
To raise Cain for the idle
And lay waste to stalemate
Cast off all discretion
Blood drawn in the name of the law
A new savage direction
And so we burn fertile acres into bald hinterland
Muscle up a fe, fi or fo and go mash up the salt to sand
We feign disgrace and cry out "we're trapped in a foreign land."
And when we went down that old road
Never did I buy what I sold
And never did I feel so cold
Landscape erased with a lash of white jowls
When you run, then you're gone
It's a waste of my time
Hear the blood crier call
Bawl down your door
Cut down with a broadside
That leather rein will chew so far into hands
Cut off like a bloodline
That leather rein will chew to the bone
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Terrible Swift Sword
08:24
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White of the Eye
07:31
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Buyer's Remorse
13:12
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Lackey wakes to sirens wailing
To jackhammers cranking out progress
Keep trying hard to minimize
The natural effects of sunshine on his iris
Though it be well into an afternoon
It takes a herculean effort just to move up out the bedroom
And by the time the grime gets spat to the drain
The day's crushing potential just sends him harrowing
Outside the free world's sparking brilliance
Chintzy gaudy promotionale
He's a no-show
A canvas white for tired epithets
The brown fingertips from stank cigarettes
Lackey's only relief is the leaf
Sealed up in a jar marked 'artichoke hearts'
So blast off to this cruel malaise
No light can escape from the deadest gaze
Where does he go?
Shit, no one knows
Girl, you gonna fawn upon a dead rose
And as I bide my time
Catastrophe so divine will take shape
We're one and the same
For Lackey Lung's blacked daylight
Relief is bondage
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HYMNEN Baltimore, Maryland
HYMNEN formed in 2005 following the demise of two Baltimore bands, Brachiation and Equus. Their first album, The Abomination That Causes Desolation, was recorded by the band over the winter of 2005-2006 and made available as a limited run of self-produced CDs. Their second full-length, Inferno In Vogue, was recorded at Lord Baltimore in 2007 and released by Morphius Records. ... more
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