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Skin of the Beast
07:24
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To shoot with an arrow bound with your skin
The skin of the beast is matted in hair
Ride through the waves mounted on spirit
Feast like a devil on the truth
Like milk for the children
And blood for the sky
A soul built on youth can only comply
The taste of his tongue
Is better than ever
Saimer is dead and we are together
I shoot with an arrow bound with your skin
The skin of the beast is matted in hair
Ride through the waves mounted on spirit
Feast like a devil on the truth
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2. |
Gathered in Circles
04:55
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We gather in circles and face the sky
In a riot of sunshine we all go blind
We gather in circles and face the sky
To face the end with a broken heart
My finger traces circles across the sky
To see reaction as a progress destroys our minds
So we gather in a circle and face the sky
To face the end with a broken heart is a life well lived
It's a sacrifice to thinking immortal joy
To catch a beggar thieving I'm way too high
All my treasures have been emptied so has my joy
We gather in circles
We all go blind
We gather in circles
And face the sky
My skin is burning
Across the sky
We gather in circles
Across the sky
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3. |
Pillars
06:04
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Good intention is intention blind
Moral progress isn't progress kind
All aboard now all aboard now sail
On we go now smiling like James Rayne
We were born between pillars
In a chaos of stars
To dream past the bridge and fade away
Good intention is intention blind
Moral progress isn't progress kind
Send them in now no need to explain
One by one now bind their hands in chains
Waving arms and wagging tongues in vain
Who are they to ever question pain
Pull my tongue out, grab my throat exhale
I remember smiling like James Rayne
We were born between pillars
In a chaos of stars
To dream past the bridge and fade away
Swallow all that arrives with the seasons
Bury their names on high land
Water flowing under ground
Craoithe Beo
Pain
Gives me salvation
Gives me a name to cry out
Gives me the world
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4. |
Light Chamber
08:05
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I see the light leave your eyes
And float away to the sky
The grieving son carries his head
Through the streets and to the bridge
The silence was black
No stubborn gold rock
The son was waiting to speak through the wall
And it speaks in her manner
Born
The Sage is a fool
Born
A polite mask of pride
Souls
Are hostile and kind
Born
To a family too wild
Young Michael Fitzsimon is dead
They hung him for treason
He is dead
They cut off his head
His brother Fitzsimon is dead
The turncoats and vulture
Are dead
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5. |
We Swallow the Ocean
10:43
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Your field will grow fallow without sin
In the fishermen's garden
Silver and fin
I'm hooked to the anchor water pours in
We swallow the ocean
Live it again
A slave to tradition wears the key
To absolute freedom out in the sea
Hands chapped by nylon we're all in
To harvest the garden of silver and fin
With a hook in my back
Pulling me down
Holding me back
My teeth touch the ground
With a hook in my back
No way to swim
Holding me back
The Ocean pours in
I breathe in the seasons I'm cunning and young
I realise the freedom of getting things done
I'm heading for winter face to the sun
Row
With a hook in my back
Pulling me down
With a hook in my back
My teeth touch the ground
With a hook in my back
No way to swim
With a hook in my back
The Ocean pours in
It doesn’t end like this
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Partholón Ireland
Dissonant progressive sludge from the south coast of Ireland.
No King. No God, just life, and then, Death.
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