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The Sun
05:09
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The Sun
The lines of power withdrawn, the night page white
to notch what we are in dot to dot of star.
Facing to the sun, end where we’ve begun,
the light stone white we ogham score ratchet the returning sun.
The sun divine sprang a single word, the sun divine to light our way.
From gort the rays down to the suckle ailm leaf,
from the fern sail root dair the rising shoot.
From saile grazed beast to colled for the feast,
from the belly to the voice to the sky we implore.
The sun divine sprang a single word, the sun divine to light our way.
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Enzosonbenzos
05:17
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Enzosonbenzos
Enzosonbenzos, our small-town Italian boy, off his head.
All-out broke, out of hope in Poor Town, England.
Enzosonbenzos, or the world turned inside down and out?
Milk-turned-sour happy-hour in downtown Moor Town.
Enzosonbenzos, who only wants what none here have?
Bleak horizons beached in sunk-down Port Town.
Enzosonbenzos, or a new nastiness hit the streets?
Milk-turned-sour happy-hour. Milk-turned-sour happy-hour.
Enzosonbenzos, our small-town Italian boy has scrawled
“send them back” on Poor Town wall.
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Virgin In The Green
06:23
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Virgin In The Green
By virgin in the green she took me, down by the banks of celandine • we fucked and wore the summer in, we rucked and reeled the summer out • made love a mist to hide in, made lust a drink to drown in • made both a shirt to wear and discard • we talked musk mallow birdsong, loosestrife violet joy, the dodder-drained sun spurge the cut-grass whimpers, the creeping yellow cress sun • summer’s here • by virgin in the green the foxglove blush, sticky-grass hair snagging summer scent • we fucked and reeled the summer in, we rolled and wore the summer out • and sang: I the babbling meadowsweet stream, she the scented campion fields • I to cup the buttercup moon, she to wear a daisy-chain of stars
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Sleep, Clara Bow
05:32
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Sleep, Clara Bow
Under Prospect Heights, under-prospect lived, we struggled up for life.
Flex-tight whip-chord wired, with a spark of divine fire.
So, sleep, Clara, sleep. Untouched, sleeping sound.
To outshine Nature in a poisoned Paradise.
Shaped-tight, pleasure-wired, with a spark of divine fire.
So, sleep, Clara, sleep. Untouched, sleeping sound.
Sleep, Clara, sleep in a silver screen eiderdown.
Sleep, Clara, sleep. Sleep, Clara, sleep.
In nowhere's faceless sullen suburb, face a dusty screen.
In harm's dead-end lonely headlock, sleep's golden silent dream.
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A Firebug Nature
06:05
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A Firebug Nature
We fashion our wings
as fire-fascination.
We fashion our wings
over the sea,
smack-front of the black, facing void.
Smack-front of the black, facing void.
On Icarus wings.
On Icarus wings.
Fire above.
Sea below.
Feathers and wax.
A spark could take us down,
deviation-swallow drown.
A firebug nature lift-melt us,
or heart-sinking normalcy?
Our firebug nature.
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Coldbloods
05:32
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Coldbloods
Who let the hawks hang the higher ground? Who led the crows to circle round? Starting to feel a little nervous now. Don’t let them near the switch, hey! Who let the vipers take a hold? A slither of lies that became a road. Can’t just be me that’s starting to feel a little nervous now. Who let the primal shape control? Who let instinct steer the wheel? Can’t just be me that’s starting to feel a little nervous now. Don’t let the coldbloods take the stage. Who let the reptiles free their cage? Who let them loose on the modern age? Can’t just be me that’s starting to feel a little nervous now.
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Black Moon, Rise Again
06:25
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Black Moon, Rise Again
Black Moon, Rise Again
;)
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Ogham The Blood
04:53
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Ogham The Blood
Blazon our field of gules, losers fell as fruit from the ash.
Proper in red we rampant perennial while sabling death per fess a sinister hand.
Ogham the blood, ogham the line, our cult of the fallen will triumph over time.
Brazen our or over vert, ogham gash chevron emblem flesh.
We gang to forge eternity, slash our mark to stave off death.
Ogham the blood, ogham the line, our cult of the fallen will triumph over time.
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Kickstart The Empire!
05:38
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Kickstart The Empire
Give me new old days. Those heady, Summer old ways.
Gilded history and gold rays. People knew their place.
Come on, let’s do The Idiot Test…
Kickstart the Empire! Come on all you good people out there.
Kickstart the Empire! What’s wrong with all you damn people down there?
Heave those mighty oars! We can row this land to brave new shores.
Heave those mighty oars! We can make ‘then’ now great again.
Kickstart the Empire! We all need a good plunder now and then.
Kickstart the Empire! Free the chains of reality.
Kickstart the Empire!
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