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1. |
Come, Raven King
05:19
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Come, Raven King
We, of no name!
Hunkered on Northern moor.
Clung to Southern shore.
Wading Eastern fen.
Straddling Western fell.
Come, raven King,
ascend to bring
harmony to all.
A black moon rise
on scattered tribes
of fen, fell, and moor.
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2. |
Fire Drill
06:47
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Fire Drill
Today was fire drill, the stamp and grind stop.
Skiver’s delight, we filed out in lines, like school yard time.
Cowling and Smith set each other dares. Tolson flicked a rhythm on a can; Mackinlay stares and points and glares. Harding, Peterson turned and ran.
Back upstairs, the fag room empty and the old pot plate; feeling half their weight they lit and flicked, oasis of a double-break. Fell asleep to smouldering dreams.
And then the sound: A distant crowd.
And then the sound.
Harding would have played the drums, or inside-left to great applause, inside, Peterson would have tackled blazes; hosed this crappy factory down, sifted charcoal remains, kicked up this old plate, remembered happy times crouched round; the faggers team, the skiver’s eleven. They fell asleep their smouldering dreams.
And then the sound: A distant crowd.
And then the sound: A distant crowd.
Their dreams smouldering up in smoke.
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3. |
Blackdogday
06:27
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Blackdogday
There is harm, there is hurt
There's me,
then there is them
Them
They watch, patiently wait
Press, prod, tease, taunt
They manipulate
On my phone, in the walls
Waiting in the wings, watching all
Black dog day
Black dog day
Will they learn my secret?
Black dog day
Though i am no-one
Black dog day
Will they learn my secret?
Black dog day
My constant companion
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4. |
47 Words for Sheffield
05:41
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47 words for Sheffield
Mine coal's pit well
dish steel fold farm
sprig sprouted womb moor
warm small hold ing calm
budd leia warped works
Hope Street's nether edge
chiselled North sound-forge
bracken beats landscape's ledge
muck stem poet's clough
wind wood swept sowndown
cobble hill hail ruderain
leaf-tree foundry home
No Less Than All
“I am sweeping through The Gate,
washed in the blood of the Lamb” he said.
Disputing the world, the word. The line, the hook.
This strength will carry me.
I negate all need for positive,
I exist, I thrive. The line and hook merely
barb in my side. There is no less than all.
We resist we thrive, we fail just being alive.
In my eyes, no less than all.
On my side no less than all.
I am sweeping through The Gate, no less than all.
Washed in the blood of no less than all.
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5. |
No Less Than All
06:16
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No Less Than All
“I am sweeping through The Gate,
washed in the blood of the Lamb” he said.
Disputing the world, the word. The line, the hook.
This strength will carry me.
I negate all need for positive,
I exist, I thrive. The line and hook merely
barb in my side. There is no less than all.
We resist we thrive, we fail just being alive.
In my eyes, no less than all.
On my side no less than all.
I am sweeping through The Gate, no less than all.
Washed in the blood of no less than all.
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6. |
As They Should Sound
05:22
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As They Should Sound
Morning fields above the city,
its cattle-drive disgruntled moaning.
In city’s evening gutter, fights break out
then up at last order’s cry.
As they should sound.
As they should sound.
Early DJ perched at his station
will fill the waves with bright dull twitter.
The afternoon dignitaries gather,
Have their fill, talking up and down.
As they should sound. As they should sound.
Night, and the song’s in place.
Drawn on the bow, plucked from the heart.
Right in the mix, fixed to the bass.
Strapped to the beat and locked in place.
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7. |
Sing Loud
05:34
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Sing Loud
So much beauty in this world,
so much to sing for.
So much beauty to unfurl.
So much to care for.
Sing loud for those who work an honest day. Who add to the whole,
who give to the world,
who won’t take because they can.
Sing, Sing, Sing!
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8. |
Ogham the Blade
07:13
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Sing Loud
So much beauty in this world,
so much to sing for.
So much beauty to unfurl.
So much to care for.
Sing loud for those who work an honest day. Who add to the whole,
who give to the world,
who won’t take because they can.
Sing, Sing, Sing!
Ogham The Blade
Anrad we have stripped the birch,
to supplant with branch of steel.
Cold sun spurge, the spark extinguished,
score another notch on haft and shield.
We drunkship of cobblers on a sea of rain,
our marsh of diseases, our magic a blade.
Call upon the blade, harness the pain.
Burn down quert and sail, gort in the rain.
Anrad we cast down the gentle thorn,
for scarred gods’ seasoned bark.
Bonfire burn the stars extinguished,
we ogham piss the land our mark.
A disorder of sparks, our will firebrand red,
our fire is survival all magic is dead.
Call upon the blade, harness the pain.
Burn down quert and sail, gort in the rain.
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9. |
Sold Your Future
04:55
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Sold Your Future
Roll up, roll up. Roll up, roll up.
Sell your future!
Roll up, roll up, for shady deals.
Blood money, stocks, and arms a steal.
Feeding frenzy, take the lead.
Grasping chancers first to sell your future.
Antiques Roadshow, Twenty-Four.
Leave guns and morals by the door.
Here’s a heart, a spleen, a Brexit-ear
in which to scream ‘sold your future’.
Roll up, roll up, for cut-price stock.
Govern-less, and out to hock.
Haven for the rouble schemer,
the tiny-island dreamer. Sold your future.
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10. |
Loki
06:31
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Loki
I am stone, my lips are sown.
Stone, my lips are sown.
‘Til wild Loki tear loose
from his bonds,
wasters on the warpath come.
I am chained, venom for my rain.
Chained, venom for my rain.
‘Til wild Loki tear loose
from his bonds,
wasters on the warpath come
wasters on the warpath come
wasters on the warpath come
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