Dead Bird

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    Dark Vinyl (DE) produced this BLACK vinyl edition of Sieben’s 2002 album Our Solitary Confinement. This release also includes The Sound Of His Horn, previously unreleased material designed to be played whilst reading a book – in this case, Sarban’s The Sound Of His Horn. Elements of Our Solitary Confinement (which I was writing at the same time) peek out in these pieces. The release is on two 140g black vinyl and with a nice heavy card gate-fold sleeve. New design by Martin Bedford, all lyrics included. Shrink-wrapped. Limited edition of 300, or which I have a few left.

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lyrics

Dead bird

Master and prisoner of your flesh. Effortless ‘til final confinement. Still gawk and sneer, your stance is cocked. Though your jaw has dropped, the mock has not.

Beneath it all we are bones as you but awkward, pedantic and Earth-bound too. You manipulate the air below, your dip and soar made us marvel and envy.

Destroyer on the factory floor. Cat-taunt prowess, bead-eye vicious man. Still gawk and sneer, your stance is rot. Though your jaw has dropped you scowl our hidden secret.

Beneath it all we are bones as you but awkward, pedantic and Earth-bound too. You manipulate the air below, your dip and soar made us marvel and envy.

But beneath it all we are bones as you—a palace, a prison but Earth-bound too. You manipulate the ground below. Above your dip and soar made us marvel and envy.

Hell’s impish messenger spells our future out in bones.

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from Our Solitary Confinement, released February 2, 2017

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