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O Deceit
02:38
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Tidal waves and torrent rains
Have split us in two ways
Passing ships and golden lips
Speak ill of history
Eyes that strain into the night
No light to shine - no day
We are human
We're done dreaming
We are yesterday
Handshakes, fists and switchblade kisses
Tears and weeping sores
I am armed and you're resistant
But I won't be ignored
Deceit
We're just one word away
Deceit
And no more words to say
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In Your Arms
04:35
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The lights go out, you're loathe to close your eyes
Insurgent waves of dark engulf your heart
The walls are closing in - maligned and brooding grim
You hold your breath and hold your faith divine
Nightmare
In your arms
I can't sleep but I'll embrace the dawn
Nightmare
I am prey to your charms
Hold me close to your heart
And I'll follow you down
The endless rest will find you by and by
It covets you and yours, and I and mine
The fog is closing in - a blanket for our sins
Exhale your last for now and for all time
With your cold deathly touch
Comfort me - cover me
With your shroud, weathered, old and ghostly pale
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Legion
03:31
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No more talking...no more talking
The years are wasted and days are dawning
We paid the ransom
And we paid the price of denial
As doors are closing we kick them down
With no borders and no walls to hold us
The roads are open...vistas are golden
And romance comes easy when you hold the spark to the flame
One billion lovers will seed new game
And former wardens
And former lawmen
And all their children
At peace as each man dies alone
We razed the highlands
We razed the lowlands
As one we're legion
As one we stake claim to the fire that burns in your eyes
No more waiting...no more waiting
Our words were wasted
Our tears have frozen
With no warning we took the fields and cobbled roads
The doors are open...we broke them down
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Varning
01:23
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Infinality
04:06
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O brace yourself for the long and lonely ride
You're a’ ways out there, no chute and no lifeline
You've cut yourself off from the pack
With no way forward and no way back
You hurt yourself to spite the bells that chime
Great shame for those that love
And once were loved
Deserted in their need, so frail and lost
They run to keep the chill at bay
In gale force winds will bend and sway
Remorseful as the dust that sets and moans
Take heed you young at heart and young of mind
Don't waste your days on truths that can't be found
The movement you've been waiting for
It's calling out - it's at your door
Deceive yourself and you won't hear a sound
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When the spirit dies young you become an opportunist
When the spirit dies young you find driftwood to cling to
Though you try and you try to find a meaning
In the soil, in the air that you've been breathing
In the eyes of those you know
There was love and now they're cast in stone
There's no meaning
When the spirit dies young
When the cavalry comes there is no place to run to
When the cavalry comes there is no one to turn to
Though you try and you try to find a meaning
In the dark gritty soil that you've been digging
In the eyes of those you know
There was love and now they're cast in stone
There's no meaning
When the spirit dies young
No you can't ignore
What you felt before
Who you are
Or where you have been
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Mind over matter
Over conscience
Over words which rhyme with words which go
Eloquently
Bathe the minions
Who can only know just what they know
Stoke the fire
That you've been feeding your desires
Know when the wind blows
That you got over all those barbed wire fences
Lost are the moments
Are the hours
That you surrendered to an endless cause
Light and splendor
Bask forever
Upon your worthless self which now is corpse
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Hellhound On Your Trail
03:36
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Deadwood, wreaths and knives
Bloodied tunics form a pile
Where you found God
Red wine mouth defines your smile
You follow beams of light
Through the black-woods of your mind
Don’t tread so hard
Hellhound on your trail tonight
Don’t fall behind, holy dancer
Don’t fall for lies
Never cower
You ain’t a child any longer
Don’t fall behind
Through seven feet of snow
Rode nine dark horsemen on the moor
Fear stops your heart
There’s a pounding at your door
Your hair hangs low
The north wind calls
Your cold blood pools
On the hard-wood floor
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Aileen
03:42
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Aileen…everyone talks over the top of you
There's a black revolver
A finger on the pulse and dark rings circling your eyes
Circling your eyes
Aileen…all your friends believe you're innocent
There's not a shred of content
To justify a noose, incarceration, empty eyes
Justify your empty eyes
I heard the law came down on top of you
And if they heard you squeal
You'd better run for cover there's a penny on your hide
I know you had the rug swept out from under you
Aileen…now you'll never have no peace
You'll have to sleep with open eyes
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The Day The Rain Broke
05:12
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So I buried you beneath the wilted tree
Wrote a song to preserve your memory
And I can’t quite recall
If the rain broke, or did fall
Laid to rest for all immunity
There’s a piece of me got left behind
There’s a piece of you was never found
Still you took all you need
So please don’t bother me
Lay low, lay low
You’re haunting me
Then came a sigh
As the white rose of the night
Shielded her eyes
To the painful mourning light
All is still in the dirt
And yet you breathe
There is life in you, ailing majesty
Did you wallow? in the black
Under shark-tooth heart attack
Wantonly
Devotedly
Don’t make a sound
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Lindsay Phillips Sweden
'Singer and songwriter' dabbling in gothic/folk/country circa 2003 - 2021. Recorded 5 full length albums (3 self produced at home in Sweden) and a bunch of Ep's and singles. Played hundreds of shows in Melbourne, around Australia as well as Canada and EU. Currently retired from service. ... more
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