1. |
Lucifuge
00:34
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May Lucifuge find wherever you are
May the scourge that you painted heal into a scar
May sleet eat your footprints and conceal your car
Alas, you followed a misleading star
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2. |
Fifteen Signs
02:38
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All of the waters rise above the mountains
Then all of the waters Sink so low we can't see them
The waters return
The animals bellow
The waters will burn from east to west
Flowers fill with dew and blood
The Earth is divided
The cities destroyed
The stones fight each other
The quakes they shake the earth
All of the mountains and valleys are leveled to a flat plain
We come out of hiding, but we can't understand what we're saying
The stars will fall out of the sky
The bones will come out of their graves
Every last one of us will die
The Earth burns with water on judgement day
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3. |
Man of the Mountain
03:24
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I hiked up the ridges of the valley
Catching clouds like hot milk in its bowl
I broke up the highlands into acreage
The likeness of the landscape that I stole
And then I saw him
Coming along on all fours
Dragging behind him
An impossibly long umbilical chord
He saw me struck and still over my tablet
Trying to track the chord unto its source
Apollo beat his retreat ever westward
The valley’s tributaries stuck on course
He said, “I am the man of the mountain”
“And I have always been here”
“You almost crossed my radius; come nearer”
I stepped forward
He dashed at me to feed
I had not brought the darts
That I’d heard that I’d need
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4. |
Like The Pigs
01:13
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It's not your fault
You're not in control
The games of the devil
can fool all kinds of people
and now you lay to rest
You feel the devil enter you
You run toward the cliff
Yeah something just came over you
In the crossfire, like the pigs
What's your name?
Are you legion?
Now you remain
In the spiritual region
Yeah now you lay to rest
You feel the devil enter you
You run toward the cliff
Yeah something just came over you
In the crossfire, like the pigs
Yeah something just came over you
In the crossfire, like the pigs
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5. |
Secret Gourmandizing
05:00
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Secret gourmandizing
In the question mark I hold
Where a scene should be
Where the future time is told
My robe’s not as soft as it seems
It’s actually sackcloth
Secret sweet relaxing
I’ll call evil, I’ll call foul
No good comes from shade
Every speck of matter howls
My stink is not as dead as it seems
I prayed with the physicians
Sacrificed, accepted light
A new heat-seeking mission
Did you know that I’ve seen you before?
Indeed, indeed, I know you
And in the face of all former charges
A burning concentrate I can’t dilute
And you’ll show me up in the next one
The road ends at once
No spit can cure my vision
No mud my trust
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6. |
U.F.O. (Larry Norman)
02:45
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He's an unidentified flying object
You will see Him in the air
He's an unidentified flying object
You will drop your hands and stare
You will be afraid to tell your neighbors
They might think that it's not true
But when they open up the morning papers
They will know they've seen Him too
He will come back like He promised
With the price already paid
He will gather up His followers
And take them all away
He's an unidentified flying object
He will sweep down from the sky
He's an unidentified flying object
Some will sleep but will not die
He's an unidentified flying object
Coming back to take you home
He's an unidentified flying object
He will roll away your stone
And if there's life on other planets
Then I'm sure that He must know
And He's been there once already
And has died to save their souls
He's an unidentified flying object
You will see Him in the air
He's an unidentified flying object
You will drop your hands and stare
He's an unidentified flying object
Coming back to take you Home
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7. |
Nebuchadnezzar
03:35
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The eyes of my guard remain sheathed
My fingernails are too hard to clip
I pluck a feathered hair from my shoulder blade
And watch my steward’s sweating lips
I take refuge outside the city walls
Every night I leave the light
I drop and I crawl
I was Moloch
I was wisdom, beast and man
I was living axis mundi when the first year began
The gazes of my subjects remain clouded
I can see they see the owl in my stoop
I, who was the giver of all good things
Knew too much, too much new
I seek shelter outside Babylon’s gate
Feathers and fur emerge and hurt
So I stay away all day
I was Moloch
An old incarnate god
All the world revolved around me
Now I sleep beneath the sod
What would they think if they saw me?
A shrewd and loving judge
Chewing grass, wandering
A return to the mud
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8. |
The Old Time Way
05:10
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9. |
What Better Way?
01:23
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And I thank the lord for the grains in my bottle
And I praise him for the fruit in my glass
On the seventh day he sat and rested
And I got drunk right off my ass
What better way to spend the lord's day?
What better way to spend the lord's day?
And I thank the lord for this plastic lawn chair
And I praise him as I light the grass
On the seventh day he admired creation
And I got stoned right off my ass
What better way to spend the lord's day?
What better way to spend the lord's day?
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10. |
Valentinus
03:53
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Speak brazen in a cackle if you’d like to
The wind reports even your whispered word
And I can see the root of every image
God-behind-construction, our absurd Demiurge
Cast lots in the catacombs
Tonight I am the chosen home
Chance bypasses worldly will
Where the truth is killed
Return no glances entering daylight worship
These picture-worship men can read the winds
Praying on my knees, I feel their pockets
How close can you be without being kin?
Lucky nights when I am the mouth
Where the light falls out
I use words that I’ve never heard
And I’m sure they’re words
Dissolution deliver me
Set the real mind free
Tin calls for a chain of authority
Have no hold on me
I meet your hooded eyes across a mad crowd
When they read the new mandate aloud
And though I cannot understand the language
Your half-lidded eyes tell me we’ve been found out
Cast lots in the catacombs
Tonight, this final night
I am the chosen home
Follow Christ to the Formal realm
Before the dawn swells
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11. |
In The Aeon
07:32
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Every nature
Every form
Every creature
With a curse adorned
In and of each other
Every Mountain
Every view
All return
into the root
In and of itself
Where do you come from
Human-killer?
And where are you going
Space-conqueror?
What surrounds me is gone
What binds me destroyed
And in the Aeon I'll rest
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