GOD DROPPED THE LANTERN

by Damien Youth

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released 11 November 1986

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Track Name: Jonathan Child
Jonathan Child

Soul engrave the image of her hollow eyes
Unfold in mortal horror, happy to oblige
Her fingers pressed against his pail & tainted skin
She offers sympathy but you're not listening
Hallowed the hollow grave that shivers in your eyes
Halos are hovering the tarmac where you lie

The house is haltering a breeze
It sounds like hollow reeds
Shutters flapping, halls embracing
Jonathan your soul is racing, seems
gravity is pulling me

Crinkles up his brow & crouches in his stall
Scribbles "Helter Skelter" on the bedroom wall
Relights the candle with each turning of the page
He screams in solitude, embalmed by tempest rage
He rolls his eyes up as he closed the book of Faust
Saying, Don't trust the shepherd for he owns the slaughter house.

The house is haltering a breeze
It sounds like hollow reeds
Shutters flapping, halls embracing
Jonathan your soul is racing, seems
gravity is pulling me
Track Name: Field Of The Dragonflies
Here comes Elaine from the cotton woods
she sang a song like I'd never heard
there in the shade, a whispering charade
Under the stars by the silent field
I lay her down & lift her veil
she opens wide, a tauntilating bride

From the edge of the woods came a thousand eyes
There is no love in the field of the dragonflies

Me & Elaine on the Miller's path
her image looks like a photograph
from a magazine, the kind you'd love to cream
The path leads on to a trickling brook
where we tarried there till the timbers shook
leaves in our hair, so naked, unaware

From the edge of the woods came a thousand eyes
There is no love in the field of the dragonflies

With all of the grace of a fluttering brier
they nested there in our attire
we spun in fear like an insect chandelier.
Track Name: Jackie
Harness the lamp light in your eyes, Jackie
There in the cold room where you lie, Jackie
Oh no, oh no, she'd never give herself away
Oh no, Oh no, please never give yourself away, Jackie
From my window I see you sitting there
Oh silent vision, don't hide behind your hair
Oh Jackie lies, hallowed be there,
Oh Jackie lies, hallowed be there,
Oh Jackie lies, lying alone

Harness the moonlight in your eyes, Jackie
Here in the graveyard where we lie, Jackie
Oh no, oh no, you never really did explain, Jackie
Oh no, oh no, you never really did explain, Jackie
Why heaven haloed a monumental child
Just to model an elegance so wild
Oh Jackie lies, hallowed be there,
Oh Jackie lies, hallowed be there,
Oh Jackie lies, hallowed be there

Harness the lamp light in your eyes, Jackie
There in the cold room where we lie, Jackie.
Oh no, Oh no, please never give yourself away, Jackie
Oh no, Oh no, please never give yourself away, Jackie
Track Name: Nestor's Death Bed
Desire to cry, Consciously dying,
Surrounded by amputee Christians
To me this white room looks scarlet red
and I know that there's a fire within me
that no mortal can cure

Flowered in sores the swollen flesh
burned to the core, I'm praying for death
Feathered with lice, I claw at my skin
Fluttering eyes I'm contorted by sin

I desire to kiss, hear the saliva hiss
in the curled lips of the orphan adolescent
but the two large twin sisters are rushing the room
simultaneously speaking Let me be your pallbearer

Flowered in sores the swollen flesh
burned to the core, I'm praying for death
Feathered with lice, I claw at my skin
Fluttering eyes I'm contorted by sin.