1. |
The Accident
06:06
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I was raised on Jesus Christ
and I was told how he gave up his life.
As a child, I would pray at night
and I would swear, I felt protected by his holy light.
I believed in his holy book,
though I confess I never much gave it a look.
But I was told of the glorious stories within,
filled me full of hope, kept me safe
in a world full of sin
and I believed that this was the end of the world.
Yes I believed that this was the end of the world
I was born 1965,
in the united states,
the land of the immaculate lie.
And I have grown, to realize,
all that I looked forward to, wasn’t real,
it was false, it was part of the lie.
Like Santa Claus, Superman, Sacred Cross, Holy Lamb,
Satan and Peter Pan, Soul of the dying man,
Cops and Cathedrals, TV’s and Angels,
Serpents that speak and the garden of Eden.
Church and society, Alcohol, LSD,
Movie stars, Athletes, Politics and Charities.
Your preacher and confessor is a child molester
and they fall to his feet but he won’t turn the other cheek
And we were born with a crown of thorns
and nails through our hands and our feet.
While the earth consumes without empathy,
the bodies of all who believe.
Jesus Christ, tell me please,
we’ve only got one thing to pray.
Why give a life to human being
if you're just going to take it away...
I was raised on Jesus Christ
and I was told it was he who had given me life,
But the truth be known, I was an accident.
It wasn’t love or affection, or immaculate conception,
It was a beast with an erection
and a woman who bled on the sheets
and I realize, there’s one thing that’s waiting on me.
It isn’t heaven or hell,
It’s just a box and a veil
and a man in a suit that tells lies
as I’m lowered in the ground.
.. is this the end of the world?
.. Is this the end of the world?
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2. |
World You Created
05:07
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Open the gate dear woman, walk through my garden gathering stones. In your daisy apron, take off your bonnet & rest in the sun. Beneath your golden halo, you hung your head & you whispered a song. Go to sleep my baby, but your eyes fill with tears cause you’re a mother to none.
This is the world you created, this is your life shining through. This is the world you created. I’m sorry there was nothing I could do.
Walk through the field old lover, gathering your heather now tangled in brier. Your dreams are now a fading ember, though once they were a great, great fire. Now you’re a sojourn woman, lying alone neath the marshy moon & where is the man you waited? Did you leave him alone writing songs in his room?
This is the world you created, this is your life shining through. This is the world you created. I’m sorry there was nothing I could do.
Walk through the streets old woman, crouched without sympathy, bitter with scorn. Stop by the churchyard watching, all of the children play, could have hers. When a small girl approaches running & the old lady, bright eyed, holds out her arms, but the girl screams GO HOME WITCHY WOMAN & her heart sinks, says "I haven't got a home" & she turns & she walks alone.
This is the world you created, this is your life shining through. This is the world you created. I’m sorry there was nothing I could do.
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3. |
Come To My Stone
04:22
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Mary I surrender though no fortune has been made
I spent my days in the comfort of your arms
I never was a rich man, well at least that's what they say
but I had all I ever needed, when I had you in my gaze
And long is the road I'm traveling
And cold is the wind that's blowing
And when I'm gone, will you come to my stone?
Yeah, When I'm gone.... will you come?
Mary please come closer, woman, do not be afraid
I've something to tell you, before it slips away
I buried you a treasure on black mountain high
and you will find it, where the earth has kissed the sky
But long is the road to heaven
And cold are the stars that twinkle
And when I'm gone, will you come to my stone?
Yeah, When I'm gone.... will you come?
All of the friends I made
none compared with you
All of the plans we had
well, I hope you'll see them through
Mary please take my hand
because you're fading from my view
and I don't want to leave you
but there's nothing I can do
Mary I am sorry but the shadows finally won
and I am leaving, but I'll write you one more song
Mary stop your praying for the darkness has arrived
and I am fading, from your soft familiar light
And dark is the road to nowhere
And soft is the light in your hair
And when I'm gone, will you come to my stone?
Yeah, When I'm gone.... will you come?
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4. |
Do You Miss Me
03:52
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Do you miss me with your lights down low
Do you wish that I didn't have to go
Do you ever wonder secretly if I'm the one
Do you wish tonight that I would call you on the phone...
but it don't ring, you're lying, with your tv on
and you fall asleep wishing that you were not alone
Do you miss me when the rain comes down
Do you wish that I was still around
Do you listen to my music as you're drifting off to sleep
and do you think to yourself this one's written just for me.
Does it bring back old memories or make you wonder what could be.
Do you wish I was with you, to hold you while you sleep
Do you miss me more than you would tell
Do you think that you're still beneath my spell
Do you tell yourself some times you'd rather be alone
then when you're day is over, deep inside you know you're wrong'...
cause the moon's hanging heavy & your heart is beating fast
and you know that I want you, but you're frightened of the past
Do you miss me after I have gone
Do you miss me when you hear this song
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5. |
King Of Evolution
03:02
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I don't want anything to do with love
I'm forfeiting heaven
I'm moving from the conscious state of mind
to level seven
I've got a common curiosity
I know it's forbidden
I've got a golden voice inside my head
that says grow beyond your own visions
I don't want to see you again
I don't need the torture
I just want to be on my own
away from the vultures
I see my crystal soul
up in the velvet sky
I've got my mind on revolution
I've got my hands untied
I feel my spirit glide
I am the king of evolution
I see the seven spirits of my past
showing me visions
They say the worst drug that I've ever had
and I know, was religion
I don't want to see them again
I don't need the torture
I just want to be on my own
away from the future
I see my crystal soul
up in the velvet sky
I've got my mind on revolution
I've got my hands untied
I feel my spirit rise
I am the king of evolution
I've seen the sainted fold
bow down to gods of gold
I'm breaking from the institution
I've got my crippled hands
around the throat of god
I am the king of evolution
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6. |
Corpuscle Blue
04:28
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And I see the peripheral world.
The fat man in the pantry, watching,
drooling as the child laced up her roller skates
And I stand in vicarious light
Watching as my childhood self
gets chased around by Timmy the retarded man
And I was late for Sabbath school
as Miss Marie held prophets made of felt
and talked of the Apocalypse
As a child, I dreamed of it
I'd run through ruins rejoicing, looking up
as rain of fire poured down on everyone
And as I whispered silent night
religion stole my Jesus Christ
And now the tears they fill my eyes
For it seems that all was just a lie...
And I, I had a vision in green
'twas Ellen G White talking to the devil
about another hit of Morphine
And we are from vacation bible school brigade
It's me and Chris and Troy and Wayne and Doug
we're playing freeze tag in the churchyard
Troy, he said, in the red carpet room
he saw his grandma naked in the bathtub
she was staring, she was laughing at him
And we, we dream in corpuscle blue
We see faces in our sleep of family in mimicry contorting
And as I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
And as I get me up to wake
I fear the lord may just be fake
And I am trapped inside the dark church
There's figures in the nursery
Carl Causey's in the closet and he's waiting for me
There's ghost in the sanctuary
I'm hiding in the baptismal tank
and it's full of electricity
Oh god, what have you done to me?
Oh god, what have you done to me?
And as I lay me down to sleep
I felt the devil on my sheets
My body it felt paralyzed
I tried to open up my eyes
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7. |
Talisman
03:31
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Death wings stretch the tattered lawn
blocking out the golden dawn
I'm dying in my uniform of
pauper's rags and crown of thorns
Who are these men who follow me
faceless, hiding in the trees
who wait until I'm on my knees
to rip away my rosary
My faith be ravaged in their fist
Each bead that scatters in the midst
cries out that god just isn't there
or if he is, then does not care
Holly just before I cease
I long to sing my praise to thee
For every night you lied with me
I dreamed of immortality
That death should not reveal his face
nor nestle between our embrace
and though we held with all our might
I lie alone with death tonight
Oh garden of my flower died
Oh mother of my unborn child
In empathizing with my plight
I hope you'll not forget tonight
Make from my heart a talisman
keep it with you until the end
so I know that I'm justified
in writing you my final line
My faith left dying on the vine
My fate's beyond the body rind
My only enemy was time
relentless in it's pantomime
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8. |
Secret Friend
02:51
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9. |
No More Shoulders
03:52
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10. |
Fairweather Friend
03:06
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Dear god I said I'm sorry
but you know you really hurt me
I was only trying to hold you
to give warmth not to control you
No I didn't mean to scare you
I was only trying to tell you
that we're near the final chapter
of our days of love and laughter
It's the end, goodbye my fairweather friend, It's the end.
In the sunlight you are with me
through the starlight to tomorrow
When the rain comes I can't find you
I'm beneath the clouds forgotten
And the world is getting older
And our eyes are growing weary
And our final words are spoken
And the hourglass is empty
No more angle songs to call you
No more poems to exalt you
I don't want to be remembered
Burn my poetry and letters
It's the end, goodbye my fair weather friend, It's the end
And at last the world seduced you
yes it stole you from my slumber
Now you're going with those people
who just want to pull you under
It's the end, goodbye my fair weather friend, It's the end.
I've been walking down the back streets
I've been crying in the shadows
I've been hiding in my diary
but this is my final chapter
Dear god I said I'm sorry
but you know you really hurt me
I was only trying to hold you
to give warmth not to control you
... it's the end
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11. |
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It’s the end of the world
and I’m sorry to say
that’s there’s no turning back
and there’s no getting saved
It’s the end of our homes
and the fortunes we've made
there’s no fairy tale end
just a stone and an open grave
I’m So Sorry, I’m So Sorry
I’m So Sorry, I’m So Sorry
It’s your very last day
and you lie in your bed
and tears fill your eyes
as you look to the mantel
at the picture frame world
that’s you as a child
oh those innocent eyes
never dreamed of this lonely demise
I’m So Sorry, I’m So Sorry
I’m So Sorry, I’m So Sorry
It’s the very last time
that we’ll see you my friend
and we wanted to say
that we’ll see you again
but we cannot be sure
don’t know what to believe
because beliefs are just hopes
when the truth fills us so full of pain.
I’m So Sorry, I’m So Sorry
I’m So Sorry, I’m So Sorry
It’s the end of the world
and the old people know
as they look to the sky
with their hearts beating heavy and slow
"It’s okay" said the child with a smile
and you wanted to cry
but instead went along with the lie
preserving those innocent eyes
keeping the dream alive
hoping the future will bend
and innocence can win again
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12. |
Strangers
03:59
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And he lived upstairs,
alone, in fear, in capsule
And he seldom dared,
to leave his room, his capture
And no one even cared.
And at night he lies,
and stares to silent corners
And some nights he falls
in sleep, he dreams
he's younger,
but then he wakes to find
it's all within his mind
He lies in silent wonder
pondering the star filled skies
He closed his eyes and whispered
"Please god, take my life tonight"
And she lives downstairs,
alone, a girl of vision
and she reads a poem,
he wrote, within her prison
she wonders where he's gone
And she closed her door,
she lites her scented candles
she's picking up her phone,
she calls, just to hear him answer
But no one's even home.
She dreams in water colors,
visions that the eye deny
she tilts her head in wonder,
this painting is my soul in flight
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