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The Beggar (1989)

by Damien Youth

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1.
Aries Child 02:14
2.
The Beggar 04:29
There's an apparition flowing through the current cherub wings are spinning colorful array I can see the Seraphim descending mending souls of spirit children as they kneel to pray How long, must I charade? How long must I decay? Maybe this isn't now, but what is to come Maybe this isn't real From the grip of these impotent people My spirit is soaring away raise me now, raise me now, raise me now, raise me now I can see a tunnel elongating turning yearning souls be cleansed by this immortal flame I can feel the chariot ascending to the eye of god I didn't know I passed away Hang on, don't be afraid Hang on to the spiritual plane Maybe this isn't now, but what is to come Maybe this isn't real From the grip of these impotent people My spirit is soaring away raise me now, raise me now, raise me now, raise me now Last night I saw you walking in the mourning fields I called your name but then you turned and walked away I followed you across the moors into the woods I saw you standing there beneath the Lilac tree Come on, don't run from me Come on, don't slip away Maybe this isn't now, but what is to come Maybe this isn't real From the arms of my impotent lovers My spirit is soaring away Now I don't believe in anything Now I don't believe in anything
3.
On TV 03:56
Morbid masturbation led to the decapitation of a high school girl who's only crime was she was born into an ugly world where women are tempted by snakes and snakes grow out of man see it uncoiled swollen poison in his hand This decapitation led to the incarceration of the angry man who's only crime was he was born into an ugly world where men are tempted by fruit and fruit grows out of girls see it poison and ripe underneath her curls He was the child that you ignored he was brought up on TV mentally molested by the morals of TV for if it's criminals you show then it's criminals you'll breed Right before they pull the trigger they are thinking "Maybe they'll write a book about me Maybe they'll check my family tree Maybe they'll take a picture of me Maybe they'll put me on TV" The saying used t go "Let's dispose of the criminals" Now the saying goes "Let's expose the criminal and his mind" But we've seen this all before at least one hundred times and while you're beating the dead horse we've redefined the crime We see it televised, commercialized glorified and to the point that the criminals you put on the TV are the criminals that you breed He was the child that you ignored he was brought up on TV mentally molested by the morals of TV for if it's criminals you show then it's criminals you'll breed Right before they pull the trigger they are thinking "Maybe they'll write a book about me Maybe they'll check my family tree Maybe they'll take a picture of me Maybe they'll put me on TV"
4.
I Didn't Die 02:35
Here in my sitting room I look past Chester field Beyond the orchid bloom just behind the wishing well There lies my mother's grave a cross stands made of stone When I turn out my lights she creeps into my home And the porch light breaks and the doors swings back and she pulls me to her side And I push away from her flesh decayed she screams I didn't die, I didn't die, I didn't die I didn't die, I didn't die, I didn't die Here in the psycho ward I don't know what is real The cold asylum walls or the shrieks from Chester field When I was a young boy I heard my mother scream I swung back the bedroom door where she hung by apron strings Now her head floats 'round and she's haunting me with forks stuck in her eyes And she drags me down to the soul pit ground, she screams I didn't die, I didn't die, I didn't die I didn't die, I didn't die, I didn't die
5.
Hey mister spaceman we've got another song It will probably make you millions if you'd only sing-a-long So hey mister spaceman we're waiting for a sign, if you will Hey mister spaceman we've been here for some time And we've seen you in your spaceship as you swim through Hailey's sky So hey mister space man oh please give us a sign if you will I am hiding in your mind I have been here for some time We are running out of life Looking through your aging eyes We don't know if you will ever get to see inside our minds. I am hiding in your mind I have been here for some time We are running out of life Looking through your aging eyes We don't know if you will ever get to see inside our minds. So hey mister spaceman we've got another song It will help to introduce you if you only sing-a-long So hey mister spaceman oh please give us a sign, if you will
6.
Hermit Song 02:37
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Acid Whores 03:12
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Fried 05:09
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White Lies (free) 02:24
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In My Room 01:58
In my room I don’t think I will ever go outside Every time I do you know I start to cry In my house I don’t think that I’m ever going to leave Every time I do you know I start to bleed You closed your eyes and turned away There was nothing you could say You see I’m just a little cold And I need someone to hold In your bed Lonely as the clock keeps ticking down You lay and fade away ‘til you cannot be found In your room I sneak up to your gate and watch you cry It just occurred to me one day we’re going to die What are we afraid to say? You and I are both the same So if you feel a little cold And you need someone to hold Come to me In my room Last night I tried to call you on the phone Hung up before it rang
15.
Melanie 03:35
16.
Seventh Wave 02:13
17.
Oria 05:17
I reached to touch her golden hair The girl in the electric chair So frail beneath my fingertips I leaned & kissed her hateful lips Oh, why can't you remember me Jesus Christ, I was in your dreams last night Oh, I was laying next to you, your sacred muse for your abuse... The canopy came down I stooped to touch her pale remains Her eyes they died like simple flames Celestial rose, virgin soul, infant sores An orison, a chorus from an orphan song Oh, yes I do remember you Oria, you were in my dreams last night You, you were in the orphan choir with fixed mortality, you were a gleaming spire With cloven hoofs & burning hair Childhood braids & twisted stare The passion post, the holy ghost with locks & chains & a list of names Wandering lost by the easter cross that's old & gray & clothed in moss By Posey's grave in the labor fire, I beheld the burning choir I turned to leave her body there Twas then I felt her golden hair She raised her head, she looked at me her body bucked in misery Her eyes were red, her eyes sunk in Then Oria awoke again.... Oria
18.
The Priest 05:16
19.
Distant Star (free) 02:37

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released July 24, 1989

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