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love me as I rest in a bed of
roses as I lie naked in the
doorway drifting off to sleep or waking
to a new life dreaming that i
can escape into the darkened night sky
with the light of a fire burning
the wicker grave where I lie stargazing
love me as I look into your eyes
quiet as the shoreline returning
to the edge of a floating world be-
hind my eyes drinking liquor with her christ
in petty chapel pews vomiting the
porcelain lies confided in burning
embers of a child left sinking
in the river under the world
love me in the morning after
the excited body wanes into the after-
life as a new creation takes the place of
god and my flesh in unison create the
endless sphere where you only exist for a
moment then drift and are placed upon my naked
body underwater and we may float to another
dawning world to drink another
love me for a moment (baby I'm tired)
can't you fucking hear my words protruding
through the depressed dirt where I linger
with the footprints of a gypsy universe
examining my corpse for gold and trinkets
of meaningless nothing since we're dead and sinking
exhausted waste in a bottle of brandy
that god is drinking as we're left naked, swimming...
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Exiled into Nothingness
05:14
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you will be exiled from this existence
and you will die
most importantly, you will take your own life
you will be exalted at the end of this
in a palace
overlooking the firmament
you will watch your family burned alive
as ghosts place
your neck in chains
you will be exalted at the end of this
in a palace
lit by the warmest flames
swimming towards a bright light
a distant beckoning beacon on the skyline
too distant for your fragile arms to reach
so you drown like a sleeping child
in the terror of the night
you will be exiled from this existence
and you will die
you will take your own life
you will be exalted at the end of this
in a palace
with no memory of ever being in this place
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Death Meditations
05:37
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i just want to be alone with myself
and hide under the water like its a coat
its so cold, i’m a ghost
you cannot see me, it’s so freeing
to be without the urgency to be
inside of my home where i’m most comfortable
i walk around naked just to feel something
no shoes, no shirt, nobody cares
if at the end of the day i am still here
i find myself getting angry with the notion
that i have to live another sixty years with this weight on my chest
my family is dead, and my friends are for nothing
but to pass the time until i’m in a better place
under this water i almost feel like everything could be okay
but i’m actually feeling pretty suicidal today
so i’ll keep dreaming about living like i’m deceased
then i won’t have to feel anything
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in a distant village bed
a woman’s eyes change color
as death the conqueror comes
in the form of invisible fire
to consume the earth
in a deluge of shadow
dancing with her in a crypt
crippling her flesh, but what if…
she becomes immaterial
a metaphysical being
unseen until the next morning
in eternal chains of misery
she is my love with firm roots
snuffed out in a dark room
by invisible fire pouring
like wine over me
fog rolls over the hillside
i thought i saw her in a dream
i can sense this agony
i can sense her defeat
death will always leave us asunder
if only for a moment
until like a newborn i experience
the sweet release that enables us
to love one another
even if we will only
become ether bound to
the eternal chains of misery
to drown one another
in our blood surrendered
to holy walls of fire
in our blood surrendered
to holy walls of fire
in our blood surrendered
to holy walls of fire
in our blood surrendered
to holy walls of fire
to holy walls of fire
to holy walls of fire
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5. |
This Wandering Ghost
03:25
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This wandering ghost
How shall it live?
Haunting the ones it once loved?
Or inciting a fear in death?
This wandering ghost
Baptized in christ
Would give its life again
If for another kind
This wandering ghost
How shall it live?
Some say by virtue of
Prior decisions made
It will walk alone
Under star light shone
The ever looming dark
In empty cathedrals - dawn
This wandering ghost
Wishes to exist…
But in some other vessel
Of godless flesh…
This wandering ghost
How shall it die?
Cursed to bear future sin
In the coming nights
For all that was once light
And all solitude that endures
She saw the fear of god in him
Then slowly opened her eyes
And spoke…
So be gone now…
be gone now…
be gone now…
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why do you feel the need to point a gun at me
i have always wondered what I’ve done to deserve it
maybe you just have sadistic tendencies
that could explain your behavior
you may as well just kill me
my life is obviously of no value to you
baby why you treat me like this?
baby why you treat me like this?
baby why you treat me like this?
baby why you treat me like this?
you make me want to slit my wrists
how can anyone be expected to live like this?
in the black dungeon of violence
you tear my flesh
clean from the bone
but I only want to be loved…
i just want to feel
like I’m not going to die in my home
and maybe that god will save me
from feeling so alone
baby why you treat me like this?
baby why you treat me like this?
baby why you treat me like this?
baby why you treat me like this?
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I’m so ready to close my eyes
I’m so ready to close my eyes
there is nothing but beauty in this time of longing
but can beauty set a captive free?
we think so little of the consequences…
we care so little about the imminent death of everything…
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Instrumental
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