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Web
04:59
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OUR FIRST TRIP ON SATURDAY NIGHT
WAS TO TURN OFF ALL THE LIGHTS
AND WED SPIN A WEB UNSEEN
IN THE DARK, ITS QUITE A SCREAM
UNAWARES, THE PEOPLE SLEEPING
LANGUID ON THE BEDROOM CEILING
FLICK MY CUFF AND WIPE MY FEET
ON YOUR FACES WHILE YOU SLEEP
STICKY BLOOD UPON MY SLEEVE
IN THE DARKNESS UNDER EAVES
LOOK UP HERE, I'M HIGH ABOVE
NOTICE ME, IVE DROPPED MY GLOVE
OPEN MOUTH, I SHALL INFRINGE
DOWN MY WEB I DROP RIGHT IN
UNDERNEATH YOUR HUMAN SKIN
I'M DRIPPING POISON, LINGERING
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Withered Hand
03:30
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PLUCK YOUR EYES OUT
WITH THE MASTERS WITHERED HAND
AND THE PLANETS
GROPE ABOUT WITHOUT A PLAN
ON YOUR KNEES NOW
BECAUSE YOU’LL ONLY SUFFER MORE
YOU MUST SUFFER
YES, YOU MUSTN'T ONLY DIE
AND THE HEAVENS
GRINDING DOWN, YOU CAN'T BE WELL
HANGING HEAVY IN A SKY AS BLACK AS OIL
CRAWLING SLOWLY, FACE DOWN IN THE MUCK
CRAWLING SLOWLY, WITH AN OUTSTRETCHED WITHERED HAND
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Poor Queen
02:20
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I'M SPINNING RIGHT AWAY
I FEEL SICK AND TIRED
BUT WHO'S ON THE STREETS TODAY?
WHO'S ON THE SAME PAGES, OH YEAH?
AND WHO WILL KNOCK UPON MY DOOR
ALL IS FINE
ALL IS RIGHT
A TEENAGE QUEEN IS LOCKED UP TIGHT TONIGHT
AND ON THE STREETS THEY CRY “HURRAY!”
THE QUEEN WILL LIVE TO SEE ANOTHER DAY
SHE'S SLIPPING RIGHT AWAY
SHE FEELS SICK AND TIRED
“BUT WHO'S ON THE STREETS”, SHE’D ASK
“WHERE ARE MY SWEET PAGES, OH YEAH
AND WILL THEY NOT KNOCK UPON MY DOOR?”
ALL IS FINE ALL IS RIGHT
LITTLE QUEEN, SHE CRIED HERSELF TO SLEEP LAST NIGHT
BUT FEAR NOT MY LITTLE QUEEN
THE PEOPLE STILL LOVE YOU IT WOULD SEEM
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Turned Out Light
02:05
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BASED ON A FEELING
COME ON COME ON
WASTE ALL YOUR TIME NOW
AH, COME ON TURN ON
A CREEP WITHOUT FEELING
GET OUT GET OUT
OH SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR
RATHER THAN DOUBT
YOU HOLD UP YOUR HANDS NOW
OUT TO THE SUN
A TURNED OUT LIGHT YEAH
WELL, IT AINT NO FUN
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5. |
Lupine Ossuary
04:18
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WE LOVE TASTE OF HUMAN FACES
EYES ADRIFT, ASLEEP
I WILL SIT DOWN AS I DID
TILL I CAN TASTE A BEAT
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Sticky Hulks
06:50
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ASTRAL SEASONS DRIFT ON BY
IN WAVERING DELIGHT
AND STRETCHING ON THROUGH TIME
AS A SOUL SHOULD SURELY BE
FOR ALL ETERNITY
AND PRESENT IN A SIGH
AT A PACE SO PATIENTLY
DALLY THERE FOR YOU AND ME
PLACID ALL THE WHILE
AH THE TICKING OF THE CLOCK
AND THE RINGING OF THE STOCKS
ARE RELICS OF OUR LIVES
OUR LOVE FLOWS ON ENDLESSLY
OUR LOVE IS PURE AND FREE
A VAST AND DEPTHLESS SEA
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Holy Smoke
02:40
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8. |
Rogue Planet
01:56
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IT'S NOT TOO HARD TO REACH
IT'S NOT TOO FAR TO FLY
THIS TIME THEY CUT YOU OPEN
FLAYED TO THE OUTSIDE
TUNED IN TURNED OUT
UNSIGHTLY, SPINNING ON A SPIT
THIS PROBLEM'S PLANET WIDE
THERES NOTHING YOU CAN DO
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Palace Doctor
04:40
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I AM TRAGICALLY COVERED SUNDAY, BLEEDING SUNDAY, SUNDAY'S BLOOD
WHO IS ALWAYS SNEAKING AROUND ON THE POLISHED PALACE FLOOR?
WHO IS ALWAYS KNOCKING ON MY, ON MY PALACE DOCTOR'S DOOR?
WHO HAS ALWAYS KEPT THEM BLEEDING, FROM THE ROYAL PALACE SORES?
I AM ALWAYS HIGH AND MIGHTY LAYING ON THE PALACE FLOOR.
WHO IS ALWAYS SNEAKING AROUND IN THE PALACE GARDEN ROWS?
WHO ALWAYS THROWS THE FIRST SPADE
OVER SHOULDER PALACE WOOD?
WHO IS ALWAYS HIDING BODIES WEALTHY BODIES AS YOU SHOULD?
I AM WORKING IN THE GARDEN PLANTING FLOWERS AFTER DARK
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