1. |
Lavender Girl
04:37
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there’s patchouli, spanish blossom, frankincense, and rose
i’m lavender, lavender
there’s cedarwood, champa, musk, and myrrh
i’m lavender, lavender
i was smolderlng then you breathed deep
may your soul be free now my smoke is sweet
there’s sandalwood, lilac, magnolia
i’m lavender, lavender
ylang ylang, jasmine, amber
i’m lavender, lavender
i was smoldering then you breathed deep
now our soul is free and our smoke is sweet
lavender, lavender
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2. |
Ode To V
07:26
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obey the strange-haired woman with sad singing lips
the child of pleasure unbound
her bud and bloom are tortured execution
the valley of innocence – purgatory’s caress
a ritual awakening
transport transformation
in her altar of temptation
taste of bliss, annunciation
treasure book and temple
eternal idol mystica
transcendental satisfaction
the sweet meat – love and holy cult
ravished demons speak in tongues
soak emotion dogs
the other world
bverwhelm corruption of
lost in the labyrinth
revalation
lost in the labyrinth
thunderbolt sensation
cabalistic kiss, electric spectre
sleepwalker dream-hunter
nightmare tempest
discharge orage and please my mind
we reap the fruit
we’re calling the vultures
a terrible joy
transmit – Her
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3. |
Shimmer (Instrumental)
02:16
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4. |
My Buried Child
02:11
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5. |
Not Logical
05:26
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open your mind
sensational, metaphysical, insatiable, astronomical,
phenomenological, ontological, heterosexual, astrological,
testimonial, biophysical, suicidal, emotlonal, sensual, bisexual,
questionable, not censurable, alienable, spiritual, musical,
horizontal, sociable, incredible, maniacal, psychological, comical, reprehensible, experimental, chronological, biological, gullible, unprofessional, beautiful, homicidal, matrimonial, testimonial, homosexual, fertile, bestial… anything at all but not logical
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6. |
Spiral Staircase
04:25
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the wind blows after dark
and then goes my heart
i never wanted this to start
forever haunted by the dark
the wind comes in
the wind comes in
here he comes for my life
here she runs for the knife
i’m not the type
to tell your wife
the wind comes in
the wind, our sln
the wind blows after dark
when he comes for my heart
i never want this to stop
and what is sorrow but to knife the wind
and what is pain but to blind our skin
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7. |
Yum-Yab
02:55
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i saw a white finger on a barbed wire fence.
i knew it was dangerous but i took the risk.
and yes it was sweet so sweet to eat.
now see how the flesh is pricked and bleeds.
yeah it bleeds. it bleeds. yeah it bleeds. see how it bleeds.
i saw a lil’ baby crawlin’ down the street.
i said hey come over here you smell good enough to eat.
i said hey come over dear and you know what i’ll do.
i’ll make you my mirror of the things that i chew.
little yum-yab. Little yum-yab
we are the wild. we are the risk.
come little yum-yab. come slash your wrist.
we are the wild. we are the risk.
come little yum-yab. gimme a kiss.
we are the wild. we are the risk.
come little yum-yab. come slash your wrist.
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8. |
Surgical Saviour
04:17
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9. |
Cache' Toi
00:26
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CACHES TOI, CACHES TOI
ET SORS SEULEMENT
DANS UNE CHANSON QUE TU CHANTES UNE FOIS
UNE CHANSON QUE TO CHANTES
UNE FOIS, SEULEMENT
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10. |
Tragic Seed
02:13
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when you touch yourself again through me
love is the roaming tragedy
when you touch yourself again through me
love is my roman polanski
when you touch yourself again through me
love is the roman tragic seed
tragic seed
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11. |
Troll Lullaby
03:11
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Don’t let the troll into your bed
he’ll take your soul then eat your head
inside the honey hollow space
licking his fingertips of cake
He brings the whirling deep in your heart
then sing as twirling demons dark
to take you down beneath the ridge
To where is found his silent bridge
Still is the water green and thick
he’ll drag you under with his stick
see flaxen gold floats there through the mist
he killed someone’s daughter with his wick
An arm with grey skin bobs slowly in the pit
No don’t let the troll creep in your door
he’ll take you in sleep to his chamber of horror
are you dreaming no use pleading
are you dreaming he’ll soon be feeding
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12. |
Deflowered
03:41
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if you wanna be the star
just get the big guitar
a pair of leather jeans
lends credibility
make all the critics cream
just get down on your knees
learn how to scream and seize
every “opportunity”
you’ll make them beg for it
you’re one tough rockin’ bitch
you got a lot to show
on college radio
so drop all the petals soft as velvet
tear up your petals moist and delicate
flower petals soft as velvet
rip up the petals moist and delicate
they’re falling
now I know you wanna be the rage
wanna live inside the formaldehyde cage
i know your mind’s made up
your breasts tattooed
the power won’t rub off
now it’s part of you
you got nothing to prove
you got nothing to prove
you’ve shown to those pricks once more
made them beg for it
you’re one bad bitchin’ whore
so drop all the petals soft as velvet
tear up your petals moist and delicate
flower petals soft as velvet
rip up the petals moist and delicate drop all the petals soft as velvet
tear up your petals moist and delicate
flower petals soft as velvet
rip up the petals moist and delicate
rip up the petals moist and delicate
flower petals soft as velvet
rip up the petals
rip up the petals
they’re falling
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13. |
The Body Lover
03:37
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At last it’s coming up, the sun
The bodysnatcher’s day be done
With blackened teeth and ruddy skin
And swigging long upon his gin
He’s weary with his breaking back
The corpse he carries in his sack.
The bulging burlap caked with clay
Is foul yet musky from where it lay
Beside his shovel, oh precious rubble
Inside her cold and lonely grave
The mournful wind sings songs of praise:
How lovely she in her blue dress
Behold the tempting virgin flesh
Her sunken eyes filled with blind grace
Her shrunken lips with secret tastes…
For raven hair in tangles coiled
Upon white satin, he hath toiled.
He’d held her dainty feet and sighed…
The downy smooth upon her thighs
And wrapped within his fraying scarf
One little heart floats in a jar…
Swaying quiet now lifts his head
This robber stops to toast the dead
And pray will he in town lust waits
For paid he’ll be by pounds just weighed…
This night he’ll roam the streets of mud
He’s slushing down these roads of blood
Tonight he’ll own the meat and mud
He’ll drink these streets, he’ll eat this blood
This night he’ll roam the streets of mud
HE’S SLUSHING DOWN THESE ROADS OF BLOOD
Tonight he’ll own the meat and mud
HE’LL DRINK THESE STREETS
HE’LL EAT THIS BLOOD
How lovely she in her blue dress
Behold the tempting virgin flesh
Ravished only by one called
Death
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14. |
Shimmer
03:18
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come Morocco night
the sand is as white
as the moon is bright .
like birds in flight
soaring high
we’re lost in the light
come Morocco night,
you shimmer.
you’re shimmering.
you shimmer.
you’re shimmering,
lost in the light.
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15. |
Act III
01:46
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As your hands tightened around your throat
I knew that this time you would kill me
And like all the times before
When I didn’t struggle
Because there was no use
Again I succumbed
Again the mask melts away
Your reflection
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16. |
Troll
08:45
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JARBOE Georgia
Over the course of her life, Jarboe has explored and discarded structures of personae.
“The true and genuine Pythia of the American underground”
-METALITALIA
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