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ALABASTER MOONSHINE
THUNDER BURNS AT MIDNIGHT
DRINKING FIREWATER
WITH THE DEVIL'S DAUGHTER

HEY EVERYBODY'S LOOKING FOR
A BELLY TO CRY ON THESE DAYS...

A SECRET UNDERSTANDING
THERE'S FIRE IN THE TEMPLE
MIRACULOUS COLLISION
DISTURBED SOMNAMBULISM

SOME DAYS YOU WAKE UP & YOU'RE
JUST ABOUT READY TO GIVE UP THE GHOST

ALABASTER MOONSHINE
THUNDER BURNS AT MIDNIGHT
YOU'RE DRINKING FIREWATER
WITH THE DEVIL'S DAUGHTER

GOES DOWN LIKE LIQUID GOLD
COMES STRAIGHT BACK UP LIKE SLOW
DYNAMITE

INCUBATOR

	Yours is a History of Torture and Cruelty An Incubator of Sorrow and Misery You justify yourself in all your Delirium The scars from your father left a mark on your lips. Torn between licking at wounds or at kicking me Confusion it mandates your every emotion Relief is impossible, the mirror refracting It's always demanding uncomfortable positions. I play with a full deck My cards on the table I'm betting my life now It's double or nothing Oh why can't you come when I call... When I call Cries turn to whispers, the silence is sickening As tongues lick together at the tears from the womb Delirious pallor, released in the service, of Death and Futility There's no time now for caution Incarcerated object desired, you're trapped in a prison now of your Fear and your Rage You come to my nightly and we remake History But yours is of Torture of Sorrow and Misery. Cries turn to whispers the silence is sickening As tongues lick together at the tears from my womb Torn between licking at tears or at kicking me You justify yourself in the name of your father Yours is a History of Torture and Cruelty An Incubator of Sorrow and Misery I play with a full deck My cards on the table I'm betting my life now It's double or nothing Oh why can't you come when I call When I call...

GOSPEL SINGER

	Pig Mountain Valley in the middle of the South Sweet white baby with the insane mouth Walking through the thicket in the dead of the night Likes to pull away when she's squeezed to tight... Waiting on the Word come out the Gospel Singer's mouth Hey pretty baby no need to be scared Worrying 'bout the things that aren't even there Deep in the valley in the middle of the mountain Sticky little sister gooey gushing like a fountain Waiting on the Word come out the Gospel Singer's mouth Pretty butter baby with the horrible scars Tried to kill her Daddy by ripping out his heart Had to teach his girl such a horrible lesson Shot her little kitty with the Smith & Wesson Waiting on the Word come out the Gospel Singer's mouth Down by the quarry near the railroad tracks Something smelling fishy telling me to get back Under a rock sticking out tiny shoes Warning...calling out I got some terrible news... Still waiting on the Word come out the Gospel Singer's mouth

ENDLESS FALL

	If these were the last things That I could remember In this the country of lost things, Then please just five more minutes Fulfill my final wish... A kiss before dying Your breath upon my lips Black eyes move ever closer I hear the angels call If these were the last things That I could recall In these the dying embers Of things forever lost Together Forever Like never before Perpetual spiral Into the endless fall

PIGEON TOWN

	I live round the shack outback It's full of rats and razorbacks I get my knife and cut 'em down You think I won't just stick around Cornfed boys in gunnysacks Digging holes and filling cracks Souped up cars and monster trucks Killing pigs and smoking dust Don't ask me why...I'd hate to lie I'm wasting time...hanging round in Pigeon Town Cousin Johnny comes to play I yell out just go away We go down to the fishing hole I grab his hand, he grabs his pole He gets drunk and starts a fight Looks for someone new to spite I get mad, he starts to howl I head right back down to the holler It's no surprise...don't ask me why...he's doing time somewhere South of Pigeon Town I live round the shack outback It's full of Vipers, Diamond backs Nine miles South of Pigeon Town Another bunch of Killer Clowns I keep my door locked up real tight Daddy sneaks in every night I'll get my gun and shoot him down You think I won't just stick around Mamma never meant no harm even when she broke my arm she'd get drunk and start a fight this happened almost every night.... Don't ask me why...It's no surprise They had to die...to get away from Pigeon Town Yeah and you can say all the shit you want to about blood being thicker than water...It's thick alright...like mud... that's just the way it is around here...lay of the land and all that crap...Dog eat Doggie and you'll get a stick in your eye every time just for trying...you go to bed with the pigs...you wake up with the pigs...But hey I was born around here...at least I had the smarts to get the hell out... not that it matters where your from...it's all the same... All one big busted-up broken down shit-shack in the middle of nowhere... I'm heading out of Pigeon Town.

SOLAR HEX

	You believe in mutilation like it means something... Blood cuts on the wrists, dirty bruises, scratches, open sores wet hair on the damp floor... bound by ropes, bandages, candle wax, welts, tears, terror... all beautiful memories...all-beautiful Right from the start I knew we couldn't go on long One of us was going to have to back away After all the stories I just couldn't go on now After all the lies I wish you'd go away Staring at your face at the foot of my bed frame You're defying me to take you back again Slowly slip the noose oh cock it ever tighter Staring at your face I want it back again Right from the start I knew we couldn't go on long One of us was going to have to run away After all the stories I just can't go on now After all the lies I wish you'd stay away Staring at your face at the foot of my bed frame You're defying me to take you back again Slowly pull the trigger, cock it ever closer Staring at your face I want you back again

WHAT IS MEMORY

	Blood is just memory without language The sins of the flesh are just a sacrifice to Venus Passion plays itself out in the killing zone of false memory All these secrets they just stain my recollections Little by little the sun invades the sky's absence Day breaks, Night falls The sun slowly rises... Radiant dust it falls in on the curtains of lost time Light leeches out Blood thickens Muscles contract I'm now in touch with the Impossible I'm obtaining the power of my existence To reach the opposite of existence My Death and I we slip away into the light outside my window... I open myself to my absence Day breaks Night falls No sun no slowly rising As I die as I die No sound breaks from my lips For the cry I give is Silence Silence Silence without end....