There Is No One Left To Bury Me

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released February 14, 2016

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Track Name: God of Rats
God of rats

I’m gonna pray x4

I’m gonna pray to the god of bullets
I’m gonna pray to the god of powder burns
i’m gonna pray to the saint of sodomy
I’m gonna pray to the god of infamy
I’m gonna pray to the god of cancer
I’m gonna watch the ticks grow fat
I’m gonna pray to the saint of injury
I’m gonna pray to the god of rats

I’m gonna pray x4

I’m gonna pray to the saint of nooses
I’m gonna pray to the god of the damned
I’m gonna watch the leech grow fat
You can sing to your god in heaven
I’m gonna pray to the god of rats

I’m gonna pray x4

I’m gonna pray to the saint of misery
I’m gonna pray to the saint of junk
I tell ya some day there’s gonna be a reckoning
I’m tellin you now that you couldn’t run far enough
I’m tellin you now that you won’t find a place to hide
Your god up in heaven is gonna turn his face away
I’m tellin you now everyone is gonna pay
I’ve gone through your garbage
I’ve lived on your scraps
One of these days your streets are gonna run with rats

I’m gonna pray x4

I’m gonna pray to the god of catacombs
where the horrors of your dreams are gatherin’
Their no longer content with the scraps
Their gonna come for your blood, and bone, their gonna come for your yellow fat
God up in heaven is gonna turn his face away
So you better pray to the god of rats
Track Name: Pissing on a Rose
Pissing on a Rose

I’m covered in clay
and the fat of the land
there are more of my kind
the brothers of
arsenic, and ricin, and wine
pearls are before me
and the silk is above
and the pricks are right behind

I’m pissing on a rose
that is prettier than
the faces of god

I’m fucking a saint
and I’m wiping my
dick on the altar cloth
I’m setting fire to the daughters of the world
I’ve poisoned the bloodline of the sons of creation

there is rape in my eyes
and light in my skull

I am fucking a rose
that is prettier
than the flowers of eden

I am pissing on
the knife wounds
in the sky
as the sun collapses
I’ll hold its hands
I’m covered in clay
and the fat of the land


Chorus
I am the sun
and the rain
and the seed
there’s nowhere to hide
and nowhere to run to
and no time to flee

I am me x 3
I am free x 2
I am me x 3
I am free x 4

I am eating the meat of disgrace
I am carving a sneer in the meat of my face

I am born to the world
through a wound in desire
I am born to the cities on a wind of despair
I am born to the women on a tide of tears
I am born to the men in a winter of fears
I am born to the children in a summer of hate
I am born to the mouth of the night
In a basket of reeds
down the tongue of the river
to the gift of my mother
which is death wrapped up in desire
I was born to the world
to pass water on the gift of the fire

Chorus

I am crushing a rose that’s the heart of the father
who was the light and the word of the people
who raised up his hand to the world
and never wept at the sight of the slaughter
when he dies I’ll be holding his hands
I’ll be covered in clay and the fat of the land
surrounded by the stars and the swords
that are the number of seven
And I’ll piss on a rose that is prettier
than the faces of god
and the true name of heaven
Track Name: Dirty Sky Filthy Sea
Dirty Sky and Filthy Sea



I am gone

The soft skull
The hard light

The lined face
With stained eyes

I love the way the rain dies

I’d rather chase the stars with long knives

And get my hands around the throat of a sunrise

But now I’ve gone
Somewhere between
The dirty sky and filthy sea

I hear the song before the swan dies

I slit her throat before the tears dry

I’ll pull a pistol on the moonrise

Steal your soul before the blood dries

Just give in and let my wounds cry

Watch the trees weep and the stones die

Then fly off somewhere between
The dirty sky and the filthy sea

Slit the belly of a pearl

Drown a flower

Kiss a girl

Drive my blade into the earth

Refuse my death
Deny my birth

And everyone will know
Exactly what my blood is worth

And everyone will know
The price of need

And everyone will know
That I made the stars bleed

And nobody will miss me
When I go
Somewhere between
The dirty sky and the filthy sea
Track Name: Calf's Liver
calf's liver

lamb shank
blood cake
a skinned buck
break the wishin’ bone for luck
heifer’s tongues
sow’s lights
for bigger prey
take bigger bites
the killing floor’s
garnet river
I’ve torn out the calf’s liver X
clouded eye, and breath gone
the drowned and burning ortolon
the lamb’s cry
the bull’s pride
crack the bone to marrow suck
severed rabbit’s foot for luck
silver blade
life taker
ruddy butcher
sleepless baker
red flesh
life giver
I’ve eaten rare
the calf’s liver X
the lamb’s slaughter
the butcher’s daughter
the roastin’ fire is gettin’ hotter
hog’s head
calf’s liver
life giver
drinking from the garnet river
I will live as long as I am able
then throw myself on the butcher’s table x
raw scrap
dogs fed
rendered fat
on black bread
who is strong enough to eat their dead X
Track Name: The End of Me
The End Of Me

decay and destruction are mine to court
my soul is my own to condemn or set free

Chorus
this is the end of me
this is the beginning
in the death and the life in between
there is nothing but need
this is the end of me
this is the (only) beginning

the flame is never hot enough
the dream is never bad enough
the death is never pure enough
to give me pause

and we fall
but is it we
i am of us
and we all must bleed

but there is need
and need alone
and when i hunt
i hunt alone
and when i dine
i dine alone
and when i sleep
i sleep alone

Chorus

there is black blood
that stops hearts
and there are songs
that raise souls
but nought and nihil
are mine to court
and mine to control



there is nothing to know
there is no meaning in murder
there is love to take
but only hate to nurture

i am only the end of me
i am only the beginning

and nought is the word
and nihil is the lesson
i’ll not die for love
but only for pleasure
there is nothing to know
and no meaning in murder

i am the death of december
and the scream of october
i’ll be buried in the summer
and rise again in the winter

Chorus

red is the flower
and black is the pollen
and prayer’s just a joke
to those who have fallen
and maybe i’m sick
but I still have no reason
mine is the strength and the voice
that courts death and destruction

there is love to be had
it is mine to grab
and crush beneath my boot
i am not for want
i am the truth
and i am the end of me
Track Name: Infinite Space Infinite Night
infinite space infinite night

promise of the stars
promise of the night
promise of the kiss
promise of the body
promise of the mouth
promise of the word
promise of the sky
promise of the name
promise of the night
promise of shame
promise of the scream
promise of the light
promise in dreams
promise of the light
promise in aching
promise of the light
promise of waking
promise of night

and the stars a drowning in our belief that they are drowning
we are drowning in the belief that we are drowning
we are living in the belief that we are living
we are living by the grace of our dying
we are burning by our belief in the fire
we are crying at the sound of our crying
we are breathing by the violence of our nature
we are living by the grace of our dying

we have no place in the universe
and we have no place in time
we could get lost in infinite space
or the ballet of planets
or the decay of suns

we are the glory of impossible union
we are the miracles of infinite possibility
we are the sadness of the galaxy
we are the death of improbability
we are the war in the face of apathy
we sing the dirges for the death of the orchids
we sing on the threshold of infinite loss
we make the music and we make the murder
we make the children that will string us up
we are the push and the pull
we send our souls to melt in the crucible
we are the ignorance in the face of the light
we are the casualties of want and desire

we are the kings and queens of infinite night X

promise of thought
promise of the light
promise of rebellion
promise of night
promise of destruction
promise of delight
the promise of nothing

makes us the kings and queens of infinite night X
Track Name: An Ending
An Ending

Everybody’s looking for an ending
An ending x3
Maybe it’s here in the weeds
The weeds x3
Maybe it’s here in the trees
The trees x3

Did I die a million deaths
Did I regret each one
Did I die alone
Did I shy away from the light that was shone

Everybody’s looking for and ending
An ending x3

Maybe it’s in the sweat
Or the skin
Or the sin
Or the bone
Maybe it’s the razor or the rope
Maybe the words of hope
Will ease our passing

Maybe it’s in the earth
The earth x3

That will hold me like a lover
And take me for all that I’m worth

Everybody’s holding out their hands to touch
To touch x3

Everybody dies in lust
Everybody rises in hate
Everybody screams
Everybody tears their seams
Maybe it’s here in dreams
Your mother kissed your hand and you never woke again



Maybe it’s in the mouth
Or the lap
Or the lung
Maybe it’s in the loaded gun
Maybe it’s here in your bed
Maybe if I lie down in these weeds
Maybe if I crawl on my knees
Maybe if I fill these pages up with ink
I’ll write a proper ending
Track Name: You Will Be a Healer
You Will Be a Healer

you are all wrapped up in white
and your soul fights to survive
you know that you can’t leave
you know you can not stay
all the muddy water in the world
couldn’t wash this sin away

you told ‘em that consumption
would strike down Mary-Gage
you know the reverend’s secret ill
and that the Johnson’s daughter’d be born still

you can’t stop the constant achin’
you think the apple in your chest
was planted by satan
it may be ripe with rot
and filled up with beetles
but you’ll do anything to save these folks
you’ll swallow butcher knives and needles

you lashed a switch across your back
and kneeled upon the broken glass
smashed your hands together
and prayed your prayers so hard
maybe the tongue inside your head
was gifted by the lord

you might not never know
you might not never know
you might lead this flock astray

you’ve got this gift
this curse
and no one answers when you pray

so you swallow a stone
swallow a stone
a stone so big and grey
it’ll keep his voice out of your mouth
if it can’t keep the thoughts away


still they want your hands upon them
and you know your touch must burn
some folks need the burnin’
their stupid to the core
some folks need the burnin’
it’s all that they long for

you see all of the portents
you see all of the signs
you see all of the lust and avarice
that floods their ugly minds

so you swallow a stone
swallow a stone
a stone so big and grey
it’ll keep his voice out of your mouth
if it can’t keep the visions away

you see each silly token
and each commandment broken
you can see the apples in their chests
like yours they’re rotten, bruised and grey
and if you’re the mouth of darkness
or the mouth of light
they’ll all burn anyway

some folks need the burning
their guilty to the core
some folks need the burning
it’s all that they long for

so I say to you
don’t choke on bone
or knives or fat or stone
let them all roll back their eyes
let them all be stunned
speak your truth
and worry not
where the message it comes from
sometimes god will move your tongue
other times the devil takes his turn
so lay your hands upon them
some folks are only fit to burn
Track Name: My Brothers
My Brothers

do not think me damned
I am still a man
and all men
are my brothers
yes all men are my brothers

I’m from the land
where all women
are my daughters
here the dirt is pregnant
with the fat of my sacrifice
here the wind is
ripe with our songs
we are not prisoners
we are proud and strong

we are the kings and queens of the east
and there is always room
for more at the feast
we are the sons and the daughters of nod
we are shameless and guiltless
with no memory of god

your faith is no currency here
we bare the mark of defiance
the angels are nothing to fear
we won’t be controlled or compliant

give me no pity my friend
or you’ll soon meet your end
because all men are my brothers
yes all men are my brothers

I ripped up the word
plunged my hands in the dirt
turned my back
on the way of redemption
and with my woman by me
I turned my gaze to the east
I slaughtered a beast
and bathed
in the fat that was rendered
I slipped through the night
plunged a spike in the dirt
and knew that I was home forever

come sit at my table
or die at my hand
because all men are my brothers
yes all men are my brothers

we are strong men
we are vicious men
we are all brother

we are loving men
we are flawed men
we are all brothers

we are covetous men
we are murderous men
we are all brothers

we are good men
we are ugly men
we are all brothers

we are good men X ?

I am a good man
I am an ugly man
All men are my brothers