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pale neighbor. Lips and eyes are air and light. Negatives filled with night. In long limb he comes. His hands full of a space where there should be a knife. So I will turn to my pale neighbor and he will give me an ending. and I will die without grace no ghosts of memory no pale recollection of what once was a face how did this story get so strange. I will bleed for a whisper of prophecy. they will crash cars into me. they will open negative stars in me. So I will turn to my pale neighbor, and he will give me anti-light and i will die in the shade of his negative sight no spectre of flesh no frame of bone to the night i am nothing to the day i’m unknown they will torture my shade. I am drawn in thick lines. I am heavy, and dumb with my pale throat defined. from beneath the hedge. from outside the light. turning the corner kills me every time. i turn to my pale neighbor and i am filled with anti blood i am unborn i am unmourned i am less than the shadow of the lowliest stone to the night i am nothing to the day i’m unknown
2.
What Leaves Us our guns jammed or we never pulled the triggers i can’t remember but it doesn’t matter now snow falls before the light we dance in circles and its circles we leave in the snow your hands are in mine now we breath courage into clouds that smother the light and leave us where we were meant to be the snow is ermine that you’ve thrown over your shoulder fear leaves us in time with our hearts and struggle runs down our wrists like ribbons i may have wept once, but not today the shame that leaves my body mixes with the melt and you’ve never been more beautiful cherry blossoms spilling as you dance in circles in the snow what leaves us is what frees us your hands are in mine now and the snow is ermine that we’ve thrown around our throats shame runs down our wrists like ribbons i take your waist in my hands as both our hearts slow and you’ve never been more beautiful dancing circles in the snow there was pain once but i can’t remember now because i know the way to go your smile puts me on the path to the only light i’ll ever know we are waltzing down the path to the only light we’ll ever know
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SHINJU 02:45
4.
Chalk Circles All the birds are falling Every muscle’s pumping All the skin is stretching Every stain is spreading I’m drawing circles on the floor and something bad is gonna happen All the birds are thrashing Every muscle is straining All the skin is tearing Every stain is spreading I’ve drawn a circle on the floor and something bad is gonna happen all the birds are shrieking all the pretty pistons pumping every tongue is splitting All the milk is turning every muscle’s burning Oh lord,something awful’s gonna happen who has come now what have I done now can my mouth shape her name can my throat push it out will anyone hear if I shout will anyone care if I scream as she turns all my prayers into steam I wanted her dead now she stands by my bed and I’ll never get out of this dream I drew a circle on the floor and got all that I asked for and then I got so much more
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RARER THINGS 02:58
Rarer Things The meat is fresh but sours on my tongue it dies again in my mouth it toughens in my guts In my mind a noose of gristle hangs I need to eat of rarer things Throw ash on the plates throw the plates on the floor pull the cloth from the table search the place behind the door and scent the air for terror search the attic search the cellar till you find that something rarer A slice of cake a slice of calf no one tells me what I can have I’ve swallowed women down with whiskey the blue bonnet the blue sash wearer I’m in need of something rarer I’ve stuck my fingers into honey I’ve slapped and twisted but always resisted but the noose of gristle in my head closes on a rose of red I pulled her from beneath the bed the angels sang inside my heart when I ate the rarest part
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We Are Not Like You We are not like you we have knives for each other’s throats we have black eyes and great coats death comes for us every day and we never die for lot is life there were those once who were bigger than we who bought and sold us but now we are bigger than the night and they will throw themselves on our knives they will hang themselves from the nooses we’ve made of our lives and we are not like you we are not the same there are no rules for our game we are not like you your hands slip right through us there is nothing of us you can tame our lot is life we speak secret words we shrug off your smiles we eat up your bile and turn all our secrets to birds we sang out our names to all the dead stars and they sang them back filled with the memory of the light they once cast we’ll see you all die one by one to the last our backs are rent where our wings tore through but you’ll never see them because we are not like you we are not like you we are not the same we fly over the fields where your horses went lame with our teeth we twist up your hearts and your names we are not like you we are not the same
7.
you won’t find me there I own the light I bend the night I am the brick and the mortar my left builds the bridge my right gives the order and i am steam the night is lean it’s meaning clear I turn up my collar and disappear the mouth will swallow up my suit I am the color of any color I will waltz with a woman and she will forget my name my seed will swim back to the earth or cool and die on an indifferent thigh I’ll hike up the dress of the evening and have my way with the night. the cracks are bigger than me there is no name for what i bleed her hand slips through my hand she cannot see my sneer I turn up my collar and I disappear the rain cannot touch me because i’m not there I speak not and sing not for I drink no air electricity dances on the grayest matter the vault of my skull is the whole of the firmament and the stars are the sparks that move me there is a cobblestone alley that runs through my chest a boiler room pumps in the heart of my breast the night is calm the night is clear I turn up my collar and I disappear
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CALL OUT 02:30
Call out Call out Break your pipes tear your chords I could be happy with some tears maybe get back all the years If I could make your words spill from you like blood I would drink them up If you could hit me square I might breathe again If you cursed me and read out a list of my sins my blood might run again If you stabbed me it would be better than a kiss If you pushed the pistol beneath my chin I could believe in love again If all you ever felt for me was hate It’d be like flowers on my grave If you would set me alight then I would know there was fire in you too Just call out, just call out and I will call back I will find you I will find you
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Strength and Pride My father has grey eyes My mother has pale skin My sister has red hair I, myself, am thin and fair Way out beyond the field Way out beyond the track I swear to god if you cut us I swear to god we bleed black We share secrets deep And souls of mud And just beneath the skin We share a dark, dark blood Hear the waters run with fever And hate grows amongst the weeds A murder thrives amongst the trees The rain it smells of gasoline Amongst the forest black and loam The flowers writhe and scream My father’s hands are viscous My mother’s teeth are sharp My sister’s nimble fingers Deftly tie the knot And I, myself, am thin and dumb But my eyes are sharp as knife points When my prey begins to run Are secrets are stained with powder burns From pistols that we shot We stand up tall and ugly When the wind begins to rot For our birthright’s filth and mud Just beneath the skin We share a dark, dark blood The river’s choked up with bones here And fear grows amongst the weeds And the black trees keep the secrets Of the bodies in the leaves Their hands are bound with twine Their heads are wrapped in sheets The sun decays and radiates An awful evil heat There is no greed within us We only kill what we can eat In the wicket heat All things must die And bloat and split and burst Among these ripe and fetid things It’s man who stinks the worst There is strength and pride Amongst me and mine There’s death in the day And death in the night time Out here among the slash pines The moon is drowned in mud And just beneath the skin We share a dark, dark, blood
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Burn Down My Home The walls soak it up the flecks of tar the spleen the smoke that poured from our broken throats The bed is ripe with it the fractured sleep the stale fuck desire undone that’s where it begins This is my home the flora the flesh god, it smells of home but god, the air tastes worse than death No one can kill me but me I will honor what’s left and take my last breath and burn down my home

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released March 4, 2016

Alec Yoshizumi: drums, percussion
Badger: Bass
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