Salò - Salò

by Overlook Records

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    Recorded by Ross McGowan, September 2011. Cover art by Nick Blinko. Comes with bonus track "VALIS".

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released December 7, 2011

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Track Name: Hunger Artist
Let's set the distance
Between lies and feeling whole
Blink and you will see us at distance

We are the watchmen
We stare grinning as you sing
Laughing as you sing
Mocking every insult you shape
From hands that break and fade

Roads without distance
Living without burning out
Shade without the colour we make
From hands that hold the reigns
Track Name: 2-3-74
Burnt air in snow
Spreads like firework light
Expanding in a misused retina
His bones torture me; I equivocate

A black contrail haunts the sun
(Building up, building charge)
A place where electricity gathers

Shamed by this wide-eyed fire
Track Name: Pickman's Model
And I am seeing black and blue, falling over
Sinking into the ground
I'm over
Where's the sky
It's under
I've four legs - broke four legs

Out of nothing/into nowhere
(There's nothing left to communicate)

Falling into the sea
I'm over
Where's the sky
It's under
I've gone deaf
And I am seeing black and blue...
Track Name: Useless Marksman
This stone was never meant to break you
I found a piece of you missing
Where are your eyes?

This hole was never meant to hide you
I am a useless marksman
Where are your eyes?

I feel the panic out of focus mind
I can't find
Can't find your eyes

(I am broken - wholly shattered)

I never miss when I'm inspired
You were a statue
Breaking away

Gabriel fades
Over grey earth

I found a piece of your face
Track Name: Iphis Breathes / Black Contrail
The first breath metaphysical
Expanding vessels - naked
Shaking off this tired skin
Like Samsa we can see

We're buried under but we never die
Like Iphis, he is breathing
Best to wade out

The last gasp metaphysical
Retiring vessels - shaking
Old bones disintegrate
We are the children

We're buried under but we never die
Like Iphis, she is breathing
Best to wade out