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Bleak Tales In Lo​-​Fi Sound

by Brock Machine

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La Santa Muerte Recibe su guadaña Que usa para cortar El hilo de la vida Anni Obsidian rode into the canyon Just her and her stallion and her black obsidian blade A lone rider, she harbours no mercy Delivering curses with vengeance her only take Hot smoke put a fire in her eyes Like the taste of blood to the wolves who ride in her wake Ride on La Santa Muerte Recibe la balanza de la justicia Que utiliza para devolve el equilibrio Y la tranquilidad al mundo A ghost in the starlight Her phantom stallion rode forthright His rider had her sights on the men with the lives to pay Four riders bivouacked and tired From all that transpired over seven bloody days Like a dance between lovers She painted the stars with their blood With her shining obsidian blade
2.
The letter arrived on the morning of the third day The heat was strong And not much moved outside but he knew It was time to be moving on He looked at his face in the mirror He spit as he took up his pistol and chain He cursed when the sun hit him hard in the eyes On his final day Kick my boots 'cross the water I’ll be eating crow no more This time I’ve got a bone of contention to Serve to the choking dogs The dust rose high from the desert A gust of wind carried voices unknown And a letter burned in the pocket Of a ghost who was heading home This town takes blood from the haunted A connoisseur of damned and desperate souls The gavel falls when a man locks eyes With a wary foe Kick my boots 'cross the water I’ll be eating crow no more This time I’ve got a bone of contention to Serve to the choking dogs One more time cross the water I’ll be eating crow no more This time I’ve got a bone of contention to Serve to the choking dogs
3.
Put your cards on the table my son Take a coal from the fire Leave a gift for your lover and get some sleep Tomorrows journey will surely tire You wanted to know what waits for you in the sand Well drink from my heart and surely you'll come to understand That the garden of fire that burns inside your bones Turns to smoke and ash fixin' to carry you home And the desert will thirst for you no more Those hands that you carry my son It's no burden to share You drew from the wellspring of someone else Laid them low and left them bare You wanted to know what waits for you in the ground Well I'm sure you'll find out when tomorrow's sun comes back around One day you're a child, the next day you're cursed and cold Looking for shelter where the valleys fold The devil's shoulder is where you've rest your head While you hide away and reconcile the dead
4.
Well the porch light burned til morning came By noon the can was dry The screen door moaned a saddened tune While the taste of lightning filled the sky No quarter counts the skulls of ceremonies lost and dead The preacher pockets his blessings and Rides to where the sky turns a bloody red Three empty skins of holy water And three more days to go Gotta make it to that mountain road But here before the fire I'm breathing coal and spitting sand And losing sight of the hand that could not save me A lifetime of washing sins In a river of stone and clay Well the sins piled high and promised that I would rue the day I swore an allegiance to a saviour from a book of man But here in my final days There is no god just sky and sand And still no sign of water And not much time to go Gotta make it to that mountain road But here in the arroyo I'm breathing sun and spitting sand And putting sight on the mountain that just might save me I see it all so clearly now The water burns my blistered skin A raindrop scores my weary brow There are no gods Just fools who walk this world of pain Drink my blood and take my bones Just let that rain come pouring down
5.
Dirty water keeps my head afloat All the vast of outer space around my throat Gone away for thirty days now I don't know How to stand Some violent streak in town and here I am Searching darkened waters with two busted hands Dream of falling birds who never reach the sand So alone Ah to feel that sunshine glow Pelt me in the face with sand when the warm wind blows Hell, put me back into the thorns I just want to hear that sound The victory horn But here I am Dirty water keeps my head afloat Whispers through the wall are all I know Bloody screams and dirty rain are all that flow From Above Ah, to feel that sunshine one more time To feel the sand and wind blowing in my eyes To hear the flying wings of the singing dove Take me home to my sweet angel Sweet angel love
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You want to call me a stranger And you might try to call me a fool just the same But your eyes know the danger And your lips they quiver to the sound of my name Say it softly And don't let that word stray too far from your tongue You don't know who's listening And this little war we've got going on It's only just begun But I can help you Salvation is just a handshake away And if you hear me out It's not like you've got much of a choice anyway For thirty years in the night time I've heard you crying out You were praying for that crimson rain Well here I am in your doorway this evening I'm here to take what's mine To take your soul To make my claim So you've got to come with me

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released August 10, 2021

Cassette in Stone Records 2021

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