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Calls From The Cross
03:44
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You can’t escape your night
You can run you can hide
You can’t escape your night
Not under pseudo light
Direct your blazing eyes
Self-mutilate the wall
Pull apart your appendix
Held in the dark night of the soul
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She moves a little slower
Head bowed to the sky
Lead by a trail of starling feathers
The old face it falls behind
Hung around her neck are raven teeth
Bound together with a red string
The air is holding her harmony
The earth beneath is still and listening
She's sweet revelation
She's a holy devastation
Her hair falls like charcoal leaves
Her body, dusk, she wears the secret
Smoke from her cherry-red right hand
She lights the flame for all the children
She drifts alone along the timeless
The bat begins its beat and she marches
A soldier seeking sweet salvation
A rider pushing toward a godhead
She's sweet revelation
She's a holy devastation
Up from under desolation
She's seeking liberation
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D-Day
04:27
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I woke up feeling restless
The hour still and dressed in blue
The birds held in their slumber
I rose to the sound of you
So I lit a silent candle
Let a prayer play its song on my lips
I climbed back under the covers
And I bowed my heavy eyes to rest
And you're free
Free to take over me
I fell into a nightmare
The suns and the moons spun goodbye
The passengers keep shifting
But I remain paralysed
A dusty recollection
Unable to clear the cobwebs of my head
All ashes rise to mountains
Too heavy to be moved by this wind
And you're free
Free to take over me
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4. |
They Live
04:53
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They seem to seek you when you're sleeping
Sink in their claws while your eyes are conceiving
They blocked your ears whenever they'd be scheming
How could you know
You tried to soothe their ravenous demons
Thought you could ravish their darkness eating
Did you forget that you're still bleeding
Now where do you go
Did you not notice the change of the seasons
Or was that drowned in your own self-treason
Somebody catch the maestro who's stealing
Where have you gone
They said to carry on believing
Polish their grime until it's gleaming
Just to wipe away the stains with semen
Don't open your mouth
They want to keep your body heaving
Muffled the door, still, the child keeps screaming
My love, you need to unlock that feeling
Will you come home
I will wait for you
I will wait for you
I will wait for you
I will wait for you
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5. |
The Rise of Refuge
05:08
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I see faces in the trees
I see figures twisted under the leaves
I smell the water's perfume
It's a half-full moon
I picked her a golden pear
And a blue rose in bloom
Some things I'd like to feed her
Now that I finally see her
It's coming
The trees are dusted silver
The sun is falling down
With each step, I'm growing closer
I begin to feel her ground
An ocean heart starts beating
My breath is trickling down
I sink into her body
And pull my insides out
It's coming
It's coming
It's coming
Sweetheart of mine
It's coming
It's coming
Sweetheart, it's time
It's coming
It's coming
Sweetheart of mine
It's coming, sweetheart, it's coming
It's time
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Tombstone Eyes
04:41
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The waves send broken whispers, voice of healing
You're hanging on the other side, still pulsing
I can feel it
Can you feel this
I hear your tender howling in the distance
Your footsteps seem to rumble what I'm missing
Do I keep it
How do I release it
Your voice, a sonic arrow as the sun falls
Your face illuminates the spilling moon's dawn
A highway dreamed
From across these seas
Your smoke rings paint the clouds gunmetal silver
I open up my lungs, unveil my liver
Is this your calling
Or is this falling
Your name adorns the walls my walls forgotten
Golden windows break the sky, she burns, I'm open
Tongue of seraphic flame
Ever swallowing
A mouthful of moths breed the ellipsis
Perilous love, my lover, loss lead the resistance
Incisions, little ripper of the nighttime
My love, I'm still impaled by your tombstone eyes
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Good Grief
04:51
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Acid churning, slow-burning
The wait for the sun to roll out
Just a bad sleep, a sick dream
Still pulling the glass from my mouth
Three pages puppet
Spirals purging out
A strange hand is squeezing
The last of my light slipping out
Its tendons still teasing
Its fingers start cackling out loud
They twist me around
And pull my teeth out
Mama can you see
Where is the clearing
Father are you there
Do you hear me
It's a taxidermy fantasy
Tower walls, the waiting room haunts
A branding so fateful
The iron pierced through with such force
The loneliest grieving
Wounds retching and stealing
Sulphur sits on my tongue
Mind dismembered, no memory at all
Tarred and feathered, the little ones
Barren land, once a sea of pearls
Young girl through the mirror
Facedown in the river
Mama can you see
Where is the clearing
Father are you there
Do you hear me
Feed me coffins of silver
Fuck me wrapped in rose gold, my dear
Justice detained and left to wither
Nothing feels safe and we can't catch the killer
We can't catch the killer
We can't catch the killer
We can't catch the killer
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Cut from the crest, he's coming in
Mystic rose around his neck
Shards of time leave his skin
He's got that wishbone grin
He's coming again
He slits the sky, bleeding amber light
Impending genesis from emptiness
Death to rewrite
He's got my eyes locked in
He's coming again
A siren call, obsidian rings
The dreaming window to reclaim
That sweet spot of sin
His soft spell begins
He's coming again
A chain of swans, untangled, set free
Horses fall from the heavens
Rise of the wailing sea
And from his hand, I spin
He's coming again
A jasmine feather dipped in dawn's ink
Letters in embers across the heart
It's a message he brings
It's here again
The call to let love in
The force to reckon with
The cry to let love win
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9. |
Roberto's Window
05:21
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To draw a window
To build a wing
O' the glory of something
To believe in
To look at the window
What a sight to see
A ribbon of bluebirds opens the sky
My love, breathe
To draw a window
To build a wing
O' the glory of something
To believe in
I long to hear her enlightening laughter
Embody the tongue without words where the mind must kneel to instinct
I lower my head and press myself into a psalm
And I ask
I call for the eye to see, the hand to leave
To wake, to dream
To look at the window
What a sight to see
A ribbon of bluebirds opens the sky
My love, my sweet, breathe
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Blue Vow Cape Town, South Africa
Blue Vow is the solo project of Cape Town based Chelsea Ann Peter. What began as a spilled feeling in February 2021 had
churned to the release of 'Sunfall' in February 2022.
Drawing influence from roots music, sombre ambience, distorted guitars, feedback and psychedelia, ‘Sunfall’ immerses itself in the darkness and the light, but finds its air on the edge where the two forces meet.
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