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Neon chaos in a junk​-​sick dawn

by Déliverance

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1.
Increasing under the skies The blind suicide stretches out his knife Lighted brow and a heart full of fire We are born to die Want to end all my misery I am numb Salvation needs a gun I will kill myself I am done Salvation needs a gun We will meet you at the end my friend My cross is planted in a barren land I am drifting to Hell And no one, no one can save me Candles are flowing on the lonely Christ We are born to die Want to end all my misery I am numb Salvation needs a gun I will kill myself I am done Salvation needs a gun We will meet you at the end my friend My cross is planted in a barren land Something turns Something rises Just hope the pain was not in vain Must I only bloom in a state of loss ? Let not the light Fragile Shine upon me Let that night be solitary Time has come to rest still and quiet To hide sorrow from mine eyes Life is a plague
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02. Venereal 04:42
Here Where abortion is on sale In the subways Here Bustling Life of insects Takeaway High Higher than the skies God falls to vileness Needles and scars Facing my innermost soul Deep throat for a needle break God falls to vileness Here Night bringeth the wild dance The Gaping cut Mine My children are coming Exhume the cross and slaughter them all Come and sedate what you hate An injured animal Disarray into the fray of the feast Satisfy these appetites I'm a ghost in society A pawn in the herd A shadow looking for its body Dazzled by the neon God And I’m not dead yet
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03. Odyssey 18:12
Feel the primal breath of fresh and pure air Birth of all sensations Enters the world Weightless bodies As much fun as can be A kamikaze pinball machine Life will flood into your veins You 're just an astronaut lost in space Arteries of your temple Become cracked and ruins The altar loaded And it all begins "Bells ring out for no reason and so do we" Remember when we were young Unchangeable dreamers Star-studded warriors Kings of recess We fought against the villains The werewolves and the ghosts Exhausted but alive You will always need to fill the hole The King is dead Long live the Slave You still need to feed the goat The King is dead Long live the Slave But step by step Chronos Tramples on our path A simple untied shoelace Signed the end of our grace Hands up to receive the fallen angel Cradled by the rolling scum of the waves You will always need to fill the hole The King is dead Long live the Slave You still need to feed the goat The King is dead Long live the Slave To allay the disillusionment You’ll place hopes in the charming green snake You will run You will roam Hide and go seek Scared love finding shelter in short-time slums In desperate pits It smokes them out It shoots all over the place A diving bell is sinking in the doomy streets Your friends are dead Open soul for sale Sneaky race, bloody Open soul for sale Carnage in the open air God shall need a golden calf to pay his debts While the sheep are left to graze on low concrete floors The She-wolf devours her sons Decay already here Has always been We no longer are what we once were Since day one the cradle has been a coffin We know it and consider ourselves not doomed Relish what is As long as we can Little by little our body gives way The day is no longer that dear But the night is frightening No barrier left We are already there
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04. Up-Tight 08:07
I walked by the deserted skies And I found unfailing ties I went back to the dreaded place I found a freeway to disconnected feelings of grace Increase the night with void When the Sun sets at last we glimpse the Light With razorblade on his wrists Kids are staggering on the streets God loves his children Up-tight Up-tight Grab the rope Slight and peaceful It's just another neck to break Something falls Something rises Can you hear the bullets ? We are doomed We are the dregs Decapitation, laceration Lucifer kept astray By the Harmony of Life that day We are the crack that never healed The time has come Pack your bags and get dressed This night we're moving to the unknown Because Today is black and so is tomorrow Bury all our feelings away For god's sake In the ashtray Lying on these empty spaces We escape from this room of emptiness Let it flow unnamed Swing your child on the tightrope ride This is what we came for Let our soul soar
5.
Paler than the deathly skies Today my friend We turn the tide All The left behind All going to the coal city at night Pick the pupil & dilate the child What a wondering time to die Leave the empty body behind Today we turn the tide Now Can you hear The needle is calling our name High It’s what we need To pretend to cleanse the pain Today we turn the tide Dissolving on our bones Shivering in this shit dawn We wash the cracks Today we turn the tide Now Can you hear The needle is calling our name High It’s what we need To pretend to cleanse the pain Spectral janitors sweeping out the dusty halls So hard to write when you just need to draw Canceled eyes burning in the skid rows Neon chaos in a junk-sick dawn Now Can you hear The needle is calling our name High It’s what we need To pretend to cleanse the pain We are the Herelies
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Night after night I turn on the lights to rest Panhandler of dreams Aerial in the meaningless sky Angels dry their wings At noon in a laundry room They are ready for flight To utter darkness in the wilderness I need a sharp shot To be sure my carcass drops And a bleeding Halo Get high and touch the skies Built in the new Christ Pill is our new God Demons walk into my purgatoried mind Won’t you listen At passing cars Jesus screaming for an angry fix He's waiting for his chemo We’re all waiting for our chemo to come My body hurts Crying out to get that stuff I die of thirst My skin is drying up My insides burn I choke Shit on my knees Alligators crawling under the island of rabies And we just feel ashamed that nothing will help All our friends won't see us well Hail to the redeeming suicide Hail to the suicide king Demons walk into my purgatoried mind Live inside my eye And tell me what to see

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released November 4, 2022

Vocals and synth by Pierre Duneau
Guitar, recording and mix by Etienne Sarthou
Bass by Sacha Février
Drums by Fred Quota
Artwork by Pauline Talarn
Cover picture by Mathieu Piranda

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