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Leaving Cold Blue
10:40
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Intro:
…Spending countless dewdrop mornings upon his throne, he’s learned of a love that he shall spread about the world like wildfire. Aware of this adventure, he’s left daydreaming of destiny; the faces he shall meet and of the girl who begs for his dagger to cut her from the grey island she calls home.
"Patience love. Her retrieval shall take work and the trip will leave scars. Do not be scared or feel unsure of the paths laid out before you. Don’t ever think that you’re alone, for I’ll be with you always; in the wind that pushes you through, upon the reflection of every ocean, beneath the stones and moss supporting every step taken, and always dancing with each snowflake to the celestial trumpets that bellow throughout this loving heart of yours."
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Our hero greets dawn as she presses her lavender breasts against his weary heart to kiss him with this fresh morning. He feels that now it’s time for these holy hearts to meet then bleed side by side, vein in vein, and beat to beat. Blood shall bathe the world for all to be cured. (He shouts) "I’m ready for new waves and I won’t drown!"
The day’s been met and his boat’s now carved for venture through morning salt. Within the wrinkles of oceans lie reflections of love he must find.
His past is now as red as the blood in his aged wounds turned to cold blue beads. After years over seas, from cleansing souls and kissing tears, he’s made his rounds. He’s ready for his dear hearts lips: His lover’s arms.
This new man kisses sand as skies become grey.
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2. |
Shorter Than A Holiday
04:01
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But then came the moment
His mother had warned him
That time would be frozen for this hailstorm of arrows.
Destiny set his whole world on fire.
Destiny set his whole world on pause.
With a heart stained with patience, he then rises.
With a heart stained with cancer, he then rises…
…To greet heaven in the simple form of
Charcoal locks that curtain blue-berried eyes.
Standing shorter than a holiday,
She gazes in through swelling pupils
That Shall burst from radiance.
"How now dear heart?"
"Much warmer now love!"
"Have you been waiting?"
"Yes and I’m aging."
"What is your title?
Please, give me your title!"
"Well, they paint me Pixie."
"Then that’s what I’ll call you."
With great urge, he leaned in for a kiss.
Tightening the grip on his cracked hands,
Pixie reminds him where they are.
“Not now. We must run from wolves,
To the tents that shelter the shunned but shining”
With mother’s spirit guiding them through natures' exhaustion,
They run to their show.
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3. |
Tramp's Last Bow
04:56
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(LIGHTS UP)
Bursting open with a suicidal shock attempt.
A circus is upon us…
This ring of clowns and one doped out princess,
Wrapped in make-up: With forbidden kisses, they flee the scene.
Wrapped in make-up: With hand in hand, they flee the scene.
I: An arrowed boy, no more than filth. No protection.
I: Fraud, tramp on with artistic flair.
Now we’ve made it.
Our cover: "A Freeze Frame Fuck Scene"
ACT 1
Action
ACT ON…
ACT 2: Gun to Crown a Favor for a Lover
"Your Honor, it was an honor.
Believe me.
I kissed those lips before I pulled out the heart beat."
Then she rose in thin white robes,
Then there my rose grew next to me.
Hand in hand in love…
…This curtain blazes.
(LIGHTS DOWN)
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Backstage this play has no ending at all.
Now that this velvet's ash,
He can reveal what’s happened to his vixen.
They were framed as unequal.
So, he set a way out.
A path to enter with one trigger.
Pixie danced to burn.
She slept there lifeless with a glaze in her eyes.
So I pressed the trigger to help me smile one last time.
Then they rose from this ash.
As he sailed all alone with his bride,
Looking back, both stopped to wave farewell.
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Snapshot Wedding Vows
05:52
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Fireflys, caked in stains of suicide,
Cut through to their first kiss
Beneath the eyes of God.
His roaring fire warms their bones as
They melt their bullets into blessed white rings.
Crows were then brought forth on cherry clouds.
They crowned perfection upon these lovers.
But our hero was not done.
Pixie’s husband had to go.
“Farewell my love…
…I asked her to fall.
So she did.
She learned how to fall.
I fell down100 stories.”
When they broke,
They had left one last simple note.
And it said: We never meant for this…
Not now
This way
Just yet
“Hand in hand
From your room
We run.
Hand in hand
Hand in love
We fall.”
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Then I spoke…
Dear old Mother,
This is not my home
This is not my fashion
This is not my castle.
Dear my Brother’s,
This not our home
This not our fashion
This is not the worst.
This is for the lame
This for the aging
This is for the wired jaws
This is for the hopeless
"Yeah, this one’s for the boys…"
Bring them
Guide them, lift them, wash them, and feed them.
Guide them, lift them, and teach them: each and every one.
Here I stand…
Up upon Chances
Up upon Mountains…
With one last call.
…Dear old mother, take me back to my home
This is not my fashion or my flesh.
You’ve got to keep it all fresh.
Carve out your stones,
Carve out your choice.
Worship my sword.
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Rope Dancer
06:31
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For now there's hope for you my love
On and on and on and on.
Lips of dawn soften their bones as these angels kiss
They kiss on and on and on and on
These angels are kids.
These angels are kings.
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8. |
Kiss Or Stop Breathing
09:12
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The bombs went off at sunset and all went black.
Angel’s forced their hands in to gather up his heart.
Nature has opened up her eyes to douse his burning body.
Nature has opened up her eyes to wash away the dirty ashes.
The Blackest crows bring the curtain down.
But no one said it would be this grey.
The Blackest Crows bring the children down.
As they gather round, they take my hand
All the lollipop fanatics.
All these little boys with Peter Pan kisses.
With our swords
With our stones
With our words
With our hope...
We must run from Wolves.
So come one, come
All of these lovers carry me home
(The Ghost of a King)
All of these arms carry me home
(The Ghost of a King)
The ghost of a king rises.
He rises and he walks home.
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"How now dear heart?"
"Not so well love."
"Are you aging?"
"No, just fading.
The poisons got me and the boys all held me
While you discovered refreshing beauty."
“I see now dear heart that you wore makeup
Just like the angel before you fading.
I took my bow love.
Now do the same love.
'Cause I’m not staying and the music’s fading.”
“How now dear heart?”
“Not so well love.”
“Are you aging?”
“No, just fading.
I’m not so well.
I did my part.
I took my bow love.
Now do the same love.”
"The poisons got me.
The boys all held me while you discovered refreshing beauty.
I took my bow love.
Now do the same love.
'Cause I’m not staying.
I’m just fading.”
Always fading.
Still shots of that day we froze our clocks.
But time has come again for me to run away.
"On borders, beasts wait
On borders, beasts fall!"
And I’ll do what I’m told.
We’ll do what we’re told.
We’ll pick up our stones
Carved from fresh hope.
And we’ll do what we’re told.
I’ll do what I’m told.
And I’ll take this world
By storm
"Brother’s Rise!"
"On borders, beasts wait
On borders, beasts fall!"
"So onward children.
So honor our children."
Onward until the final heart hath pumped.
Onward through your final breath.
Onward through this nite…
All the best we can do is pray…
So, we pray.
I pray:
Thank you for these wings.
Thank you for this crown.
The war is done. The flag waves half-mast. Boys in the foreground kick up dust, playing ball again. Wolves and bears creep back into the wood. The panthers pace upon their boulders as the vultures continue to circle about their recycled taunt. The young ones no longer have to gather for the worst. With spears and stones gripped firmly in their courage, they echo hope.
This is for the boys.
This is for the ages.
This is for the loveless.
This for the hopeless.
Sometimes they rise.
Sometimes we rise.
Sometimes they march.
Sometimes we march.
Rise...
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Last Day Dying West Chester, Pennsylvania
Last Day Dying is a melodic metal band from West Chester, Pennsylvania. Formed in 2001, LDD has released 2 full-length LPs and several EPs, drawing upon influences ranging from metal & hardcore to progressive and melodic indie rock.
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