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And All Our Woe

by Pale Antique

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1.
I shall never forget these Nightmare realities Images burned into my every thought. The constancy of helplessness Silent and expressionless Like leaden figures in the sea. No shelter from the watchful eye The sparrows in the sky Want me to flee like an army routed. My angels are watching me They are not guarding me They know that guilt is never to be doubted. Called out by a rasping voice Presumptions blazing on their lips Commands like venom dribble down The fangs of war and battleships. By dark of night we reproduce In distortion what's for all to see-- Our sinister daytime world, wherein Your labor will never set you free. There's something more, but what else could it be? In dreams begin responsibilities Forbidden words are languages to speak The cautionary sermons of the weak. Our jokes don't make sense anymore I don't even understand myself In fear of the hunter, some assume The unfortunate role and hunt themselves. A play of my secrets cast The mouthless gathered here to see The theatre a sea of fingers In condemnation all raised to me. So take my hand, let's make the best of this Our life without walls, cold and dangerous To those in power, each thought is a threat All passion spent, crescendos of regret.
2.
And though I feel my time is over now, I still want more than I’m allowed: To feel the strangeness of belief, The emptiness of sinking though I’m fast asleep. Is there a paddle left to row? Though my request withdrawn, I would like to know Do demons show upon my face? Are there lines there emblazoned that I can’t erase? And though I falter every night I still try. Have my actions left me blind? I always want more because I want what’s mine. And though the fires are rushing in, I feel so cold I cannot begin To tell you all the things I know About the angels laughing and the world below It doesn’t mean that much to me anyway. I wish that there was some other way To help all those that I could not save… Don’t you see the angels know my name? They circle ‘round my house in the pouring rain. Oh please, do not let them in! The fire cannot claim the soul within. And though she lies upon the floor, Her hand trying desperately to reach the door, I cannot help but laugh inside because I’ve won.
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Cherub Bomb 04:04
Softly screaming, shaking spinning Everything moving, everything changing Boiling over, and over and over Bone pickers and the machines of night I know — feeling the flesh ache I know — the splintering silence I know — the wolves on the back porch I know — cherub bomb shooting across the sky. Well wouldn’t you know it, it wasn’t enough The heavens are crashing down to the ground I know it is coming, I can’t tell when Baptismal beginnings again and again… I know — feeling the flesh ache I know — the splintering silence I know — the wolves on the back porch I know — cherub bomb shooting across the sky. Bring it down, bring it down, Bring it down, bring it down, Bring it down, bring it down, Bring it down, bring it down... I know — the hungry eternal I know — the tender escape I know — regret at the threshold I know — Cherub Bomb shooting across the sky.
4.
Let us exist in vaster space, more grand Than earthy miles, where only dreamers see Cosmic connections, twirling vibrant spheres, The fairy tree, her dancers wild and free. And with these cruel divisions behind me There is nothing left to remind me Of panic-stricken thoughts and sleepless nights. Now these ghostly shapes will relieve me Of haunting every pleasure that I seek And every joy invites a stronger blight. Let's deal in richer currencies, and I though breaking 'round foundations crudely laid, Hold fast to disbelief, my causes drawn From a heart unchained and in woe repaid. And with these cruel divisions behind me There is nothing left to remind me Of panic-stricken thoughts and sleepless nights. Now these ghostly shapes will relieve me Of haunting every pleasure that I seek And every joy invites a stronger blight. No more hellfire from the sea; back to the paradise at the tree We will bridge our bodies to the third: the leap Of everlasting light, and the boundless deep Divine the dance and sublime the song, O blessed earth-bound beings, you get to tag along. Perhaps, my love, there's something that we see Far past the static white noise, the starry Entanglements that cross the sea and beach And serve to tether like hearts beyond reach And like the compass and its sweep The point cemented and the circle deep The common song, the restless rain, In elegant darkness, my soul's refrain, Sings of perfect paradise regained. And with these cruel divisions behind me There is nothing left to remind me Of panic-stricken thoughts and sleepless nights. Now these ghostly shapes will relieve me Of haunting every pleasure that I seek And every joy invites a stronger blight. And with these cruel divisions behind me There is nothing left to remind me Of panic-stricken thoughts and sleepless nights. Now these ghostly shapes will relieve me Of haunting every pleasure that I seek And every joy invites a stronger blight.
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It is bitter consolation And the writing is on the wall There are but tiny steps to take And so very far to fall. It never quite seems enough The stricken tears and labored sighs In strained repentance offered up To princely, sympathetic skies. And with each step there is a pause And great the heart-break for the soul The lonesome traveler who breaks And moves so slowly in this world. And for this reason mind the wretch That moves toward God so ponderously Who stops and weeps at every step In chorus with our history. It's a bitter consolation My tortured writing's on the wall There are but tiny steps to take From great heights to fortunate fall. And with each step there is a pause And great the heart-break for the soul The lonesome traveler who breaks And moves so slowly in this world. And with each step there is a pause And great the heart-break for the soul The lonesome traveler who breaks And moves so slowly in this world.

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And All Our Woe is the first EP by Las Vegas-based music collective Pale Antique. It is released May the 19th of 2014 through independent means. For details about upcoming releases and live performances, please visit www.facebook.com/PaleAntique

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released May 19, 2014

Joshua Chévere Cohen - Vocals, Acoustic & Electric Guitars
William Boscoe Davenport - Four & Eight String Bass Guitars
Dalton Joseph Davis - Viola, First Violin, Second Violin
Ave Sanchez - Piano
Anisa Marie - Drums

With kind assistance from:
Cayce Andrew - Synthetic Elements, Percussion

Music and Lyrics by Joshua Chévere Cohen
Produced and Recorded by William Boscoe Davenport & Joshua Chévere Cohen
Mixed By William Boscoe Davenport
Mastered by Cayce Andrew

Artwork by Joshua Chévere Cohen

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