The Journey of John to the Place with the Overly Long Title - Part XII​-​2 (Chapter 3​.​5) Now In 3​-​D!

from The Abyssal Pit by Slave Beaver Revolt

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I - To Fill a Void

Climb the Breast ov Baphomet
Across the Black Fields ov Sorrow
The Hand ov Judas touches me
The crawling cowardice follows

With walls made of strife and snatched lives
Souls wandering through drought tunnels of black eyes

Tangible to the touch
The one below all
To lose so little with so far to fall
Only she in the darkness hears my call

As blood drips upon the stone I'm losing my way
But I hear the Dark One calling and I must obey

If she would be the light to guide me
His beckon is what leads me to stay
We've aged a day in a year
In the decades of roaming spent here

Take my hand and guide me with spirit
I'm the void in the pit, refill it

Our joined hands brand the three letters
While I strum these strained strings for her
I'm the husk of a boy, be still
Man's weighted steps on the eternal uphill

Life goes on
But yours won't

This is the journey of John
To the place with the overly long title
Part XII-2 (Chapter 3.5) Now In 3-D!

II - The Humane Comedy

The Humane Comedy
The Jaunt ov Thee
The Endless Journey
The Bottomless Sea

As she leads the path to the heart of the abyss
Thoughts cast themselves to the people amiss
Memories of life and the final memory of death
A life lived, but taken away with a breath

Teach me to live every time we die
Lay down the wreath and sigh
Beneath the soil below the Crystal Skies
Lay down the wreath and cry

Lay with the dirt
Be one in the earth
Forfeit your worth
For your next birth

My life goes on
With only your memory

Teach me to live every time we die
Lay down the wreath and sigh
Beneath the soil below the Crystal Skies
Lay down the wreath and cry

This is the journey of John
To the place with the overly long title
Part XII-2 (Chapter 3.5) Now In 3-D!

III - 22-06-16

Journey of John
To the place with the overly long title
Part XII-2 (Chapter 3.5) Now In 3-D!

(Gonna go on a, gonna go on a journey, journey)
(Gonna go on a, gonna go on a journey with my band)

I can't go on
I can't even stand
A swan song in the sinking sand
As she grabs me softly by the hand

Waining and failing
I'm subsiding and stalling
On the peaks I can't climb
Because we all die sometime

Those muscle memory mornings
Those mornings we'll never see
It's the ifs and buts I'm hoarding
Not as long as I'll ever be

The nights clinging to the sheets
Become less and less
As I hesitantly
Plant my feet atop the egress

Lay with the dirt
Be one with the earth
Lay down the wreath and sing

Beneath the soil
In the eternal spring
My life goes on
To cherish your memory

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from The Abyssal Pit, released May 20, 2017
John - Vocals, Lyrics, Music, Mixing

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Slave Beaver Revolt Melbourne, Australia

Odd music for odd folks from odder folks.


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