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Barrack Street

from Love's Dark Season by hermitofthewoods

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lyrics

I used to take back roads alone, drifting home from distant zones
Weary boned, and blistered soles are tipping cobblestones
and feeling old
– No control… There is nothing I can hold
I am cold but there is life in me, it frightens me that I do not know
I’ve been told that where I go is strictly for the pheromones
I’ve written poems on lips of those
who risked their goals to kiss the throne
And as everything explodes around me sounds ground me
Down there where you found me in the basement of the foundry
I need to check the time lines
Identify all the sources before interpreting the signs
This city is a matrix constructing identities mentally through telepathy
(The chosen weaponry of the enemy)
They sentenced me to Barrack Street - the old military district
Enlisted men got twisted here long before I existed
From the 8th floor you would have seen
the orgy of debauchery stretch blocks
And I’m dancing on their drunken souls every single time I walk

I feel like I’m breaking down
There is no more sound here in my ears
I know this town and its hiding places
I’ve been tracing maps for years
And now I’m found where there’s no one around
There’s no more sound here in my ears
I walk this ground that time replaces
I won’t be chased out of here

This was the border, the frontier, a den of thieves who haunt here
The gaunt stare of ghosts appear
as the months wear on towards a year
And the books have piled up along with fears of paranoid delusion
I see a Black Dog on the corner, whores and soldiers, thick pollution
They move in fast flashes of flickering and fluttering frames
Muttering, but seemingly struggling to utter their names
There are Confederates among them
flying colours from Southern wars
I can see them through the broken doors
Sleeping on the earthen floors
Sunlight seeping through their pores
Swarming in the cold of this long forgotten rift to Hell
That dwells on this side of the Citadel
I forgot the spells.
I threw them out with superstition when I was twelve
I tell myself that I just fell asleep
listening to Tubular Bells
But I can’t seem to wake up and there’s no one to let me out
I can’t even hear my own screams; no one heeds the cries for help
This time I’m on my own, I suppose, and the end is getting close
I have to find a way to cope here in this city full of ghosts

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from Love's Dark Season, released June 18, 2009
by hermitofthewoods
featuring Kayla Layes and Vanessa Furlong

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