VERXES

by CURXES

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A murderous fear that I own is a thorn in your voice and your tone A banner for your kills and craft A banner for your kills and craft Is all that I give and I ask I want it, the shock of your haunted gold Leaving me wanting, show me your haunted gold I want it, the shock of your haunted gold Leaving me wanting, show me your haunted gold A murderous fear without cause Is a hell over substance, a war A thorn in your voice and your tone Condemn my fangs becoming throne The rites of power to our homes I want it, the shock of your haunted gold Leaving me wanting, show me your haunted gold I want it, the shock of your haunted gold Leaving me wanting, show me your haunted gold
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Sound and vision is a privilege Trade your faces, alter the images I want to keep it in tradition But often struggle to be so original I was a regal child But not enough to make the news A self-importance born From some elaborate ruse Sound and vision is a privilege Trade your faces, alter the images (Alter the images, just alter the images) I want to keep it in tradition But often struggle to be so original (Alter the images, just alter the images) Do we try? Do they try? Too hard. Twenty-six calendar movements Into the blank position Oh to be "avant-guarded" With glorious indifference If sound and vision is a privilege All your truths are better inhibited (Alter the images, just alter the images) I want to keep it in in tradition But authenticity is primitive (Alter the images, just alter the images) Do we try? Do they try? Too hard. Yeah you try, yeah you try, too hard.
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Stand in the line Pass the time Maybe another ten years Hold up your fears, just to be redefined Stand in the line Older and destitute Nobody smiles When you're of "ill repute" Hold up your "Gods" Ignorant in your youth You'll always get what you want And just what you ask for Because you ask for nothing more You'll always get what you want And just what you ask for Because you ask for nothing more You'll always get what you want And just what you ask for But what's it worth? Always get what you want And just what you ask for But what's it worth? Always get what you want And just what you ask for But what's it worth? Always get what you want And just what you ask for But what's it worth? Uncertain charm, horrendous anecdotes Digital bones, powered by mesmerists Who are we but wasted lives, wasted votes? Nostalgic for dead guy revivalists Say it best with borrowed flowers or fists Keep all the change Oh, ignorance is bliss So go and get what you want Yeah, go and get what you want You'll always get what you want And just what you ask for Because you ask for nothing more You'll always get what you want And just what you ask for But what's it worth? Always get what you want And just what you ask for But what's it worth? (What you want, what you ask for) x3 You'll always get what you want And just what you ask for But what's it worth? Always get what you want And just what you ask for But what's it worth? Always get what you want And just what you ask for But what's it worth? Always get what you want And just what you ask for But what's it worth?
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X X 00:39
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Be an observer Float on the water Yes, I really could Sleep through the changes Bypass all stages Yes, I really could You hurt me further still You hurt me further still, love Shroud things in mystery Hope that you miss me Yes, I really could Pause down the phone line Think in my own time Yes, I really should You hurt me further still You hurt me further still, love Be an observer Float on the water Yes, I really could
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GHOSTS 01:25
Bones in disguise Make windows For our hopes Wrists fly flags Make masts for our hopes Make masts for our hopes Make masts for our hopes We have loaned to ghosts Hope stuck in my throat With your heart Louder with the years We have loaned to ghosts We have loaned to ghosts Make masts for our hopes We have loaned to ghosts Oh, break our wicked hearts Make masts for our hopes And break their wicked hearts Make masts for our hopes We have loaned to ghosts
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Out with the old In with the most Everyone near Nobody close Do you wish for Something that's worth Getting up for A life deserved Even if you're disillusioned Only really "noise pollution" Get by! Therefore it's no (Get by) Massive surprise (Get by) That we remain (Get by) Internalised
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X X X 00:36
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SPECTRE 03:09 video
The church had vanished, salvaging treasured songs As a witness to lost prayers from the frail frame I'd born The town was a victim of its own insides From wretched lashes, stealth parades From skulls and ashes she had made The demolition, the curse Of our advances Our dead are dancers The definition, the curse She is a spectre and those who love her know A sharp indentation of a burial on a stage Our deafening loss, our swift outrage Oh the blunt mouth of the spectacle left the unwanted songs of dwellers From the piers, the missing boy Who gave more than I could employ... The demolition, the curse Of our advances Our dead are dancers The definition, the curse She is a spectre and those who love her know
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Is courtesy extinct? 'Cause no-one gives a fuck We work too hard to think Why the money runs amok We just run from the funeral cavalcade Run for your life, hope and pray That they never deceive you Ever catch you up And suddenly they're "Gods" When suddenly they're gone Only really sad Because they got to be someone And all my heroes are unsung From the funeral cavalcade Run for your life, hope and pray That they never defeat you Ever catch you up (Up) Just run From the funeral cavalcade Run for your life, hope and pray That they never defeat you Ever catch you up (Up) [SAMPLES] Hope they never catch you up Hope they never do (x4) Hope they never catch you up Run from the funeral cavalcade Run for your life, hope and pray That they never deceive you Ever catch you up No, I don't really care If they say that sound is dead Why would you want to dance? When you could just stand there instead? Oh, what was was it you *should* have said? In the funeral cavalcade Run for your life, hope and pray That they never defeat you Ever catch you up (Up) Run From the funeral cavalcade Run for your life, hope and pray 'Cause they'll always forget you When you're nothing much (Up) Run.
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ANIMAL 01:56
Who d'you think it is? Run scared Left it too late to stay there Hide inside your hole Prepare Fur will fucking fly everywhere Oh, you Push and pull Oh, you Animal Do you want to be a pet? You could get domesticated Hide your tail between your legs You'll never be a serious threat Oh, you Push and pull All new Animal It's good to be with a real animal Who can deal with it when My poor heart is full Oh, proving you're not a real "man" at all No, I don't want to be a caged animal 'Cause Oh, you Push and pull All new Animal
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X X X X 00:38
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VALKYRIE 02:57
I've never been patient Subtle, or vacant When thinking of ways that could persuade The one from the home lands The safest of all hands That there is a name that should have stayed Standing in front of Irrational reasons Do you just treat them The same, the same, the same, the same, oh? I am the creature Of fauna and feature Waiting to teach you A different game For all reasons, falter, breath then Come through Any piece of leisurely mind Find its presence, find... Trying to be everything but anything of mine Any piece of leisurely mind Find its pleasures, find! Standing in front of Any real reason Do you just bleed them The same, the same, the same, the same, oh? I am a creature Of fauna and feature Waiting to teach you A different game For all reasons, falter, breath then Come through Any piece of leisurely mind Find its presence, find... Trying to be everything but anything of mine Any piece of leisurely mind Find its pleasures, find!
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PURE TO LAST 03:17
Gather up the sentiments They are your firewood And strip them of their relevance There is no greater good That's worth the risk On Earth, that is So pure to last So pure to last Oh, consumate confessional In towers of what you feel I've boarded all the windows up With glittering ideals Such perfect views Such perfect views But it's not enough Enough for you Go squander petty victories With eager legionnaires And drown your little histories In your sorrow and theirs Not worth the risk On Earth, it is Not build to last Not pure to last So pure to last
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X X X X X 01:39

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Originally released on May 4th 2015, back when CURXES was a collaborative project. Also available as a limited edition cassette to Bandcamp subscribers: robertafidora.bandcamp.com/subscribe

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released May 4, 2015

Recorded by Rob Quickenden and Curxes at Ford Lane Studio. Mastered by Mazen Murad at Metropolis.

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