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Violent Gospels

by Eric Vain

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Walk on fire to meet your maker These terrible lies seek out your taker Destroy it's heart, slowly beating for stranger things all misleading And when the rhythms fold And time's no longer king I'd live inside the pendulum of your broken clock And when I'm ready to fall And take all hell with me I'd live inside hotel-rooms of your empty eye(s) Stand paralyzed what time is feeding Stupid of wise there's no real meaning Gathered by will or fucking glory
2.
And I feel nameless When the cars collide with wind And I can't see out the windows anymore And I cannot feel what I once adored And hits the rain again And time strikes out again And I cannot not feel this anymore I cannot feel this anymore, no more Breathe real heavy into tin Metals wrap around like warmth And I saw on the summer night Was just another life pass me by
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In the Bones 02:05
In the bones it is naked, and the future's getting wet When the hands impress the master You can feel it in his sweat Hey! Pain! There is no whispering it Hit the ground, feel it louder, licking love up of the floor Once a king, now a stranger What's your price to be adored? Hey! Pain! There is no whispering it
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I hold your hand Dance with your dead You help me breathe I shake and sing GLORIA Dance with your dead
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Queer 03:13
And he groans with his moans through his needs as a queer And he wails in his dreams when he cries as a queer I want more. I want more, more than this Give me more And he loves when he cums inside them as a queer When he talks he bites his nails to hides his hands as a queer I want more. I want more, more than this Give me more Oh how could they love you like I do, I do yeah
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As if in a dream, he stole from my heart and then my soul In such a charming way, I'd beg to fit the mold Fed the dead, and plucked the feathers to be sold Blinded by mercy strings, & sold blood for go Yeah we sold our blood for gold! I beg forgiveness, yet a heathen gets no grace I drift among sea's that sow forsaken waste I shot a bullet that has traveled backwards home Oh, my lovely pilgrim, I trade my soul for stone Yeah we trade our soul for stone!

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released October 31, 2017

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Eric Vain Bethlehem, Pennsylvania

Eric Vain spins an epic sensibility and contagious sound that transcends emotional defeat and sacrifice.

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