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Artwork by Gods Teeth
Released on Abattoir Blues Records

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I can't describe this pleasure, this hell is heaven sent
Bring me a plate of sadness served with a side of bad intent.
Without your heart of treason, without your dusty wings,
Beneath the cloak and dagger can you hear them vultures sing.

And you should know by now,
That there's no one around when they're lowering you down
In the cold, hard ground, it's your curtain call
And there's nowhere left to fall but down.

You're like a brigateen lost in my black ocean swell
My love is howling fury your hurricane my carousel
I was your endless craving while others came and went
You know you left me twisted and I know I left you bent

And in the fading lights,
when it's killing time and there's no one left in line
That you can hide behind
And your spirit wakes in its resting place
Then you should know by now,
That there's no one around when they're lowering you down
In the cold, hard ground, it's your curtain call
And there's nowhere left to fall but down.

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from Funeral Song/ Call My Name, track released February 13, 2017
Elliott/Wade/Milburn/Gibson

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