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Stone September

by Cesky

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sheltered from the cold by words from the dead large leather chair on steel bullet wheels absorbs all the pain that he feels the words he has spoken through gaps in their hearts bound in blue folders stood in straight lines we've all got our heads down waiting to fall the flashing red light the oxygen masks he'll fly us to heaven he promises he promises the accolades all silver framed the accolades of war a soldier sold out for grief your little chief your little chief with tired hymns and empty grins and jokes that punch holes in your skull remembering your face not your name could never once apologise could never be very far wrong he'll fly you to heaven on steel bullet wheels crushing your head words from the dead crushing your head words from the dead
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Radar voices pouring out from your head dial your saviour he will lay them to rest turn the pages breathe the words love love love I will wake all the angels at the end of time to hold your hand to eat your fear I will wake all the angels at the end of time to hold your hand to eat your fear radar voices hammer sharks and all bleeding temples sinners failure foiled he will bleach you speak for you another life it's your time it's always been your time it's your time it's always been your time I know the dark and hardened parts of all your favourite monsters are just a hair away from heavenly I know the dark and hardened parts of all your favourite monsters are just a hair away from heavenly jealousy jealousy jealousy
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Big Man 03:48
soft head I wonder why you feel so afraid brittle bones I wonder why you walk so slow coughing up a lung coughing up a lung for show coughing up a lung coughing up a lung for show I don't have any plans I don't have any plans I don't have any plans to believe a single word you say hard case I wonder just how soft you're gonna be when you face the fact that you've destroyed just what you love just place you say my boy right there in front of that machine he'll be alright he'll be just fine he won't grow up at all he won't grow up at all he won't grow up at all not underneath your wheels big man as big as men can get and nothing less you're all flesh flesh and teeth tooth and claw you want to fight us all for any reason you can find to tear our skin, and bleed our eyes pull our hearts out of our saving graces and revive yourself by chewing on the muscle burnt hands I wonder why your teeth are grinding so I know your belly full of lies must make you really need to go relieve yourself on someone small and fragile corrupt your boy and all his patron saints no he won't grow up he won't grow up if you can help it and surely you can big man
4.
I can see the dye running down your fingers don't tell me you have not dipped them in I can smell your fear I don't care if you want me I don't care if your dying I don't care if it feels so right it seems so right it's wrong when even the hammer headed man all liars and sailing by the moon has a handle on his conscience well so can you I'm not what you desire I'm crippled and unkind I want you to burn I want you to burn she can see the demons on the ceiling descending on his pride I know your mind I know your mind your bright white lies your bright white lies I know your mind
5.
oh you're not my entertainment nor my source of pride no you're not my entertainment nor my source of pride you are not my entertainment nor my source of pride you are not my entertainment nor my source of pride oh I told him I live in a fictional world oh I told him I live in a fictional world oh I told him I live in a fictional world and I'd still be proud if he was covered in shit oh brothers and sisters it's time to sing oh brothers and sisters it's time to sing in the parliament houses and telephone booths it's time to sing I need to know oh the dictionary definition of a kiss is to touch or press together your lips in an expression of affection, greeting or love in an expression of affection, greeting or love I am not your entertainment nor your source of pride no I'm not your entertainment nor your source of pride I am not your entertainment nor your source of pride but I'm grateful that you looked me in the eye
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Harsh Words 02:25
harsh words kill birds my wings sure gonna sting on their way out she won't concede my shoulders bleed the blood all down my arms is not evidence enough hard times send good men blind will turn their noble souls to smoke and dust short lived fury and fire at your finger tips pointing down down at her short fuse old news the ears and eyes of someone with a box over their head she swings punches head first into the water I'm supposed to shake her hand soft skin can never win I puncture easily nut Jesus I am free Jesus I am free harsh words kill birds my wings sure gonna sting when they are grown sing when they are grown but not to you
7.
Even Still 02:16
when the heart is a constant soldier in a war of old design when the weak are scattered truly where the sun can never shine when your eyes are the walking wounded cross a landscape burnt to dust onward Christian soldier onward now you must till the earth opens wide to swallow you and drag you deep deep down they will find your soul in a jar pulsing underground and out it on display behind a plate of glass and the sons of sons of sons of men you know will marvel at its burning heart will marvel at its burning heart and the plaque beneath will read even still even still
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Burning 02:49
look alive son the end has not come you're not even close to the middle of things there's a long way to go a long way to go tuck your hands in under your chin knees to the floor quit your lying and mean it you've got to be free that's what I need no you don't understand what I've been seeing the words I've been reading the soul of the beast straight from hell who knows me too well it's time now to move gather yourself up into the water that flows all around you don't let yourself drown you keep your head up but your will you see is hard to collect she tells of new visions of stories with meaning at least now when I look for you I'm not looking back don't fret my son bring your dim light into my house all of you now are together a sun burning so bright together a sun burning
9.
His Kind 02:46
pale reflection skin and bone not the kind of person you'd sit next to on a crowded bus no you'd just stand up kinda smells strange is mumbling something about Jesus Christ coming avoidance your best and favourite policy will save you from what's underneath the band aids on his face he will beat you he will beat you down in your imaginary town for eternity him and his kind him and the like till you peel your skin away get down on your knees and pray I'm so sorry I was never brave no your saviour never hung up for the stable ones he stayed right there on the line to save his kind are you really his kind? his kind and able bodied soul I hope you know I hope you know I hope you know
10.
you can never spend enough money to fill in the void left by the fact that tri-corders will never exist and James T-Kirk is not a real man he's just an idea from a dead mans mind that has to be a pile of dust by now in the skull of Eugene Wesley died 1991 which has not been full of stars and stairways for a while nor contained a single lustful thought about Lucille Ball dust to dust to dust to dust to dust the memories of handcuffs and jet planes he never shared through plastic space-men's lips you wish you could birth like tiny embryos of joy you wish you could birth like tiny embryos of joy but they're gone

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This is the first Cesky album, you can hear more Cesky via the Cesky lives podcast, (ceskylives.blogspot.com.au), one song a week, entirely free. You can have this album for free too but if you can spare a couple dollars or more I'd appreciate it.

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released November 11, 2013

All songs written, performed, recorded etc. by Corey Marwick
Vocals on All Your Favourite Monsters and backing vocals on Eugene Wesley: Stacey Kendall
Cover art: Ryan Nazzari

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