A Tower in the Right Flood

by Satellite Twin

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released 24 October 2014

written, performed, recorded, and mixed by SATELLITE TWIN.
mastered at Deadbird Studios by Jamie Innis.
cover painting by Sean Griffin www.Griffinone.com

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Track Name: Frames of Fires
Descent spread into place.
Descent breaking the brace.
Descent shaking like an angry womb.
I'll forage out of displace for age I cannot replace.
What did it all for you?

In tax of simpler plays,
In tax of simpler ways,
In tax back to the golden phrase.
The facts act as a push.
All in and out in rush.
What did it all for you?

THESE PALMS AND PYRES AND THESE FRAMES OF FIRES AND THESE STRANDED SIGNS SCARCELY LIGHT THE WAY.
ALL THESE BURNS AND BRIGHTS AND THESE MANNED MOONLIGHTS AND THESE SUNS AND SIGNS SCARCELY LIGHT THE WAY...........TAKEN DOWN......

Got thinned and all out of fire.
Got fired and all out of frame.
Got shaking like an angry womb.
Pretense set in again.
Pretending out isn't in.
What did it all for you?

This chemical's an innate explosion waiting to wait,
a vial shaking like an angry womb,
a corner bomb on a break before ingredients take.
What did it all for you?
Track Name: Excess Pretext
I bet it's in my head.
I bet it's in my home.
I bet it's in my blood.
you can now roam.
roam into my head.
roam into my home.
roam into my blood.
Yeah, it's the picture of love.

RE-WOUND..............RE-BOUND

A designation all too lost, assimilation of the cost,
an idea I could capture,
a coated constant tongue toss.
A burning etched in centuries, syllables stacked in symmetry
excess pretext

An idol iced in idle speak, a picture punctured at its peak,
a pretty outcome ousted.
Out-stand outstanding belief.
A boredom out for just one thing.
I'm bored and out for just one thing.
excess pretext

And then the heavens open wide and all the axioms coincide.
We gotta spin this incidental, accidental ride.
We're bored and out for just one thing.
We're bored and out for just one thing.
excess pretext
Track Name: Heat Seeking Love
Interstitial in this session. Delude.
Cell block casted into something un-new.
I feel itches. Could they be honed to you?
I got mind.

I GOT MY HEAD STRAPPED TO THE NAILS
HAMMERED IN PLASTIC LOVERS' SHELLS
I GOT MY PULSE IN SYNC WITH CEASE
HEAT SEEKING LOVE

SCATTERED, ALMOST UNSTUCK DEBRIS
PRE-SHATTERED, PRE-RETRIEVED BELIEF
RESCIND THIS OLD DICHOTOMY
HEAT SEEKING LOVE

Sworn, induced, and inferred and loaned.
Cell block casted into something unknown.
All these demons might be in their right home.
I don't mind.

I GOT MYSELF FUCKED UP AGAIN
Track Name: Weapons
Blind pact aerocide
Don't get out.
Shameless conquest
Don't get out.

I built your instruction.
I built your destruction.
Don't get out.
I feel my head changing.
I feel my head changing.
Don't get out.

Weapons.
Have it out.
Burn it down.

Can't feed.
Can't feel.
All or now.
Shock stance pride dance.
I want out.