The Underground Resistance / Awaiting the Return of the Raven

by Blue-John Vs Quidgybopper

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released June 9, 2016

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Track Name: The Underground Resistance
Close to the river, you will find us:
A flickering of susurrant leaves.
Phantasmal and vespertilian,
We are the underground resistance.

Your search for meaning brought you to us.
Will you slip your fingers into mine?
I am a wraith: you are a shimmer.
We are the underground resistance.

Dance, dance, dance, know that you are noticed.
Come, come, come, I understand your pain.
Dance, dance, dance, you have always known us.
Come, come, come, take my hand, take my hand.

I felt your restlessness unfolding.
I feel you drowsily iridesce.
Rhythms coalesce to quicken the breath.
Floating beneath the surface of sleep,
Floating beneath the surface of sleep.

You are a shudder in the half-light -
The exquisite arching of a back.
Ghosting unseen across the black earth,
We are the underground resistance.

Beautiful to me are your footprints:
Complicatedness written in sand.
Sea to river and river to sea,
We are the underground resistance.

Dance, dance, dance, know that you are noticed.
Come, come, come, I understand your pain.
Dance, dance, dance, you have always known us.
Come, come, come, take my hand, take my hand.
Track Name: Awaiting the Return of the Raven
Summoned, he will spin language from sea-spume:
An inscription for a blade licked by fire.

Summoned, he will ride out of the howling.
Drink him in. Feel the Raven King return.

Summoned, he will take a throne of black gold:
Feather-smoked; born of trance; crowned with hawthorn.

Summoned, he will stem the flow of claret,
While his own trickle of blood feeds a flood.

Summoned, we are black phlegm. We are lightning,
And we will storm the barricades tonight.

Summoned to the court of the Raven King:
Black chain-mail; black chalice; skin glistening.