1. |
Eclosion
03:36
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This fleeting wonder, this altered hell
Falling from this broken shell
In vivid colour, my wings unfold
I am reborn now in solid gold
Gentle eclosion, I shed my skin
This force of nature, a curious thing
Another shapeshifter, the breath of spring
We all fall down, we rise again
This fleeting wonder, this altered hell
Falling from this broken shell
In vivid colour, my wings unfold
I am reborn now in solid gold
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2. |
Black Flowers
02:51
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The sun was falling out of sight
And the trees were burning
Gazed above to orange skies
Felt the cold returning
One last time to his bedside
As his breath was slowing
On my knees at evening time
Where black flowers were growing
Kneeling on the frozen ground
Screaming to the ether
Frozen darkness all around
Wanting you to be there
At the dying of the light
As his rage was showing
I went down to that sacred site
Where black flowers were growing
Brother, sisters, cursed and blessed
Final anger, final rest
Howling like a crying child
As the tears were flowing
My emotions running wild
Where black flowers were growing
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3. |
Wednesday's Child
04:14
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Wednesday’s child can’t find her way
She moves with the wind as it blows
Wednesday’s child a delicate thing
And the cracks are starting to show
Wednesday’s child hangs by a thread
Suffering more than you know
This whole damn world plays with her head
Leaves her full of woe
Wednesday’s child alone with her rage
Like a fire blowing out in the cold
Wednesday’s child sings in her cage
In the dark she can put on a show
Wednesday’s child a hollow shell
Spiralling out of control
This whole damn world can go to hell
Leave her full of woe
Yesterday’s hope
Memories of pain
Licking her wounds ‘til the axe falls again
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4. |
Lolita
03:35
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A hurricane in the form of a girl
With every bruise on her skin, she’s tired of this world
Lolita, Lolita!
My fire and my warm, my wind and my rain
My beautiful storm, my never again
Lolita, Lolita!
I pray for release, drawn to her light
Screaming inside, watching her cry
Lolita, Lolita!
Waiting here. I’ll be your friend
‘Til the day you say you need me again
Lolita, Lolita!
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5. |
In Your Garden
06:01
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The world was crimson red
The nights were drawing in
Your breath upon the air
Like summer on my skin
Ah, the burning stars, the world was laid to rest
We, a symmetry, together in our nest
Oh! The things I know, from walking in your garden
There, beneath the snow, trouble melts away
Oh! The things I saw, walking in your garden
Memories of it all are with me to this day
Oh the ground was warm
Among the fallen leaves
Our laughter and our broken words
Were scattered on the breeze
Half a world away, half my life ago
In these hateful days, is where I wish to go
Oh! The things I know, from walking in your garden
There, beneath the snow, trouble melts away
Oh! The things I saw, walking in your garden
Memories of it all are with me to this day
Oh! The things I know, from walking in your garden
There, beneath the snow, trouble melts away
Oh! The things I saw, walking in your garden
Memories of it all are with me to this day
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6. |
Whispers
03:21
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The memories gained
The subtle nuance
Lessons mastered
The full design
Laughter now, turned to anger
Years gone quickly
Then slow decline
All we were to each other
Mothers, fathers; now problem child
All the screams fade to whispers
Bitter winter
Charm defiled
On it goes, bittersweet
Chasing down your one-way street
All endeavours born to end
All roads lead to nothing
The knowing looks, the imperfections
Running jokes – all to waste
The whispers fade into silence
All for nothing. End of days
All those years in the making
The masterpiece
The work of art
All the pain and cherished moments
All for nothing, all to dust.
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7. |
Forest of Eden
04:53
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Hunted by sunlit stone animals
Deep in the Forest of Eden
Juliet, your love, it amazes me
I have no way of leaving
You are the first one to know anything of my loving
You are the last one, the present and past one, I’m learning
The city speaks as evening streaks
Down the sidewalks of tomorrow
Dark waters turn the end to centuries
Between the neon and shadow
And cloud covered people come dance 'neath the steeples of wonder
And visions of horsemen crowd on the ceilings way under
And I’m caught wondering how and why
We both knew what we were after
It’s just like me to go on and on this way
‘Til I lose and your laughter
Meeting me you to tried to wake some sleeping pharaoh's daughter
Just as the crowds along the way leave you as they find you
Meeting me was just a way to still the troubled water
Just as the seasides slips away and lets the sun surround you
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8. |
Juliet
05:21
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Teenage heat, intoxicating
The wanting in you grows
All your life, you’ve been waiting
Some wounds never close
Lay down your dreams
And take up the fight
Crawling out of the shadows and into the light
First love at first sight
Everything changes tonight
Juliet! Juliet! This world hasn’t conquered you yet
Juliet! Juliet! How will you ever forget?
Cold as a stone, do you feel him?
Could you ever let him go?
Where will you lie to be near him?
There’s no place you can go
Calling your name as he welcomed his death!
Calling your name with every last breath!
You mess of a girl!
Rocked by this world ‘til there was nothing left!
Juliet! Juliet! The one we will always regret
Juliet! Juliet! The one we will always regret
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9. |
Black is the Colour
04:46
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Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Sweet is his smile like roses fair
Green are his eyes and soft his hand
I love the ground whereon he stands
Blessed is my love and well he knows
I love the ground, whereon he goes
I wish the day soon would come
When he and I could be as one
Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Sweet is his smile like roses fair
Green are his eyes and soft his hand
I love the ground whereon he stands
I count the days, I mourn and cry
I know my love will pass me by
I sit and write him a few short lines
And suffer death a thousand times
Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Sweet is his smile like roses fair
Green are his eyes and soft his hand
I love the ground whereon he stands
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10. |
Lavender Blue
03:28
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Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Sweet is his smile like roses fair
Green are his eyes and soft his hand
I love the ground whereon he stands
Blessed is my love and well he knows
I love the ground, whereon he goes
I wish the day soon would come
When he and I could be as one
Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Sweet is his smile like roses fair
Green are his eyes and soft his hand
I love the ground whereon he stands
I count the days, I mourn and cry
I know my love will pass me by
I sit and write him a few short lines
And suffer death a thousand times
Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Sweet is his smile like roses fair
Green are his eyes and soft his hand
I love the ground whereon he stands
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Guillotine Spring London, UK
Guillotine Spring, the psych-folk rock ensemble risen from the ashes of acclaimed Rise Above Records’ sextet, Galley
Beggar.
Guillotine Spring's 'Eclosion' is a tapestry of sonic exploration, seamlessly blending elements of traditional folk song with their own compositions. A symbol of rebirth and renewal – the album promises a journey that mirrors the changing seasons.
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