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The Memorious

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Swans - The Memorious
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michael Gira
Michael Gira
Performer
Kristof Hahn
Kristof Hahn
Performer
Larry Mullins
Larry Mullins
Performer
Christopher Pravdica
Christopher Pravdica
Performer
Dana Schecter
Dana Schecter
Performer
Phil Puleo
Phil Puleo
Performer
Ben Frost
Ben Frost
Performer
Norman Westberg
Norman Westberg
Performer
Paul Waifisch
Paul Waifisch
Performer
Lucy Kruger
Lucy Kruger
Performer
Laura Carbone
Laura Carbone
Performer
Torben Utecht
Torben Utecht
Performer
Max Rieger
Max Rieger
Performer
Swans
Swans
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Gira
Michael Gira
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Gira
Michael Gira
Producer
INGO KRAUSS
INGO KRAUSS
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I see the turquoise lake spread out flat between the desert hills I feel the sun penetrate my skin I feel it melt the marrow in my bones I hear the engines grinding, relentless Crushing stone, crushing stone Giant steel insect arms rise up in clouds of rust Then they pivot and they groan as they violate and they thrust Down we ride into the pit First we're swallowed, then we're folded into it Inside our gouged mouth new home is a liquid that is velvet, black and slick It slides down our throats and it fills up our lungs Feeding young minds with thickened oil and blackened scum Clawing blind, pounding rock, killing light with grit and grime Breaking hands, marking time, sucking dust, oh, sucking dust Sweating copper tears that are sent up in buckets to the crust But way, way, way up high There's a square hole that opens out to the sky Exhaling hollow thoughts that, like sparrows, now fly Scattering tiny shadows over continents of pale and hardened mud Following a clear and singing thread That leads us backwards to a home that never really was Deep in the guts of the earth, we work, we work Deep in the heart of the hurt, we work, we work Shoveling red powder and dirt, we work, we work Digging a hole that leads to our birth, we work, we work We were, we were, we were, we were We are, we were, we are, we were Because my eyes are made of glass I drink the sand to sift the past The shifting tides have come to rest In shallow pools inside my chest I am the man who drags his chains Along the road that navigates The shit, the slop, the butter and fat My map is carved into my back Reality is blazing bright Beneath the sky, all creatures rise With arms entwined, the livings, the dead In matter, in mind, simultaneous I praised your lips, I praised your skin Our future stops where time begins I remember, we were, we were Gone forever, we were, we were But remember, we were, we were Gone forever, but we were, we were We were, we were, we were, we were We are, we were, we are, we were We are, we were, we are, we were We are, we were, we are, we were
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