Live at the Kennett Flash

by The Red Masque

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1.
Where once were rivers Now there is only stone The fossil shoals are showing us their bones The trilobites lie beneath the earth Cries from the distant past The future just won't last We're leaving this world en masse You leave nothing You take everything You leave nothing You take everything Show your bones to me When the desert turns to sea When the seas shall cease to be When the animals lie beneath the dirt You leave nothing You take everything You leave nothing You take everything Show your bones to me Once we built our castles made of sand They stretched across this ruined poisoned land Now there is only bitter dying sea The earth has been washed of all humanity Homeless we wander Home is no longer We'll wear your bones now We'll wear your bones And home is no longer home.... When the desert turns to sea When the seas shall cease to be When the animals lie beneath the dirt When the desert turns to sea When the seas shall cease to be When the animals lie beneath the dirt Show your bones to me We will wear your bones (repeating) And home is no longer home. We will wear your bones.
2.
10:00
Drifting into water, ripples moving Your blank gaze does not turn To watch the herons glide away Their shadows dark in the dusk You do not turn your head Nor shiver as the hawks take flight And collide in the sky above you Entangled in animus Bright-eyed with need You drift in the wind You float in the shallows Tame and tepid Dead wood to the living reed No senses touch you Nor thrill of fight or flight No pumping heart, no rising tempo No final crescendo at close of day No claws to rend nor teeth to tear No keen hunger slavers at the bone You're just a pale imitation You're just a pale ghost Shallow The wind is dying now No song to play, no wild melody No ripples reaching out to touch you Calm and silent, no passion seen The hawks, they turn their eyes away The herons left at close of day You will never lose control You will never feel this need Your dark eyes do not see Dead wood to the living reed You're just a pale imitation You're just a pale ghost Shallow
3.
09:28
Here we are at the edge There's no more to be said But we can't stop our swimming Hunger drives us on (and on) The scent of blood in the dark water We don't want to make waves With our black eyes we shall seek All others give way to our need Fathomless need Be still and let me drown Stop swimming, let me sink Fathomless and fearless The darkness bleeds There is no empathy There is no relief Just blood in the water And the frenzy of beasts The tides go on and on Be still and let me drown Stop swimming, let me sink Fathomless and fearless The darkness bleeds We hold on to our emptiness We hold onto our greed We're sharpening our teeth.... Stop Swimming
4.
09:53
Winding coil to scale the tree Clinging vine, seeking eternity In the light, we shall shine To see the sun, we will climb Bright eyes, hidden evergreen I track the stars that move over me The cosmos is waiting And I see everything Below, tangled roots Above, the twisting serpent tree I taste the apple, I scent my path Ripening fruit, malum Swelling poison, malum Bursting in this heat Clinging vine, to the stars I climb To taste the sun, to feel this heat I'd give everything Sin-eater, starry-eyed, serpentine I'll absorb it in my skin Swelling fruit within I'll consume it to keep you clean And I'd give everything Sin-eater, starry-eyed, serpentine I'll consume, sin-eater, I'll consume, sin-eater I'll consume, sin-eater Starry-eyed, my serpentine Malum..... The fruit is rotting from the tree.

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Recorded live at the Kennett Flash in Kennett Square, Pennsylvania, during a snowstorm on February 17, 2018.

SONGS:
Where Once Were Rivers
The Shallows
Fathomless
Malum

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released February 22, 2018

The Red Masque:
Bass and Keys: Brandon Lord Ross
Vocals, Percussion, Lyrics: Lynnette Shelley
Guitar: David Carle
Drums: Jim Harris

Sound Engineer: Michael Tate, Jr.

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The Red Masque Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

The Red Masque is a dark art rock band from Philadelphia, PA. Founded in 2001 by bassist Brandon Lord Ross and vocalist Lynnette Shelley, the band has had many incarnations over the years. The Red Masque currently consists of Ross and Shelley along with Jim Harris on Drums, and Scott Weingarten on guitars. ... more

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