"Soul Auctioneer" as written by and Tim/maguire Holmes....
The lynch mob they hide from the infinite hole
As judge genocide's executioner goes
To crucify venus in cinemascope
The narcotic preachers are happy

High priest the mesmorous, the soul auctioneer
Sells scorpion tight-ropes, while surfing on fear
His necropolis users, The scourge of the queer
He is married to the truth-incinerator

There are hands in my pockets
Pulling at my spine
Eggs bearing insects
Hatching in my mind
The stones in my shoes get
Sharper all the time
In the soft sick underbelly
In the carcass of these times

I fly in my head, leave terminal narcosis
A poisoned mind will make you blind
Beware of trojan horses
A dead head, a blunt needle
You've broken your wings
You've lost your demon
Drop the bomb, spread the virus
Marxist priests teach defiance
Change through violence

There are hands in my pockets
Pulling at my spine
Eggs bearing insects
Hatching in my mind
The stones in my shoes get
Sharper all the time
In the soft sick underbelly
In the carcass of these times

You've broken your wings, you've lost your demon
You've broken your wings, you've lost your demon
You've broken your wings, you've lost your demon
Demon, demon, demon, demon
Demoooon

You've broken your wings, you've lost your demon
You've broken your wings, you've lost your demon
You've broken your wings, you've lost your demon
Demon, demon, demon, demon
Demoooooon-yeah


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"Soul Auctioneer" as written by Richard Maguire Tim Holmes

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    General Commenthow has no one sommented on this song its a fantastic song any idea on what the hells going on would be apreciated
    specleon June 08, 2006   Link
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    General Commenthow has no one sommented on this song its a fantastic song any idea on what the hells going on would be apreciated
    specleon June 08, 2006   Link
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    General CommentI posted these lyrics way over a year ago, but I've only recently properly /listened/ to the song, taking in the lyrics...

    I originally thought it would be about drugs (The chorus especially strikes me as some of the hallucination type effects of LSD)
    However, these lines:

    A dead head, a blunt needle
    You've broken your wings
    You've lost your demon

    make me think of not /having/ drugs (When you need them)...
    blunt needle so you can't insert the drugs
    broken wings, can't get high.
    lost your demon - in the 'drugs are my demon' sense.

    (Also, I love "The narcotic preachers are happy" line ;))
    random_monkeyon August 15, 2007   Link
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    General CommentI don't think that it has anything to do with drugs. The song has two parts. In the first part describes modern society and the fearmonging clergy. It says that they are the same as the lynch mobs of the past and the crucify Venus (the goddess of lust) making a spectacle out of it. The high priest is the soul auctioneer who surfs on fear and the followers are the necropolis users. Then the journey becomes constantly more difficult because of hands pulling back, ideas that poison the mind and the way that becomes sharper.

    In the next part of the song is the awakening. He leaves the terminal narcosis realizing that he was blind and there were undetected dangers. But the head (the head of the faith?) is dead, and it is just a blunt needle now, with broken wings and missing its demon (a word play with dear, probably an other reference to fear). Now for him there are marxist "priests" teaching defiance and change through violence (revolution?).
    blldon May 14, 2009   Link

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