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From the manor a cutting whisper
Rising vapors through clocks of gold
Gilding fire unchains the demons
With undercurrents far too strong to hold
The sun burned out today
And fools are dancing in the rain
Scarred by the acid stain
And on the shelf a jar that holds my brain
Nightfall hunts us all from the shadows
Cynical beauty now lights the halls
Before the flicker there was only blackness
The end is coming and all my friends are dead
The sun burned out today
And fools are dancing in the rain
Scarred by the acid stain
And on the shelf a jar that holds my brain
Gripped by an empty world
Suffer the crushing weight
Madness will crawl inside
Alter the sober state
They're feeding all the voices in my head
(Slowly we're bled)
(Slowly we're bled)
(Slowly we're bled)
(Slowly we're bled)
(Slowly we're bled)
The Labyrinth hedges return to soil
Mother's weeping will go unheard
The dove that once flew here through the mazes
Had seen the darkness and chose to take its life
The sun burned out today
And fools are dancing in the rain
Scarred by the acid stain
And on the shelf a jar that holds my brain
Gripped by an empty world
Suffer the crushing weight
Madness will crawl inside
Alter the sober state
They're feeding all the voices in my head
They're feeding all the voices in my head
They're feeding all the voices in my head
They're feeding all the voices in my head
Rising vapors through clocks of gold
Gilding fire unchains the demons
With undercurrents far too strong to hold
And fools are dancing in the rain
Scarred by the acid stain
And on the shelf a jar that holds my brain
Cynical beauty now lights the halls
Before the flicker there was only blackness
The end is coming and all my friends are dead
And fools are dancing in the rain
Scarred by the acid stain
And on the shelf a jar that holds my brain
Suffer the crushing weight
Madness will crawl inside
Alter the sober state
They're feeding all the voices in my head
(Slowly we're bled)
(Slowly we're bled)
(Slowly we're bled)
(Slowly we're bled)
Mother's weeping will go unheard
The dove that once flew here through the mazes
Had seen the darkness and chose to take its life
And fools are dancing in the rain
Scarred by the acid stain
And on the shelf a jar that holds my brain
Suffer the crushing weight
Madness will crawl inside
Alter the sober state
They're feeding all the voices in my head
They're feeding all the voices in my head
They're feeding all the voices in my head
They're feeding all the voices in my head
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thrashaddict On Sep 20, 2018
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Matt Shadows their lead singer says the song was written as per request from the developers of Call of Duty: Black Ops 4. Watching the initial trailers for the game & looking at production sketches reminded him of the 'S-Town' podcast & its main protagonist, John B. McLemore. Matt also comments specifically on the lyrics: "I decided that the lyrics would shadow McLemore's life." In 2012, antiquarian horologist John B. McLemore sent an email to the staff of the show 'This American Life' asking them to investigate an alleged murder in his hometown of Woodstock, Alabama, a place McLemore claimed to despise. After a year of exchanging emails & several months of conversation with McLemore, producer Brian Reed traveled to Woodstock to investigate. Reed investigated the crime & eventually found that no such murder took place, though he struck up a friendship with the depressed but colorful character of McLemore. He recorded conversations with McLemore & other people in Woodstock. McLemore killed himself by drinking potassium cyanide on June 22, 2015 while the podcast was still in production. In the narrative of the podcast, this occurs at the end of the second episode; subsequent episodes deal with the fallout from McLemore's death while exploring more of McLemore's life & character.
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