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Author: astroid on January 24 2007
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Damn it all! all this our South stinks peace.
You whoreson dog, Papiols, come! Let's to music!
I have no life save when the swords clash.
But ah! when I see the standards gold, vair, purple, opposing
And the broad fields beneath them turn crimson,
Then howls my heart nigh mad with rejoicing.
II
In hot summer have I great rejoicing
When the tempests kill the earth's foul peace,
And the lightnings from black heav'n flash crimson,
And the fierce thunders roar me their music
And the winds shriek through the clouds mad, opposing,
And through all the riven skies God's swords clash.
III
Hell grant soon we hear again the swords clash!
And the shrill neighs of destriers in battle rejoicing,
Spiked breast to spiked breast opposing!
Better one hour's stour than a year's peace
With fat boards, bawds, wine and frail music!
Bah! there's no wine like the blood's crimson!
IV
And I love to see the sun rise blood-crimson.
And I watch his spears through the dark clash
And it fills all my heart with rejoicing
And pries wide my mouth with fast music
When I see him so scorn and defy peace,
His lone might 'gainst all darkness opposing.
V
The man who fears war and squats opposing
My words for stour, hath no blood of crimson
But is fit only to rot in womanish peace
Far from where worth's won and the swords clash
For the death of such sluts I go rejoicing;
Yea, I fill all the air with my music.
VI
Papiols, Papiols, to the music!
There's no sound like to swords swords opposing,
No cry like the battle's rejoicing
When our elbows and swords drip the crimson
And our charges 'gainst "The Leopard's" rush clash.
May God damn for ever all who cry "Peace!"
VII
And let the music of the swords make them crimson!
Hell grant soon we hear again the swords clash!
Hell blot black for always the thought "Peace!"

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this is retarded meaning i love it
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It's been said ad nauseam but I dig this a lot.

I think my head just exploded - this sounds like a supercomputer gone wrong.

A supercomputer gone..... EVIL. Like a supercomputer from another dimension, where there are exact, but evil, duplicates of the supercomputers here on Earth.

You can tell the difference by their pointy beards.

thanks all for the wonderful encouragement

it's so nice when you do something meant to be just as silly, overcomplicated, and far out as you can think of, and people respond to it.

awesome

yeah, its all those things but great nonetheless.

nutsers. i love it. totally freaked out in a zappa kind of way. this sounds like some crazy percussion kit meets organ type machine as played by the phantom of opera's savant a.d.d speedballed out cousin from hills of kentucky.

very interesting! solid production as well!

cheers

holy fuck! awesome.
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you made me drop my popsickle!

the only thing i wanted to happen in this tune was a huge discordant slow swell. but never mind.

how are the acoustics in your crypt these days? mwahahahahHAHAH!

dope!

holy shit!

this is fucking class man!

arpeggiated madness...really enjoy the brash beat stretching and the end owns all.

really well done meh friend.

oh crap! this kicked my ass - did chick corea break into your studio with an armful of sun ra's synths? NOICE

oh god i lost this one.. amazing... not the kind of stuff i would listen to while going to work but it's technically impressive. nice to hear that after "private school"..

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