1. |
The Wings of Crows
05:28
|
|||
Meet you
I really need to miss you
See you and hear you
So loud you can't scream
Want you
I really need to lose you
Hide you and shroud you
The dead will always rise
The coins are on her eyes
The dead will always rise
Every moments is a lie
The dead will always rise
Need you
I really need to free you
Kiss you, abyss you
Like Edgar Alan Poe
Love you
I really need to kill you
Touch you and hold you
So tight you can not breathe
Embrace you can not leave
So tight you can not breathe
No time the time to grieve
So tight you can not breathe
So tight you can not breathe
No one will ever know
No one will ever know
No one will ever know
No one will ever know
See you and hear you
I'll never let you go
Hide you shroud you
Our eternal love will grow
Kiss you, abyss you
I'll never let you go
Touch you hold you
Beware the wings of crows
|
||||
2. |
The Tell-Tale Heart
04:32
|
|||
I turned the handle, no sound of lark
I turned the handle, cold deed embark
I turned the handle, a cunning spark
I turned the handle, the chambers dark
My movement torpid, without a trace
The covered lantern, case upon his face.
I turned the handle, careful techniques
I turned the handle, the breathless sneaks
I turned the handle, silent all week
I turned the handle, the latch that creeks
Every midnight, I look to see the eye
I liked the old man but he had to die.
Perhaps he heard me, in darkest pitch.
The frozen hours, no chance to itch.
sat Bolt upright, who is there.
his frail old voice, a final prayer.
The shutter opens, rays cuts the black
I shone the candle, the eye looked back
The anger filled me, focus the vex
I hear his heart beat, in the cold annex.
Cast forth shuttered light, dive into the room.
Drag him to the floor, and smother to his doom.
the slowing drums, inside his chest
his body still, and now at rest.
the cunning plan, within my head
the sharp knife cuts , upon his treads.
lifting three planks from the floor,
he varnished downwards nevermore
through this door.
No stains to taste or marks to see,
no more madness, I was free.
knock at this hour, but what to fear
I m har too clever so filled with cheer
It was a dream, the scream of sound,
no foul work here, is to be found.
So they went up stairs upon their quest,
you look quite werey I bid them to rest.
I fetched 4 chair, within his room
without a care. upom the tomb.
Ive got a secret its coming back
Ive got a secret its coming back
Ive got a secret its coming back
Ive got a secret its coming back
I hear a sound, a ringing,
growing in my head.
I hear a sound, a ringing,
flowing through in dread
I hear a sound, a ringing,
growing in my head.
I hear a sound, a ringing,
coming from the dead.
I hear his heart beat, it will not go
They jest and laugh mock me as they know.
It is growing louder all the time.
Cant you hear it calling out my crime.
louder louder louder louder.
I did it deed, the darkest art
the sound the beating of his hideous heart.
|
||||
3. |
Hawking's Apocalypse
07:11
|
|||
Bright Squares
Nightmares
vexing
life cares
Fix today, unravel night
People
Lethal
Breaking
Sequel
No domain, taste prolonged blight
New day
Decay
Future
Dooms day
No life left, to join the fight, succumb to our plight.
Save four life's, Three survive
Two grow old, Ones alive
Counting down. until life's all burnt away.
Higher
Liars
Smoking
Pyres
Glowing sky, Burning earth, The world ignites
Pandemic of healthy souls
Limited space with no controls
Diced up land , Strip resources, we pay.
...
Vision
Listen
Cracking
Schism
Heed the cry, Don't feel the bite.
Threadbare
Treasures
Warning
Specters
Dim the switch, Quadrillion sparks burning with light.
Earth glow red, Sparks of blue
Acid clouds, Pour down on you.
Energy, too much to change, Today
The end
Pretend
Expend
Descend
Leave today, New worlds tonight
Warming air and Boiling seas
Weather comes and All must flee
Smart men dream but don't agree
Easy now to turn a key
600 years are hard to see
The answer were all given free
A Melting world, filled with debris, No room for me.
|
||||
4. |
DummE 105
03:21
|
|||
There's lights, there's sound
Set up, outside town
Come one, come all
One night is the call
Dance in the fields
This moment's Unreal
Hundreds have come
to the sounds of the drums
-----------------
Hands in the air, gaze at your feet
Move to the rhythm, move to the beat
Dance all night long, away from the streets
----------------
Whistles and horns
Neon glow sticks
Dummies for E
and the deep smell of Vick
Fluffy big boots, soggy white gloves
One shoe in the air,
and love everywhere
-----------------
Hands in the air, gaze at your feet
Move to the rhythm, move to the beat
Dance all night long, away from the streets
----------------
|
||||
5. |
My Love is Plastic
03:31
|
|||
Walking down the streets at night,
I saw, you there, under glass,
at last,
signs of new love.
looking through the neon lights,
the blur, of rain, moments pass,
lambastes
Ill take you home.
Showering crystal ripples out,
stones throw, frees you, from your stand,
unplanned
were together
My love is plastic
My love for her grows
I love her madly
I take off her clothes.
My love is plastic
My love for her shows
I love her deeply
in her cellulose.
Shelter you beneath my coat
arm to warms you, helping hands
new plans
alleys we roam
Grazing deep in your eyes
passing minutes sands of time
a crime
no ones seen us
Welcome you into my room
lay you gently on my bed
nough said
They broke the mold.
My love is plastic
My love for her shows
I love her deeply
in her cellulose.
Meine Liebe ist aus Kunststoff
|
||||
6. |
Celestial Teapot
04:02
|
|||
We meet and rain pours down,
an empty smile was odd.
The word were small and wrong,
instructing me to God.
Fly between Earth and Mars
China Teapot.
Can't be seen, but its there,
China Teapot.
Don't you believe me?
Eager to save a soul,
You hand your faith to me.
The gesture lost in time,
fall of a cross and tree.
Ancient text, taught in school,
it must be true?
Brainwashed young, worshipped old,
it must be true?
...I would like some tea!
I'll trust in a Celestial Teapot,
over the year, over the year of pain.
Too many Gods today,
all are the same but bust.
All of his soldiers play,
Faith is a lie to us!
|
||||
7. |
White Stones
04:12
|
|||
Sunrise, Allies
Disguise, Tired eyes
Digging the lines upon a map
The fallen are lost within this trap
White stones stand
Stand with whispered tales
Tales of hope
Hope for a different day
Days of peace
Peace within our time
Times all gone
Gone to the rows of white stone
White stones, Today
Lost bones, Give way
Unknown, They lay
The Raving of madmen, behind lines
Rolling the dice on modern times
White Stones, Dream
White Stones, Know there names
White Stones, Lost
White Stones, Known unto god
Earth to Earth
Dust to Dust
Whites Stones
Whites Stones
Whites Stones
Whites Stones
|
||||
8. |
Short Man Syndrome
02:45
|
|||
Lyrics: Lets not go there! :)
|
||||
9. |
Velvet Destroyer
02:21
|
|||
10. |
You're Not the One
04:00
|
|||
With toothpick eyes
last nights disguise
a touch of death
and morning breath
Wake too late
to make a sound
no rushing for
the underground
waiting here
uneven ground
A mind that spins
on shits and grins
lost to the fires
of death and liars
The rut is deep
a need to sleep
a vacant stare
lost in despair
Sharp moments spent
in quiet pain
all is gone
can't bear the strain
can't bear the strain
can't bear the strain
can't bear the strain
can't bear the strain
Like minutes falling
one by one
futures empty
prospects are none
can you hear it
the bullshit
the reasons why
they passed on by
Pointless hours
drift away
searching for
a better day
all reply
the same response
You're not the one
You're not the one
You're not the one
You're not the one
You're not the one
You're not the one
You're not the one
You're not the one
|
||||
11. |
Miracle Day
07:28
|
|||
None.
|
||||
12. |
Shaking
03:53
|
|||
There's a fever growing under my skin
A blur of visions the room starts to spin
Haven't eaten, the muscles grow thin
Find the empties are crowding the bin
The sound in my head cuts like nails on a tin
Its hardly life but, its not quite a sin
Grabbing vapors, the last drops of gin.
Shaking, shaking, what's happened to me.
Far to weak to stand from my knees.
Shaking all the leaves from the trees.
Hoping, looking, try to brake free.
In the darkness a body is froze.
Deeper creeper the mind finds new lows.
Every minute increasingly slows.
Numb the pain quick, lost fingers and toes.
Life is crawling, the same pointless shows.
Walls are spinning, a fight to enclose.
Taking more pills to bury a dose.
Spirits weaker, the apples have turned.
The blur of TV is all I have learned.
Empty window, know one is there.
A weakened heart is filled with despair.
|
Blak Hohl Midsomer Norton, UK
"Blak Hohl" (The phonetic spelling of Black Hole) is a progressive rock band from Somerset
England.
"Blak Hohl" likes to experiment with different styles of music. Unhindered by a need to have a specific sound their catalogue is amazingly diverse. There is something here for everyone if you give them a try!
... more
Streaming and Download help
If you like Blak Hohl, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp