It's not Jazz, it's Blues

by DAGGERS

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1.
Apex 02:28
Dusk till dawn and dawn till dusk Hours days minutes seconds Round and round and round again Lift your shoulders, stretch your legs the arms on your side Up and down, up and down Close, open and close your eyes Turn around turn around Every day from front to back and back to front again
2.
Woolgatherer 01:58
They try and tame the abhorrence as a frantic beast Entertaining the illusion Disregard the education Nevermind the common sense They've seen the mirror and it's darker side Once you pay the price you never ever coming back Another day without a fight What is seen is never leaving from the other side Another soul without a light I raise a candle when the day runs out of the time I see the land where the ravens go to die Where the lamb is praised like an idol And the wolf tamed like a dog We are the woolgatherers They try and tame the abhorrence as a frantic beast Raise your hands to the black sun And I’m done.
3.
Blues 01:45
I wish you all the best, since you merely confessed Play along Forever in disguised, knowing what it implies Play along Diving into your fears, just as fake as the tears It's very wrong Play along, play along Fuck it, such a waste I was ever so wrong again From way back then it's such a waste I was wrong Then I always assumed it would be grand Now I see it for what it is I see it for what it is Now I see it for what it is It's not jazz it's blues I shift from side to side Those crooked ways of mine Slowly sliding away Now i see it for what it is I see it for what it is Now i see it for what it is I see it for what it is
4.
Asunder 02:09
Shadows of shadows Face to face Somber demeanour Asunder Pretending to fail Shame on us Figure of rain Body of dust Somber demeanour Asunder We blow in broken flutes So used to the grim note Worn by the routine Shadows of shadows We carry the tombs Like a jewel of regret Won on the field Won by right of conquest We call for the names of the traitors We call for the head of the snake.
5.
Beacon 00:59
Drifting by the hex Whistling through a perfect set of teeth The tongue is numb From a dream of autistic silence Eardrums pierced Blood drops on the neck Electric disease Electric disease A secular religion Nations without a land Flags would be burning The streets would be on fire Dead eye Burning cornea A coma with friends
6.
Wanderlust 02:48
Find the frail and the lover Blind the face of the others They chose to lose Vying on the edge I’m a lonely sail I travel alone Far from it all I find the deject and show him hate I hound the terrors and show them hell Vying on the end I’m a lonely sail I travel alone I hunt and run
7.
Labyrinth 01:44
8.
Evermore 02:47
Then I believed everything you said When from my grave you picked a flower You mentioned that it would be some time And now you say it lasts forever From the dark I pray When sleep is a folly When a lie never matters When all the sheep will breed Old friend where is the light when we need it Old friend, where is the light We fall asleep on a moving train So many sights we’ve seen We all wake up the same The rise The shove The fall
9.
Dormant 02:16
Black pillars of cracked cobblestone Venom vines raining down the canopy Old rituals from cold blooded eras Dormant An empty echo Fuelling the hollow forest Crawling grounds marching the walls No foot has be set for the perils ahead Dormant Pieces of an ancient hourglass Scattered amongst the roots No gold no silver no broken arrow No time no border no limit to the sky Dormant Black trees black mask black sky Pierced by nails of light White noise pale sounds grey shadow No shape or movement is definitive Dormant
10.
Sovereign 04:25
Chandeliers gazing upon the young lord Grim grins of monarchs in faded sepia tones Chants and dances pale fog seeping Through the tapestry No better then than now There is no goal We’re just switching garments Leaving unfold Never quite awake constantly sleepy An abstract shifting to a passage state Lights have faded and walls have crumbled Empires fell and rose like seasons We got ground to bury and fire to burn Devouring clocks Murderous calendar Frozen millennia Moldy rapture Small creatures, glaring eyes Stone henges blowing lights Invincible destructive force There were never better days
11.
Cultist 02:58
A thousand screams break the empty sky A crowd roaring to the top of their burning lungs Insanity tends to bring you down A faint cry barely noticeable A shallow breath amongst the storm Weak not even close Insanity tends to bring you down A mouthful of empty words My eyes are swelling All thoughts in pieces I’m here to face a storm A cold ground growing lonesome stones The mute land remaining speechless even after the storm Insanity will tend to bring you down
12.
Citadel 01:50
Change the names of the characters And see if the story still fits In the back alley of an old restaurant Strays feed on the goods that are meant to rot Whatever the fate Whatever the fate it ends the same Result is a name that’s meant to fade Night gets sucked in the stone brick walls Blackened by vermin and rot Monolithic sculpture Raised from the sterile patches of soil Whatever the fate Whatever the fate it ends the same Result is a name that meant to fade Fade Every night

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DAGGERS «It's Not Jazz, It's Blues» is now out on www.throatruinerrecords.com

The LP version is housed in a heavy jacket with spot UV varnish and printed innersleeve, comes on transparent blue vinyl.

Live recorded and mixed by Ben Philips at Lightship 95, London.
Mastered by Magnus Lindberg at The Vilhelm Room, Stockholm.

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released March 31, 2014

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