Shouldn't Be Too Long

by Strange Passage

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Physical LP and download available for purchase on Jan 25, 2019 on Syncro System Records.

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released January 25, 2019

Greg Witz – Guitar
Ricky Hartman – Drums
Andrew Jackmauh – Bass
Renato Montenegro – Vocals and Guitar

Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Will Killingsworth at Dead Air Studios, Jan-Aug 2018.

Contact: CraigsLament@gmail.com

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Track Name: Idle Time
There’s a wall of fire
Closing in
Where the ground controller
Dropped the pin

Iridescent bolts ig-
-nite the sky
And the sun’s outshone by
Air on fire

And where all that’s solid
Melts to air
Only lifeless ash a-
-waits us there

Gray miasma strews
About ground
Where it’s only silence left resounding
Through these
Blank
Sur-
-round-
-ings

Once we see the flash
Fractions of an instant pass
Before we feel the blast

Once the missiles flash
Only idle time remains
So take the time to make the
Fractured instant
(Dazzling brilliance) last
Track Name: Ranks of the Righteous
You went to heaven
To find the highness
But heaven left you
Blind and eyeless

Thoughts of highness
Drew you onwards
The view denied
And your eyesight squandered (oh…)

You sought the secret
To view the highness
But seeking left you
Mute and mindless

So the secret
Teased you further
The vista feigned
And your pretense nurtured (oh…)

Tell me, did you catch a glimpse of the highness?
Tell me, did you see the crown?
Tell me, have you joined the ranks of the righteous?
Share your story,
Sweet Vainglory!
Track Name: Cloying Melody
Can you tell your agitation swells
As you watch the pendulum impel
Both the hands in circles as it sways?
Is your stomach turning with the clock
And the cloying melodies it plays?

Are you aware the ache's too much to bear
As the clock so faithfully declares
Your unease with each melodic phrase?
Is your stomach turning with the clock
And the cloying melodies it plays?

I can tell
The clock makes you unwell
As it marks the time
That you’re thrown
By the tone
of the bells
And the sound of the chime
You let on
The clock upsets your calm
And your peace of mind
That your ill
Mood’ll still
Linger on
Past the very last chime

Do you find your agitation climbs
As you watch the instruments give sign
To the moon’s forever waning phase?
Is your stomach turning with the clock
And the cloying melodies it plays?
Track Name: Beneath the Flowers (and the Clovers)
What the hand intends, the eyes appraise
Though seizures rend and fevers blaze
And the hand demands the last indulgence
Cruel stirrings swell that becloud the eye
And impel the hand
To invoke the knife

Then the hand rescinds one nerve inflamed,
Two tangled limbs, three braided veins
So the hand commands the last indulgence
Any part’s maligned that could aid the eye
And unbind the hand
To withdraw the knife

Can you hear the body turning over?
And the body breaking down?
Can you hear the body rotting
In
The
Gound?
There beneath the flowers and the clovers
Does the body make a sound?
As the weeds take root atop the
Dead
And
Rot-
-ting
Mound?
Track Name: No End in Sight
From the lip of the vial
To the tip of the spade
To the moon bayoneting the window shade
To the bloody hands
Of the gunclad lawman

From the edge of the rule
To the tip of the nail
To the blood of the Son in the father’s grail
To the dying hare
In the hunter’s snare

Is this how your thoughts arrange
When mania calls your name
And compulsion climbs the vein?

You could well despair
If what you find
Touches off the air
And what’s left behind
Throws your mind
Into disrepair
You could well despair
For quite some time
If the will is there
If you’re so inclined… (Oh…)

From the coil of the spring
To the teeth of the gear
To the suicide hung from the chandelier
To the drowning stray
In the cistern spillway

From the lip of the vial
To the tip of the spade
To the shadows entwined with the colonnade
To the wretch’s spite
With no end in sight
Track Name: Brilliant Diamonds
Dust
On the
Floor
There's a
Stranger
At the
Door

Say,
Have you
Heard his
Name be-
-Fore?

Doors
Open wide
Did he
Make his
Way in-
-side?

Say,
Would you
Reach him
If you
Tried?

(Diamonds)
Brilliant diamonds
One:
What have you done?
Diamonds
Brilliant diamonds
Two:
What can you do?
Track Name: Shouldn't Be Too Long
Once his story falls apart
Well it shouldn’t be too long
Before the real amusement starts

Wait a while
The dissenter’s standing trial
But it shouldn’t be too long
Before the gunmen drag his
Body down the
Aisle

Now he's clutching at his chains
Well it shouldn’t be too long
Before the gunmen call his name

Wait a while
There’s some paperwork to file
But it shouldn’t be too long
Before his body slumps and
Bleeds out on the
Tiles

Don’t pretend
It’s not welcome now-and-then
That you don’t receive a thrill
Each time the gunmen make the kill

Once it ends
We’ll be decent once again
But it won’t be done until
The point our appetites are filled

Take a seat behind the glass
Well it shouldn’t be too long
Before the condemnations pass

Wait a while
There’s some paperwork to file
But it shouldn’t be too long
Before the gunmen throw a
Body on the
Pile
Track Name: Ode
Over by the houses on the hill
There’s a mirrored building standing still
Let it in on your agonies and worries
And when all its glinting windowpanes
Take turns in taunting you by name
Just close your eyes to see
The skyline veiled by rust
And the city ground to dust

Underneath the bridges by the square
You can find the river flowing there
Let it in on your agonies and worries
And when every vaulted riverside
Joins up in stomping on your pride
Just close your eyes to see
The skyline veiled by rust
And the city ground to dust

High above the battered city roads
There beguiling letters shine aglow
Let them in on your agonies and worries
And when all their colors, shapes, and lines
Take joy in treating you unkind
Just close your eyes to see
The skyline veiled by rust
And the city ground to dust

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