The Cataclysm

by David Galas

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I wake up in a field Overlooking the trees The city of man across it And the Sun is swallowing me What has become, of this beautiful world in this dream Oceans of blood from a melting messiah Crossing my arms and waiting to die The mountains open their mouths Draining the last breaths of time Leaders of men die lying Killing again...
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Life is empty Will you show me the wide black oceans here? Drown in your hands, dying slowly The end is almost near Time is cracking, we are choking Lay down here to die Clouds are hanging, moving slowly We will never know why And we're lost together, lost forever Nothing's left for me... And we'll die together and live forever Alone we will always be.
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The end is always closer to me Everything will fade away The clouds hang heavy over the trees And the leaves are falling down The cold scent of time brushes the wind And I breath the fall and air The red of the sky is piercing the ground As the autumn sun welcomes the changing sound. Tearing away And the end is always near Breaking away And we're dying forever The distant fires burning again And the taste of ash is so clear An auburn stillness smoke through the trees Where the empty cries far away And we're running away from the things that we fear So the darkness secedes in our heads She cries on her own, alone in the field The hole where she jumps, a slow swan dive to death And the change is forever The cold lights cuts into my skin And my mind withholds To the burn, to the war, to the east To the close end tearing away
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This walk alone A change in the hour So silent in here The fruit has gone sour I will not see and I do not care This isn't real, it's too much to bare We are capsized forever We lay down to feast The food at the table The blood of the meat Our bread has gone stale We look to the day We'll drift towards the night The desert is calling I'll leave you tonight We are capsized forever
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06:26
I walked through the desert alone in the night I see all the God's in the distant cold lights They're bathing in blood of the children they killed The dead are left dying in the empty blue well All the people are dying alone and there's nothing for you to hide All the people are always alone and September will bring the dark tide. Well she walks through the gardens with thorns in her head A black angel waiting with tears falling red The cities have fallen the leaders have died And a dead silence covers the towers blue light The fall of the leaves turns the color to dusk The change of the air burns the water to rust The ones that lay still in the hedges behind the cathedrals are waiting to cry in the night. As the winter bears down on the darken old town A cold wind has changed it's direction She breaths one last breath and lets go of her life As the end of the world, it will greet us tonight
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A child from Hell touches my hand And I see everything My skin is falling, onto the ground And I see everything The ocean's are crying The desert is cold And I see everything The blood of Angles are raining on me And I've seen everything A child from Heaven touches my hand And I'll leave everything
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The clouds will break, the seas will rise A hole in the Sun, I am the sky The blistered ground the desert sand The monsoons move over the land A change will come it's not too late to scar the land, accept our fate Poetic cries from dying pigs that take the skin off from my face Take my hand and fill the cup of poisoned blood and Devil's luck Then vines for thorns hangs to the ground Blue spiraled trip the screaming sound
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I'm walking blind, lost in this city My hands hold my eyes, two bloody spheres with holes to infinity I carve my body into four pieces and I arrange the sections to the angles of the universe I draw four separate lines into the sand, radiating outwards from my spirit I dance like a dead puppet around the circle of fire I breath in the air, and exhale poison I'm lost in this borken city of silent prophets and holy shaman.
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My hands contain phosphor drawing out paths of flame. Burn the city, torch the world My eyes glow translucent green cancer and I shepherd this sickness So we walk with the great God of greed, whom towers are falling to the ground Poisoned veins, drowning in Absinthe Do you know who you are? Do you know who you are? My skin is liquid oceans of pale birds in a sea of obsidian. The sky is a clouded fluorescent napalm abyss I smell of the ranked season killer A nuclear wasteland of plutonium dreams My hydrogen god, breath your breath of life on me The slow motion silent decay of liberty as she cracks in her porcelain delight I stand on the face of a desert naked, the ancient raped civilizations of mankind All of this ends in a millisecond, a flash of magnesium and the spiral blur of heroin
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I'm wasted hills of misery, and wasted time of everything I've wasted my life, I regret this never ending constant dying Ruins of dead men stand before me, and I walk slowly to the sea.
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Originally released on Vendlus Records in 2006. This is the original version and master. It is currently out of print.

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released September 1, 2006

All Music Written, Performed, Recorded and Produced by David Galas between June 1999-September 2006

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David Galas Norway, Michigan

Current member of the band, LYCIA. David began in the late 80's recording post-punk and experimental music. David joined LYCIA in 1993 and left the band in 1996. In 1999 he began writing solo material. He released 3 solo albums until rejoining LYCIA in 2013 to help record "A Line That Connects". ... more

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