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Writ In Dust [Live in London]

by While Angels Watch

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1.
You stop me running Each moment forever How can you do this? Filling empty spaces With nothing Each movement alone Falling through emotions You touch and I shake Am I tasting your soul? Why do I feel like this When your eyes Turn to stone? Show me your tears, pleasure from pain Nights you don’t speak if I disobey Oh, I’d turn the tables, reveal my woe But strength through joy I don’t think you know So I’ll drive it in deep, watch the blood spray Nights I don’t sleep, the games you make me play Let the fire burn my grief-filled chest Force from my heart the loneliness We're two crashing waves, one master, one slave You burn like ice And I turn to stone
2.
Voices 04:28
Do you hear the voices The broadcast will not cease Another coffin closes Fear is their peace From within and from outside From above and from below Until you’re thankful to be confined In the ‘happy family’ show On the radio and TV stations In the church, in the shops, in the towns For the politics of nations They would have us drown From within and from outside From above and from below Nowhere to run or hide They make life a death so slow They infiltrate and manipulate The faction of your choice So that we trade words of hate Divided by the voice From within and from outside From above and from below Painting pictures for the blind With their subliminal code Voices Voices Their voices are forces Their force is their voices Their forces control us Their voices contain us No voice No choice Rewired I’m tired
3.
The blizzard is roaring The wolves, they are calling My feet are so heavy and slow The light it is dimming Faces are screaming But I cannot hear them now For my heart it is pumping My life back to nothing Just a stain, bloody stain, on the snow Ripped and torn we are unborn Symbols of the coming storm Artillery pumping Us back to nothing Bloody stains Only symbols in the snow Ripped and torn we are unborn
4.
Come join me in Eutopia Set aflame the killing fields of Europa The way the scattered seeds Were strangled by the weeds Come join me in Eutopia The broken promise of Europa Away from the storm clouds That rain so heavy on the boughs Of life Come join me in Eutopia A castle in the air, old Europa They no longer raise the flags Our Fathers blood stained rags Within my heart she lies, Europa While in the world she cries, Europa Within my heart she’ll rise, Europa While in the world she cries. Europa Within my heart she’ll rise, Europa But in the world she dies, Europa
5.
There it is, her voice again Like some sorcery I ride upon her notes of pain As she gently carries me From such a melancholy shore To sands of fantasy And there she enchants me again Sister of the sea *Into my heart an air that kills From far country blows What are those blue remembered hills What burning forests those? That is the land of lost content I see it shining plain The happy shores where I went And cannot come again* As darkness sweeps across the sky The moon calls her once more The haunting song ends with a cry And I am left upon her shore Then the only sound is of the waves Crashing, tossing me Back to where I don’t belong With my demons for company
6.
The evening clings to his skin Its heartbeat makes his head spin A-part of the web and dazed by her potion Breathing the tides of the ocean Burning inside the reason to exist A poison, a love, a kiss If the secrets she passed down Led us to where we are now What have we done? As the moon shadows the sun And the moon shadows our son Virgin Mother Crone
7.
This lands breath is stagnant Trees stand dead in the concrete fields While the world is raped by traitors Who turn the destruction wheel The smell and the blood of their prophet Pollutes the soil; the old gods sigh As fear infested sermons Possess the blind sheep to nullify In this valley of power The channels open and fuel the flame On to the vale of secrets Then departure from this rotting stage No rest for the mortal man As coming events cast their shadows before Let the final battle commence With the call of a wolf and the hammer of Thor Hear the gods roar As the angel falls Into the light The black sunlight
8.
Angel 02:15
I cannot remember your face now we’re apart But your soul still flies with mine I wait for your body and I wait for your love The past never happened In this desolate place
9.
The Watcher 05:27
Discover thou what is The creature from before the flood Without flesh, without bone Without vein, without blood It is in the field, it is in the wood Without head, without hand Without foot It is bad, it is good Is it a god? Call the council of the seven At the place where earth meets heaven For there is much work to be done Now the angel has fallen I am a wonder Whose origin is unkown I am the seed from which Grew all you have ever grown Call the council of the seven At the place where earth meets heaven Once again the end has come Our knowledge must be passed on
10.
Medusa 05:09
Ten thousand snakes shedding their skin Mistress of beasts spreading her wings No power to change her march to the end No space for doubt divides the message she sends And here we are as pillars of stone We cannot move our roots from our home Here we were born and here we shall die Defending land with blood and with pride My name is Anath, I am the mysteries Within the threefold forces of the Great Goddess I purify I am the truth beyond your world Look upon my eyes and behold the abyss Ten thousand snakes shedding their skin Mistress of beasts spreading her wings No power to change her march to the end No space for doubt divides the message she sends And here we are as pillars of stone We cannot move our roots from our home Alone we stand, alone we shall die The honour won, looking into her eye
11.
Locust Moon 05:20
If sorrow were waves from an ocean of blue If I were the cliffs they come crashing on to Then you are the moon rushing them in To make ruins of me, outside and within And all I can do is stand in the sun My victory an illusion Crafted by you, to weather my heights And make me the shore, make me a shore You made me the shore *I make an incantation against the brightness of the sky I make an incantation against the shining of the sun I make an incantation against the wind of heaven I utter a spell against the boughs of the oak Against the aspen and the alder, the willow and the birch Against the budding of every tree that is in the wood I bind a charm against the rose that it blossom not May my magic bring darkness on the generation of the flowers May blackness consume the grass of the fields For in her was the brightness of the sky The splendour of the sun, the breeze from on high In her the delight of the woods The sweetness of the rose, the pleasure of the flowers Her voice gave rapture to the song of the birds The joys of the world have departed with her
12.
I can feel a cloak of bitterness enshroud My heart lost in storm clouds Alone I stand within a place that I call home Oh, how I used to roam And you will not return to the shore of this strange land To fill an empty man Where all I do is sit and waste and wonder how I think I know it now And as the time goes by more thoughts of you are lost Melt into the frost The longer that I stay the more it numbs the pain Here love can’t remain Around me the fog falls and all I feel is bone Safe among my own Where all I do is live in a place to die I think I know just why It’s dark, grow cold It’s dry, grow old In the waiting ground And why should I be found when you know that I am bound To the waiting ground It's cold, so cold...

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'Writ In Dust' captures a rare and (to date) the final live performance of While Angels Watch at the 28th Anniversary Party of the Slimelight, London's legendary alternative venue at Electrowerkz, on 17th October 2015, and was a Sowilo Media promotion.

This was the final night of the 'Runes Writ In Rust' European tour by US artists Awen and Et Nihil, who both performed in the UK for the first time; in contrast, While Angels Watch announced this would be their final London show.

The concert was dedicated to John Murphy who sadly passed away earlier that week.

*This high quality audio was recorded direct from the Soundboard and whilst retaining the raw performance, has been professionally Mastered. Occasional volume inconsistencies and peaking are from the live mix and not the production process.

credits

released December 21, 2018

Michael DE Victor Vocals, Guitar & Live Loops, Tambourine, Melodica
Eilish McCracken Violin, Flute, Keyboard, Vocals
Tim Wates Bass Guitar
Kevin Gregory Drums, Percussion

Mastered at Retina II Studio by Hunter Barr
Artwork design Michael DE Victor

Sound Engineer Don at Electrowerkz
Soundboard Recording Carsten Hopf
Concert Photography James Speers

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Cult forerunners of the so-called Neofolk or Apocalyptic Folk genre; formed in Autumn 1985 by Michael Victor [aka DeV] in London, England. Dark, often epic music, incorporating post punk and post industrial influences; accompanied by uncompromising lyrics that explore the human condition, culture, esoterica and the darkly romantic, with foundations built upon the Northern Mysteries.and Lore. ... more

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