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The Tarantella
05:10
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Il balletto della matta / Sulla scala / Passo dopo passo / Un sogno
disturbato / Che paura / I pensieri della matta / Sulla strada / Anno dopo Anno / Un tempo disperato/ Che paura / Il balletto della matta / Sulla scala / Che paura / Pizzicata forte, tutti matti qua / Cane bastontato, senza libertà / Scala della Ragione, rumorosità/ Lasciami ragno, piú rapidità / piú rapidità / piú rapidità, rapidità, rapidità, rah ta ta / Su. Dai.
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Suffer the Wait
04:42
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Unquiet dreams / On a hospital bed / Stirred the yearning / Unspoken, unsaid / I can’t keep up the pace / The tanks are overheating / Words begin to race / Go backwards and repeating / Slip out the cracks of early morning out the door/ Bleary eyed with coffee, vacuum, mop the floor / Cut the anchor, drift into the murky water / Pitched upon the waves, they carry me away / My hands are tied, I’m stuck to watch you as you falter / Fumbling these things that still I cannot alter / I will suffer the wait / With patience and with grace / Cough and whistle / In the gaol courtyard / Sup on thin gruel / Still under close guard / I can’t keep up the pace / The tanks are overheating/ Words begin to race / Go backwards and repeating / Slip out the cracks of early morning out the door/ Bleary eyed with coffee, vacuum, mop the floor / Cut the anchor, drift into the murky water / Pitched upon the waves, they carry me away / My hands are tied, I’m stuck to watch you as you falter / Fumbling these things that still I cannot alter / I will suffer the wait / With patience and with grace / Naivety, naivety, the bottom I will never see / Naivety, naivety, the fault that broke the back of me / The birds are screaming in the trees / They think they’ll die with dignity: naivety, naivety / I will suffer the wait.
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Heave the Bellows
04:29
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Heave the bellows / And rise the flames / Without sacrifice/ Nothing is made/ A sword, a plough / A horse to be shod / And a bog to burned / Clod by clod / New born and banished / And overwhelmed. / Frail and rattled / Unable to defend / In vain struggle/ Against the deepening dark / And the rising tide / Of a shattered heart / Temper brittle metal into finest steel / Hammer the misshapen right back into shape / Break the weakest spirit for the common good / All things surely must, lose their sheen and rust / Crumble ever slowly into dust
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Sweeney's Frenzy
03:31
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Black Diaries
05:02
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Bóthar Crua Iarthar
05:31
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Ríleanna na hIfrinn
01:06
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Mearchuimhneas
04:31
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Shudder in the West
04:13
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The Rattling Hell
04:01
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The Spook of The Thirteenth Lock Dublin, Ireland
Named after a poem about a haunted canal lock, The Spook of the Thirteenth Lock match Irish folk sounds with modern experimental rock sounds. With their new album "The Brutal Here and Now" they have refined their craft, creating folk rock with with a dark, modern feel. They veer away from their peers in tracing a line from the Irish 60’s folk revival through prog, kraut and post rock. ... more
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