BLACKEN & CURL

by Roselit Bone

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At the slow hot death of the world we will learn again to fear the sun The edges will blacken and curl Dread will follow all and everyone Dread will follow all and everyone Our hearts will fall like rocks into the dust We will learn again to fear the sun Our idols will be melted down or crushed Our idols will be melted down or crushed as we pray to them to turn back the tide Our hearts will fall like rocks into the dust when we learn that they were never on our side When we learn that they were never on our side, over the drone of flies we’ll hear each other coughing We will pray to God to turn the tide and swear to Him that we can hear Him laughing We will swear to God that we can hear Him laughing as the edges blacken and curl Over the drone of flies we’ll hear each other coughing at the slow hot death of the world
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We ride the range from sun to sun on horses pale with dust Though fugitive, we do not run for the hand of God is just Desert bird, with bones born hollow and eyes made hollow by hunger Your scavenged heart is beyond sorrow You fly with the lepers and lungers We ride the range from sun to sun and sleep in the saddle like dead men Our tempers red and wranglesome our hatred burns stars into heaven Buried out, in grounds unhallowed, by madness toil and anger We let our fields and wives go fallow to be seeded one day by a stranger
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Your heart is dry as the dust on a calf who has lain too long in the sun He knows his mother will surely come back so he waits, he waits in the sun Your eyes are blue as the sky out west, which often is not very blue at all Thunderstorm grey, dusty sunset red No, often the sky is not very blue at all
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I hope I stay angry, but not at you I hope I have the strength to bear the weight of any truth I might lose my hair, but will I lose my senses? Will I fear the answer so much that I stop asking questions? When I am torn down by failure will you build me up again? or will I be another ruin in the Land of Broken Men? Yeah, you know these men who live like ghosts since they lost a true love for want of a new love that never showed It’s somewhere in their voices when they’re telling me lies In the lines in their faces, the hesitation in their eyes: It says, “Brother, when you find love you better give up the fight because when you get older with no one to hold you you’re gonna lose your mind” When I am torn down by failure will you build me up again? Or will I be another ruin in the Land of Broken Men?
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03:54
We’d been driven from our home through fields of flowers and fields of stone until we hit the shore I gazed out a the rolling waves through hair all matted down with rain too tired from the battle to think about the war She sat there on the sand letting it sift, so slowly, through her hand as the wind blew through her and the wind blew cold I looked up at her face hungry, defeated and untouched by age all silk and tulle and roselit bone Love me like you love the ocean Love me like you love the open sea There are horses on the road and my legs are weak Love me and stand up to meet them The dancing, grinning fauna will come to me at dawn to drag me off, drunk and bleating They’ll separate my bones from flesh and dance my skin around your bed and you’ll know that I went out screaming Love me like you love the ocean Love me like you love the open sea There are fires out in the field and I do not sleep Love me and keep the fire burning
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03:44
I was pulled to the dirt out from the womb by the shackles ‘round my legs They broke my arms and collarbone for want that I not break my cage In Mojave there are ravens the size of dogs their feathers blacker than oiled night They drill their eyes into you, my love and sap the color from your sight Never would have kept on fighting, but I knew one day your tears would wash the blood away Let passion choke lovers, but please do not chide them when they fall They know a better world than you or I A world that is beautiful and small Never would have kept on fighting, but I knew one day your tears would wash the blood away
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What I have seen of the sun is just the glint of some much larger, more awful creature’s mane But it has shown to me the girls bruising their pale feet on the rocks in the river beyond the cattails and the cane When the cherry blossoms bloom they will lift away the gloom We will see each other a first time What different seas and suns have stolen from us What different winds have blown the red into our eyes My coward heart is yearning for a home-nest and a welcome In your jaws I am turning but it’s nice to be inside of you As I flail out at the void my arms rattle in their joints Oh to be coddled, iced down and saved But I have frozen into Ghost and I am looking for a new host who is cold and empty and damp as a cave My coward heart is yearning for a home-nest and a welcome In your jaws I am turning but it’s nice to be inside of you

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released May 9, 2014

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Roselit Bone Portland, Oregon

“’Blister Steel’ is a runaway success … an unnerving set of booze-soaked, blood-curdling hellfire hymns that sound like very few other bands anywhere”
—The Portland Mercury

“Like Marty Robbins meets The Cramps, or a Goblin sountrack to a spaghetti western, ranchero fantasy meets greased up country in a magical reality.”
—American Standard Time
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