Demo 2013

by Raiju

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released 23 December 2013

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Raiju Berkeley, California

Lead/Rhythm Vocals: Scott Wagner

Lead/Rhythm Guitar: Bobby Carroll

Lead/Rhythm Bass: Max Coley

Lead/Rhythm Drums: Vinnie Hecht

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Track Name: Ugly, Mean Pigeon
Searching for an angel
to spread her wings and douse the flames.
It burns, it burns!

She caught me on a cloud dancing

Take into frame
images of evangelical piety.
Drink from the wine
to taste the blood.

I think I feel contagious,
now I'm rising from the fire.
Ignited, we'll never have to drink again.

I'm counting the silver linings

Lost amongst the separation of love,
we've castrated our innocence to break the mold as usual.
I feel paranoia seeping through my skin
confessionals, they have me wondering
who's ready to begin.

She's been dancing on a cloud
Basking in her waves of infinite glory,
I see you waiting.
I see you, dancing into . . .

We'll be running, dancing into the avenue,
we're rejoicing as you're shaking.
We'll be running, dancing, devoid of feeling new.
And your safety can never be safely assumed.

I have tasted her blood,
I have tasted her eyes.
How the he said she said is killing me oh!
But what the fuck is wrong with me,
safely assuming the worst?

I'm counting silver linings in my mind.

Lost amongst the separation above,
we've castrated our innocence as usual.
I feel paranoia seeping through my skin.
Ignite the gasoline, I'm blasting off against the grain.
Track Name: The Ride of the Chechen
Graves dotted the plains,
marking the scene of genocide made modern,
mourning the 200,000 unnamed.
We'll not be poisoned by history for the blackest of gold
for the blackest of souls.

So, we fight.
Chechens we ride!
To Daghestan tonight.
Chechens we ride!

I am free; I am Shiva, destroyer of worlds.
Unto thee I will bring my vengeance tenfold.

I am free! How can you kill a dead man?
Even if my hand falls limp to the ground,
others' will find you.

Even if my hand falls limp to the ground,
others' will find you.

Chechens we ride!
To Daghestan tonight.
Chechens we ride!

We will not be poisoned by history!
200,000 unmarked graves in memory.

My love, forgive me for all that I have done.
I turned my back on the garden we grew up in…
They forced us to fight.

We will not go quietly into the night!
I fear the man you knew is gone.
I've replaced love with charges and bombs.
We're holding the lines, they're barely holding on.

Just yesterday we were children playing,
forced to be unable to grow,
unable to know such violence.

Giving away everything I could have gave away.
This time it seemed I couldn't find away.
There's nothing left,
except for everyone who has destroyed their lives.
We're keeping the promises we shouldn't make.

Giving away everything I could have gave away.
This time it seemed I couldn't find away.
There's nothing left,
except for everyone who has destroyed their lives.
We're keeping the promises we shouldn't make.
Track Name: Later, Sooner
Broken again,
can you feel it?
The strain of wanting what you can't have.

Caution is thrown to the wind
once our wings take flight,
if only for tonight.
In these dreams
soliloquy delivers the final blow.

Sooner or later,
you'll find the ones you think you know
are not the ones you think you know at all.

It's always been a risk, a risk we couldn't take,
but our paths never shared that same fate.
Don't you seem so surprised?
Don't you seem so surprised
as we're watching each sunset from the safety of our homes.

Dear 2010,
got you just out of my distance.
While we can't afford letting go of everything that we suffered for.
I've seen this view
apart from what I knew.
In these dreams, soliloquy delivers the final blow.
In these dreams, soliloquy delivers the final blow.

Sooner or later,
you'll find the ones you think you know
are not the ones you think you know at all.