LOGAN McCARTHY - Descending

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Published on December 18, 2011 2:34:45 AM ● Video Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kpAso8qJHn8

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The third and last of a marathon of experimental songs, this was my first attempt at orchestral rock. It is a genre I want to pursue in some degree later on in life and I will make a few songs in honor of that commitment.
Lyrics:
On potter's field gloom I doth see entombed,
An endless gripe from a bleak sepulchered musk in bloom.
They bask in passive benightedness but I see through,
The colors of a good marred wrong, the spectrums of your blacks and blues.
"Fancy taking staves in peace, through peace I trough them into you,"
That's all the dead ever coveted was to see once more that shining light,
They'd put up a fight.

Shining light, the shining light of purity,
Karma's out your door, you lost the key, you're in the court with Yama, you beg and plea.
He sees through your every veil,
He'll judge you as he sees fit.
Will you prevail?
If this next time you hit the hay,
Be the time you find the needle and say,
"I never wanted to play these games!"
Tell that to your victims, they have lost their names.

I swear, I swear I want to find a way,
I gotta change the way they say,
How only snakes and rhinos get the worm,
And you can kiss goodbye the birds that burn.
And yet my lord and master says I'm descending now,
I don't have a safety rope.

"Let us return to our eagle's nest in the Himalayas. It is waiting for us, for it is ours, eaglets of Europe, we need not renounce any part of our real nature...whence we formerly took our flight." ~ Romain Rolland.

I swear, I swear I want to find a way,
I gotta change the way they say,
How being bigger, boorish steals the prize,
And how the winner lives and the loser dies.
And yet my lord and master says I'm descending now,
Into a world that he vows to destroy somehow.
I don't have a safety rope,
To pull me back to dreams of trust and hope.

I swear, I swear I want to find a way,
I gotta kill their every day,
To follow suit to anger, gluttony, greed,
Is to choke the heart of chivalry.
And yet my lord and master says I'm descending now,
Into a world that he vows to destroy somehow.
But my gallantry will steal his crown,
And rule a kingdom from which I draw no bounds.