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Burn
03:38
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It's all I ever wanted
And it's there across the street
All that I've yearned and fought for
And it's turned away from me
Whatever ink has stained me
To make me shine less than the sidewalks underneath
They glimmer in the sunlight
And I burn to become bright
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Buy My Ashes
04:15
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(Acid Orphan)
I wanna be painted and costumed, intoxicatingly perfumed
I wanna be polished and purchased, worshiped in churches
I wanna be cloned and counterfeited
outfitted with the finest armor, never outwitted
Wanna get dissected, feel collected
See figments of me reflected in stranger's eyes and feel connected
My dad he told me never argue with the weather,
but still I'm trying to find a way to live forever
I want my presence to excite a million flashes
Want a billionaire to buy my ashes
But I don't even like myself that much these days
and I'm afraid that I ain't got the muscle to shuffle my fate
(Cicada O'Kain)
You don't know me
You don't own me
Say that you don't know me
Say I don't exist
That I don't think
And I've never been thinking
You took my voice and autonomy
Cuz you don't know me
And you don't wanna know
(Acid Orphan)
Wanna be a Byzantine beauty queen, waving from the mezzanine
A soldier queen, clever and lean, like Artemisia, Persian diva
Never having no babies cuz I run the fucking navy
But I don't even like myself that much these days
and I'm afraid that I ain't got the muscle to shuffle my fate
I wanna hibernate in cyberspace
I shoulder acclimate though, fade into a cause
Fuck applause
I should disappear into some career
Find a husband like my cousins
Guzzle this potion
Hold someone close until I overdose on oxytocin
(Cicada O'Kain)
You don't know me
You don't own me
Say that you don't know me
Say I don't exist
That I don't think
And I've never been thinking
You took my voice and autonomy
Cuz you don't know me
And you don't wanna know
(Cicada O'Kain and Flesh Prince)
No you don't wanna know
Cuz you don't wanna know
You don't know me
You don't want to
You don't know me
And you don't wanna know
And you don't wanna know
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Birth House
03:08
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I get tired of being reborn
But born I am
Again again
My heart it breaks
In many forms
I've got the sun
To keep me warm
When I'm devoid of what to say
I look away
Into the emptiness
In which I was made
And where I'll stay
In silent moments
See the scale
Of the space
That isn't filled
Touch of skin
But not of soul
Where are the parts
That make you whole
When I'm devoid of what to say
I look away
Into the emptiness
In which I was made
And where I'll stay
I get tired of being reborn
But born I am
Again again
Again again
Again again
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Curtains
02:45
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Here you are
Asking me
To put it into words
When you've got nothing to say
After all the evenings I spent
With your weight
In my way
After everything I expected
That never came
You took my time
And threw it away
All the times we yell
It's because what we fear the most
Is the hardest thing to say
No hiding from the dissonance
From the trouble sensed in the distance
From the patterns of our past
And the things we dare not mention
From all the hesitation
And impotent anticipation
You've got me staring at my phone
enraptured in rejection
I thought I was your doll
I thought I was your dog
I thought a lot about you
But I would never call
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Kali
04:40
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Kali Maa, Kali Maa, tell me can you hear me now?
Free my soul, let it go
I wanna bleed into the whole
I wanna know humanity and feel no chains
Wanna flow sweeter, no theatre, feeling no pain
(x2)
I know what the truth is: I’m brilliant but I’m useless
I’m always late for work because I’m chasing down my muses
They so elusive, and that ain’t conducive to the movement
To the elevation, upswing
I became a rapper cuz I don’t know how to sing
Here’s the thing about the words I’m bringing
I want em to be more than merely shrines to my mind
Want to use em to define the new human condition
Half of us is swines and half us magicians
(Hook)
Sometimes I wanna be a child again
Maniac barefooted in the wild again
Ragged and raving
But I gotta suppress the craving
brave the pain of evolution
I’m bestial, I’m celestial, massive mental potential
I’m standing at attention in the penitentiary
We been trapped inside for centuries
Inside my mind I got the dynamite that’s gonna blow the walls out
Don’t be concerned about the fall out
I got that feminine might
I tune that regimen right
I got that genuine, evident, gift of insight
Tonight I’m live streaming from the pastel dreaming of a queen who got 1,000 limbs
Bred from a shed skin
Got me wandering cemeteries
where we go after we carry out the executions of the selves we bury
Kali free my soul so I can bleed into whole
And feel no boundaries
Kill the fear that’s grounding me
Holding me down, folding me up
Embolden me so I can float into a better chapter
(x2)
(Hook x2)
Come and kick it with Etheric Felines
Keep it divine
In the sunshine let us intertwine
It was written in the skies
That we living many lives
The first of which we bout to leave behind
As we integrate, we’re disintegrating
Self incinerating self is what I am insinuating
As we integrate, we’re disintegrating
Self incinerating self is what I am insinuating
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