Pre-Production sampler of a new song from upcoming album "As All Light Leaves Her"

Shining Hollow (Rough Pre-production Demo)

The Agony Courses Through My Veins (Rehearsal Recording 6.7.14)

MAD GIRL'S LOVE SONG

1

i shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
i lift my lids and all is born again.
(i think i made you up inside my head.)
(i think i made you up inside my head.)

2

the stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
and arbitrary blackness gallops in:
i shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
i shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

3

i dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
and sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(i think i made you up inside my head.)
(i think i made you up inside my head.)

4

god topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
exit seraphim and satan's men:
i shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
i shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

5

i fancied you'd come back the way you said,
but i grow old and i forget your name.
(i think i made you up inside my head.)
(i think i made you up inside my head.)

6

i should have loved a thunderbird instead;
at least when spring comes, they roar back again.
i shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(i think i made you up inside my head.)

-- Sylvia Plath


bubbleGum pu$$y - [MAD GIRL'S LOVE SONG] PERCUSSION PHRASE MASTER

(Intro)
If I pretend I'm asleep, Maybe they'll go away.....
(VI)
Suspended disbelief
Tied down smothering
Lonely eyes weeping on sheets
Mascara on her cheeks
Subtly enveloping, her mouth where her lips begin to crease
When she's undressed 
The guilt and shame
In nightmares, stuck on replay
I'm on my way
You'll never find out
No remnants, filth washed away
(Chorus)
Every time I slip, into my lonely grave
I lay back and watch her, melt into me
I think I may just be
Ready to sink, don't let go of me
I think I may just be
Ready to sink, don't let go of me...
(VII)
So again it seems
I find you in my dreams, you look right through me
This transparency
Is slowly killing me
My heart's now empty
Can you forgive me
Paint thee disgusted
Tear open my chest
Bathe in my growing hatred
Dead ends and broken paths
I can't shake this feeling 
I wish I were dead
Every moment feels imperative
Wretchedly closing in
(Outro)
Inside this silent
Ever waking isolation
Pulling in
Ripping out my heart
I feel the sickness flowing from my arms

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