Michael Knott

Screaming Brittle Siren

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Miles From Shame

Crash and Burn

Apocalypse Lips

Brittle Body

Blood on My Hands

Liar

Hang Me High

Draw the Line

Gold Silver Soup and Silver instrumental

I am no Christ

What You Know Now

Barnacle

Shine a Light

"Miles from Shame"

Have a little more of the greasy pig
Have a little more of the drunken binge

Feel good, feel good...
Miles from shame

From the spoil of the fatted squid
To the breathing of the lung is singed

From the bellow of a merchant in mire
Comes a cry for the leeward side

Have a little more of the drunken binge
Have a little more of the greasy pig

Keep the swine in the stomach side
Keep the sips in the one who slips

"Crash and Burn"

Knockin' down everything I tried to build
Buyin' up everything I tried to sell
Changin' my heaven to hell

Sometimes, I wanna crash and burn my little world

Tossin' out everything I tried to save
Feelin' down till my body's your slave
I thought that I was saved

Catchin' fire to everything I tried to freeze
Kickin' sharks everytime they come to feed
I always end up on my knees
This fire is no small seed

"Apocalypse Lips"

She's got apocalypse lips
And a killer of a kiss
I tremble in the maul of her mind
She's got a bitter bag of tricks
It's something of an addiction

Satisfaction

I love her manumit machine
I wanna yell and set fire to the Queen
She's got a bitter bag, it's a bitter bag of tricks

Satisfaction

Why stop that blue
You can't stop that green
Unsightly miles of beastly emotion

"Brittle Body"

Light the skin on fire, make me into a beggar, please
Cut the flesh from my bone, cause it to pus and bleed
Make this salty sliver work its way into your hand
The meat and the marrow, the pillar and the sand

Take this brittle body, throw it all away
Take this brittle body, I can't seem to change

Like shaken oil mixes with the vinegar
It separates in time, divides amongst the curve
Insomniac and the sleeper, can they have the same dream
Sheets and the tailor, can they be torn by the seam

"Blood on My Hands"

Pushin' the nail to the bitter end
Pushin' the nail to the bitter end
Why must I be pushin' the nail

Stickin' the thorns inside till it hides
Stickin' the thorn in till it hides
Why must I be stickin' the thorn
Why must I be stickin' the thorn

I've got blood on my hands
I've got hate in my heart
It's all a part of pushin' the nail

Rollin' some dice 'round town for some cape
Slingin' some tails 'round till they hit
Why must I be rollin' someone's dice
Why must I be swingin' some tails

I've got blood on my hands
I've got lust in my heart
It's all a part of pushin' the nail

I've got murder in my heart
I've got lust so strong it's real
I've got blood on my hands
It's all a part of pushin' the nail

"Liar"

Everything you see is not anything you want
Everything you want is not anything it is

Toss the rat from this trap cage
Face the fact, they are liars
God vendor

Raise a sheckel up in the air
Feel the power of Christ
Pull the bridges down low
Feels so nice

Toss the rat from this trap cave
Face the fact, they are liars
God vendor

Makes me sick, makes me wanna vomit
I'm fillin' my heart with rocks and sand
I am the slogan, "Christ for sale"

"Hang Me High"

There's an ocean, we can sail outside the far reef
There's a story I could tell if you would let me
But if the land you're comin' from won't let you listen
Take your pen in hand and cut me from this narration

High, hang me high

It's a story of a lad with a tambourine
He did shake it when the vessel came to higher seas
His mother warned him of the perils in the underworld
How he tried to fare, I doubt that you would even care

High, hang me high

Please forgive me if I haven't offered a glass or two
Understand this man's been shaking tambourines for you
There's so much for us to find out in the open sea
But if you prefer the coast then find me a swingin' post

"Draw the Line"

Someone draw the line

"I am no Christ"

The shimmer of the pseudo-holy is tarnished when the bird is mocking
The glory of the men in holding is for the pseudo to be stalking

Cross me once and I'll forgive you
Cross me twice and it gets hard
Cross me three times and just remember I'm no Christ
Am I the animal, am I the enemy

They find the maps between the pages of the Man made of sorrows
And when their love fears aground, they pawn the ship and they borrow

"What You Know Now"

If there's no truth then there's no vile
There's no chosen child
It's a shut-up ear the makes the old man smile
And he's laughin'

Tell me, what's the use in needin'
If there ain't nothin' to believe in
What you know now might not be what you're gonna find
Open your eyes and take a look inside mine

There's no hope, there's no chain
Hey, there's no such thing
It's a swingin' corpse that makes a sad heart sing
And you're swingin'

What's the use in needin'
If there ain't nothin' to believe in
What you know now might not be what you're gonna find
Open your eyes and look inside mine

"Barnacle"

lyrics not transcribed yet

"Shine a Light"

I see nothin' but darkness over my bow
I've got nothin' but reef under my frame

I try to come about, I try to move around
This siren keeps callin' my name
Someone shine a light
Shine a light so I can see
Someone shine a light
Someone give me sight

I'm no captain, just a reflection of the sea
Soon the shallow rain will take its toll

I try to come about, I try to move around
This siren keeps callin' my name
Someone shine a light
Someone shine some type of light for me
Someone shine a light
Somebody give me sight

The bitter cold ???
While the frigate screams within the coral scene

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