Dead In Heaven

by Flood The Sun

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released May 8, 2009

Written and performed by Flood The Sun. Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Sean McCullough at Silverchord Studios.

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Track Name: Bastard Anthem
Bastard, your arms go on forever but you didn't leave us anything. Not a fucking thing. You never heard our battered prayers and we're not saved but our lungs will keep scraping them out and we'll keep waiting. Bastard, your promise belies death but we're dying. We scream out our brothers' names and we can't imagine the pain you never saved us from. You never heard our battered prayers and we're not saved but my lungs are finished scraping them out and I won't wait.
Track Name: Ice Storm
The ice storm came in a fury and you swear it's gonna change us like it's gonna change the face of this earth. Whatever doesn't kill us. Is this killing us? Last night in the ice storm, we prayed the whole night through that the faithful would be rewarded but the wicked pulled through. When we kicked out the door and stepped in the frozen light, we listed all that we'd lost. I'm still alive and nothing's changed. Last night in the ice storm, we prayed the whole night through that the faithful would be rewarded but the wicked pulled through. We prayed. We prayed all night and we jumped into the arms of god. Wipe us out. Demand the ice storm. We go on and we forget.
Track Name: Lions
This is how it ends. With everything drawn across the atmosphere like god's own breath. I wish you could have been there to see the old man's heels and the new year's sunrise burning down America. Does it get any better than this? Her fever still won't break and she's waiting for you. Black ice. Brake lights in your eyes, so wide. And it's perfect. How will you keep us without enough lions for every martyr? How can you still say "I am everything you understand and your bold dissent"? Does it get any better than this? Her fever still won't break and she's waiting for you. Black ice. Brake lights in your eyes, so wide. And it's perfect. Wiped out. Is this your perfect world? The pagans down on central, kicking the rain back up. There's angels on high above the power lines. (One of these nights, about twelve o' clock, this whole earth's gonna reel and rock. Things they'll tremble and cry for pain for the lord's gonna come in his heaven airplane.)
Track Name: Leaving You With Nothing
Yellow eyes. Melting wings. Praise Jesus for your broken legs. What are we carving out? What are we pounding in? What are we praying for? Our place in hell? Pray that you don't find me in hell. Yellow eyes. Melting wings. Praise Jesus for your broken legs. Bleeding out our faith. Bleeding out control. You'll never control.
Track Name: Wrench
You've got the face of god but I don't believe because I was born with a wrench in my hand and your heel in my throat. This debt's in our blood so we can't run. We're underground with America on our backs. We're holding. We stand in the wake of the lion's march. We sing our crippled anthems. We stand in the wake of the lion's march and the shine of our sterile faith. We're pumping bad blood. We're ruined. We're dangerous. We'll take you down with us.
Track Name: Outro (The Arrival Of The Flood)
A notion that's laughable. A fire we must ignore. Send us a sign. A notion we must ignore. Send me a flood. We have swooned. This is the fight song we live for. This is the flood we have created for OUR world. We have felt the light.