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The Complete Elegist

by The Contrast Medium

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1.
Sooner murder the infant in its cradle (bring forth the end) than shelter dormant desire (bring forth the end) Bring forth the elegist (x4) (bring forth the end) (x3)
2.
And when I saw him I fell at His and was dead And so He laid His requiem upon me Saying unto thee Fear not I am the First and the last. I am He that liveth and was dead And behold I am alive Forever more I have the keys of life and of death Write the thing which thou hath seen and the things which are and the things which shall be, hereafter
3.
You can't see until you open your eyes From bloodshot white to a curfew curtain Never be too certain of what's on return Reflection on affection Forget me just tonight Discard your just correction Forget gifts of foresight This is the path on from which we learn The path on which turn My life inside My life kept in doubt Chaos definition Loss in lost love Pray on ammunition Spent shells for her love Spades of attrition Fade out from my love Lost from our home Bring Him back Turn over the stone Bring Him back Take me back home I can't bring Him back I've got blood-soaked hands and all I can do stare My broken face My broken fate No matter how hard I tear and scrape This knife can't cut deeper than my guilt I'm just a cross-section of myself and I've got blood-soaked hands From bloodshot white to a curfew curtain Never be too certain of what's on return Reflection of affection Forget me just tonight Discard your just correction Forget gifts of foresight This is the path from which we learn The path on which turn My life inside My life kept in doubt Chaos definition Loss in lost love Pray on ammunition Spent shells for her love Spades of attrition Fade out from my love Sketch blades on my mind abandon her love forget the word love his cut on my line turn back the stone please bring him back I'm sorry I couldn't stay my hand but when i open my eyes I can't stand what I see I can't dispatch this guilt I can't discard this end I'm sorry this story plays in no one's favor I'm sorry I had to forget who I am I'm sorry when you remember me all you'll see is him I'm sorry I can't change this story I'm sorry I cant dry your eyes I'm sorry this is the end (x2)
4.
It's now the seventh whole day and still I've seen no sleep No feelings to be robbed No heart to be shattered We draw our dreams here in this sand and the tide is coming in Take this heart and pound it with your fist Keep it beating Now I've seen no sleep A hundred thousand tiny bulbs a flicker cast on analog hole Gasping into digital Glacier cold the heart leaves no stone unturned Hush don't say a word Spirit crest on Heaven's gates Some second handed light bereaved His dying breath can take no more This subject has expired Acastus has expired Here on the eighth day and still I've found no sleep Crying out for murder Crying for release Cry once more for sleep tonight Crying for release The subject has expired Acastus has expired
5.
One stroke fell on knuckle tight Sickened crack on cell divide Finger stiff on Iphus Cold Count lost on blackness strife Strum one chord until the end Find a level cut to blight Send us thanks wrapped in all white Stain the paper far beyond Is this end? Or am I dreaming once again? Seen this too many times to count Is this the end? (x2) Same stroke fell on knuckle tight Stain the paper far beyond Fight the dead against the odds and drown each breath before the rest Iphus glared and turned the stone He breaks the field into unknown The Shadow blinked for one dead friend The Shadow blinked for one dead friend Is this the end? Or am I dreaming once again? Paralyzed with fear I'll turn to murder rather than doubt Is this the end? (Inaudible) I'll be the judge and jury You, the executioner Because in the end I know I'll still be guilty Fates been thrown in my lap Knife as my paintbrush I'll turn this canvas red This is the end. (x4)
6.
Pretend just one second that these things really made any sense at all That the walls that this Fall would bring more than just colors Pretend just one moment that you're not as guilty as you'd have us all think Your one last call above them all would bring more than another So remember your fathers the hate of your brothers the pains of your mother displacing all others Remember the spring and the sounds of the summer the casket of winter the pulse of the drummer Recall all the chapters the hook and the climax the turn and the problem presented by actors Portraying your mother your soulless young brother your hapless dead father and all of the others For this season of accumulations for these movements of the mind will you gather, will you grow? Just to expel. Pretend just one second that these things really made us friends at all That the hall Where we fall would bring more than just allure Pretend just one moment that we're not a sickly as we'd have you all think Your one last thought above them all would bring more than your lover Self invention to outline the cause the human derivative the waking dead jumble the order and mark out the passion the catalyst from your lovers bed A family was numbered and shaking the earth the creature of creation sells the record the blurring color set by the rumbling passage of time related to song with substance we heard and goddamn these heavy eyelids and strike the record of the need to sleep away the months of absence and carve from me all chiseled and complete the apparent presence of unforgiving talents So kiss your mothers and bless your fathers their souls are no more destitute we'll live through your brothers and observe the others these words are stark and absolute
7.
The crescent shape mirrored by ink on a folded page forms a gesture I represent to you in strategic ways A clever hint at thoughts we exchange in air it lifts me like the scent of your hair A drive on streets draped in our chemistry creates a break in the persistent misery A deep breath pulled from Autumn skies reminds me of these moonlit rides A thanks won't ever be enough to formulate the sum of love To bring to paper the pen that writes our story When this song plays may you never weep and as I sit here for days and days and tear this book page from page but nothing reads those words quite like his kiss to your head and frame Drifting eyelids mark an arm follow down your form the slightest touch of skin adorned the slightest glance across the room sends a message up my spine pressing a chest to your back when two heartbeats match we'll not say the words haunting my mind the day we part ways will be the day I die A thanks won't ever be enough to formulate the sum of love To bring to paper the pen that writes our story When this song plays may you never weep and as I sit here for days and days and tear this book page from page but nothing reads those words quite like his kiss to your head and frame For when the winds decide to change and the tide will set the stage for him take you under vows the sun will set and the moon will rise with a likeness of the sunset in your eyes
8.
The blinds cast shadows on his shirt In a city blade of grass Taller than skies assembled en masse Distance staged in steps too far yet to crest Fingers reaching upward In this swirling cast overhead Chaos encompassed Skies sever the fingers green and simple Cut the high-lines with drown in missiles Float in neutral stasis (don't eat us) Float in the holes Chartered by instruments Solenopsis Invicta Carry Me Away Carry Us Away The youngest astray Below the floorboards Raise up those children Above the trees and the buildings (They're teenage girls, how much could they eat?)

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For Kristopher Michael Flannery
1983 - 2017

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released November 1, 2006

Written and recorded by: Todd Frankenfield, Kristopher Flannery, Grayhmn Jennings, and Andrew Paffrath

Todd Frankenfield: Guitars, composition, story
Kristopher Flannery: Bass, vocals, vocoals
Grayhmn Jennings: Guitar, vocals
Andrew Paffrath: Guitar, vocals, vocoals, production, sequencing, composition, story

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