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Poison and Rapture

by Greg Mitchell

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1.
Flesh Blood and Weakness 03:28
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Flesh, Blood, and Weakness Hooked by a smile Her Blue eyed sweetness Never to be Hid so in meekness Biting my tongue Flesh, blood...and weakness Only a look Undone by swiftness A Fragile heart With you as its weakness I felt riches Well She felt cheapness I’m just, Flesh, blood…and weakness Hooked, as I was Uniquely, Now untrue Oh, Lying to myself Just to be... Wanted by you She was sweet And so blameless Chameleon colours Forever resistance Oceans apart, Yours, so flawless I’m just, Flesh, blood... and weakness Sewn together With bittersweetness Never to know, Thoughts that bear witness So very tired , And yet so sleepless I’m just, Flesh, blood...and weakness Hooked, as I was Uniquely, Now untrue Lying to myself Just to be... Wanted by you
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Here's To Love 02:23
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Here’s To Love Good ones, are taken The bad ones, so cold The worst ones wn your very soul Got a shield A core of darkness Leads my way Through, the heartless Fates A cruel mistress Chasing each other In darkness More wisdom Written on concrete walls Yet never finding That love at all After her Never was the same The chancers at the bar Raise glasses And proclaim Here’s to love Sure leaves scars Played Second fiddle To him Here come, Many tiny violins Fetch your coat And your sins It leads my way Through, the heartless After her Never was the same The chancer’s at the bar Raise glasses and proclaim Here’s to love Leaving scars
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Emilia Grace 02:31
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Broken Kingdom 02:03
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Broken kingdom Still are the streets Water is now deeper Dark clouds breaking Air is now Thinner I’m the victor In a contest With no winner Crowned To exp-loit This broken kingdom BROKEN KINGDOM Bitter, second hand Stolen acid lands Bridges to be burnt Factories now so, Empty I’m the victor In a contest With no winner Crowned To exploit His broken kingdom BROKEN KINGDOM Taken for granted Safe under My Feet Air in my lungs They were crowned For a BROKEN KINGDOM I’m the victor In a contest With no winner Crowned To exploit This broken kingdom BROKEN KINGDOM
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Absinthe Trail 03:08
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The Message 02:03
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The Message Many miles Occasional crashes Maps, sunglasses And molasses Black coffee No fear is distant ‘Cause cold hearts Burn indifferent Don’t ask me If I’m free I’ll be better when I can Heart on sleeve Fraying To be a different man Off to the border To be reborn Or be forgotten In the dawn Cause the radio has Advice for listeners Says a vicious heart’s Good for business Trapped in the wreck, Of the old 85 You’ll be lucky to ever stay alive ‘Cause the TV with Advice for viewers Will never tell, And will not lead us Lights that shine, trapped in subsistence Waves of feeling, Rising insistent Cause the radio has, Advice for listeners Electrifies, even the decent Don’t ask me If I’m free I’ll be better when I can Heart on sleeve Fraying To be a different man
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Dreams of Caledonia 02:39
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Dreams of Caledonia Shaking off, The years of fear Words, Best left in seas To wash off All regret, A promise Left to me Had a dream Of the cold No terror That void in me Alone I stand With my thoughts Deeds, best left to seas Searching heaven Takes it’s toll A simple lack of art I need some saint To drown the worst To save my better parts Water Fresh on my skin No need for any loving Found myself Content replete Wading deep Into nothing Searching heaven Takes it’s toll A simple lack of art I need some saint To drown the worst To save my better parts
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I'll Get Mine 02:07
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I’ll Get Mine Empty souls Dreams big I’ll get mine Steal it Plant so deep Vain seeds scraping Low lives Making Fall once Now you Cannot help Afford it But I’ll get mine I’ll Steal it Consume it all And change it Bowing Scraping Dirty lives Making Scraping Dirty lives Making Fall once, Now you When you began You needed it You took yours Now empty Plant so deep Vain seeds All the gold Is vacant You took yours Change it Family gone Now strangers
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Gutter Press 02:07
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The Gutter Press Gutter press stealing Dig a hole And blame the spade Masters of concealing Uses, Wires, and fuses Words stripped of meaning Twisted mouths sneering Finessed, and deceiving Uses, Wires, and fuses No kings of virtue No Seekers of truth, Now covered faces From the heartless gutter press Lost stubborn facts So warped by hacks Stripped of human feeling Uses, Wires and fuses Pictures showing riches Taken by the snitches Invented, and twisted Uses, Wires, and fuses No kings of virtue No Seekers of truth Now covered faces From the heartless gutter press
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This City 02:43
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This City standing beside no-one A city on the hill Buzzing and droning Late, lonely homes Sirens, and silence Bridges, off license Dreams of the castle To guard me sleeping Would tower blocks hide What I held inside Did I think They ever would? This city’s seen My gates and walls It hid a garden growing You never found Whats inside Cold shoulders Always turning Here in this city Shattered northern hearts Slurs of the drunken Houses taken apart Grace, and beauty These streets ring Reaching my home Memories fly past Time never waits Lovers, then cots Those firecrackers And baubles This city’s seen My gates and walls It hid a garden growing You never found Whats inside Cold shoulders Always turning

about

PLEASE NOTE- THE PHYSICAL COPY OF THE ALBUM IS STILL UNDER CONSTRUCTION, SO BEAR WITH ME!

This album is the sum total of my experiences- my town, my city, the music I love, fears, loves, politics, and what it is to be alive at this point in time. This album was made when I was finally ready; when the sounds and words in my head could be made real, and when I had the skills to play everything that needed to be played!

You cannot buy dedication to see your album truly become the best it can be, you can only hope that people are carried along with it…in that sense I was very fortunate!

A lot of time was spent in a basement studio laughing, editing, fine tuning, and generally constructing, so I need to firstly thank three people without which this album would truly never have been made, and certainly not well.

credits

released June 23, 2017

Produced, engineered & mixed by Paul Walmsley & Matt Appleton 2016. Recorded at Dungeon Studios, Lancaster, England, U.K. 2016

Band:

Greg Mitchell- Vocals and words, Lead guitar, slide, bass, acoustic guitars, rhythm guitars, arrangements.

Iain Stanley- rhythm guitars, bass, writer and arranger- Absinthe Trail.

BIG THANKS:
Paul Walmsley- superb guy, great producer, occasional mind reader, bringer of wine.
Matt Appleton- great drummer/producer/ all round musician, lovely bloke, patience- endless.
Iain Stanley ‘Pat Smear’ - he of mighty crunching sounds. The ‘Groove Cement’, help with arrangements, and the general comradeship. I doff my hat sir.

Icepops: Clem, Silent Mark, Stephie, and Benni- Thanks for all the laughs we had, schooling me in live playing, and taking a chance on me…

Thanks to my family and friends…much love to all.

Turn up loud, enjoy…

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