
Date of issue: 01.06.2014
Song language: English
The Art Of Patrons |
«Eurycles, I am broken» |
The disciple smiles in disgust |
The Satyrs have awoken |
And things aren’t here to be discussed |
We traded the privilege for scraps |
Exchanged for the clothes on our backs |
Lived life like there was no other way |
What was sacrosanct |
Now the sacred is profane |
We yearn for the thanks |
But deserve all the blame |
A simple piece of stagecraft |
A tawdry parlour trick |
We traded our moral ground so they could sing along |
But is it so bad? |
Is it as dark as it seems? |
To trade a little purity to prolong the dream? |
One by one we will find a way to let each and every one down |
It’s the privilege of mass delusion |
Sit back and have a seat |
Dazzled by the greed |
It’s his voice between my lips |
It’s the miracle of gastromancy |
They are spinning in their graves |
At the choices we have made |
But in our shoes would they all have been so chaste? |
Name | Year |
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Son The Father | 2008 |
Turn the Season | 2011 |
Queen of Hearts | 2011 |
No Epiphany | 2008 |
Crooked Head | 2008 |
Sun Glass | 2014 |
Paper The House | 2014 |
Cream Puff War | 2016 |
Led By Hand | 2014 |
Raise Your Voice Joyce | 2018 |
Year of the Tiger | 2012 |
I Was There | 2011 |
A Slanted Tone | 2011 |
A Little Death | 2011 |
The Recursive Girl | 2011 |
Remember My Name | 2011 |
Ship of Fools | 2011 |
Under My Nose | 2011 |
The Other Shoe | 2011 |
Running on Nothing | 2011 |