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An Indian summer seeps through autumn’s cracks; fever dream through storm renders the earth ripe with song Of a lifetime chronicled in messages written on the backs of photographs Let’s leave our footprints in the frequencies filling the air at night Tides of light rise and recede against a backdrop of tranquility Time with tireless hands interweaves our lives; lets us constellate the skies each night Through corporeal deceit we exorcise spiritual impurities And as we’re balancing on the hinges of sleep We’re struggling all to leave our mark on the infinite procession of souls And the morning finds our bodies fallen back upon the earth With the force of a hundred years worth of malignance purged But as long as there’s still one light burning on Bonfire Night, we’ll survive We’ll survive
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Sung above the glass What fuels the black lights blazing in the dead of the night? It’s the radiance reposed in toasts proposed to better times It’s the velvet-textured ripples in the pools of younger minds It’s the shards of light left to us by all our friends who died It’s starlit skies reflected in neon-barred eyes It’s the moribund request for a sempiternal night We stand transfixed beneath the melting twilight as the first lights curiously colonize our streets (*2) Raised bottles baptize the night from basements and rooftops alike Oh cleanse us with the fires of sin, let us be washed by the storm Let tonight be a testament to the idea that Stories that live longest; they are sung above the glass
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Aurora Veil 03:41
I can’t find you now Been aimlessly wading Through synthetic mists And empty bottles In every bar in every town the smoke machines wear me down They falsely promise more than iterations of that same phrase: “I can’t find you now.” Every aurora hides your face And every sunbeam guides the way To a consecrated place Where we once lied awake On the quietest of dawns I can still hear us I know when gravity comes So will your name Well, transcendence fades and sounds of repose become pathetic chants in monotone; “My friends, I can’t find you now”
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Dreamers of '68 With hands still black from the morning paper Drenched in stocks and unrelenting wars We’ll wipe the stardust off our projectors Let faces flow in and hope they will Seduce us with our mirror image Clearer than the original still Outside the smoke veils our façade Gas grenades beget weeping ballades From every corner of this sorrowful earth Voices beckon, but still we stay In this theater of dreams we’ve crafted Kiss to the sounds of Paris ablaze Rag wicks and flammable liquids Dictate the cadence of the march outside Men are mourning in the key of night Blood spilled in eternal floodlights They inquire why we won’t fight To which we, the pagans, reply: "I never quite sang my praises Merely mumbled phrases And my prophecy of mazes Offers no solution to your tragedy So what is it that you want from me? I said what is it that you want from me?” These dreams are all we’ve ever known These dreams are all we’ll ever need The adage that shaped our temple Into a bacchanal retreat But there’s a faint note of doubt That has lingered in our abode for days Constructing crescendos To calibrate our fixed state Dissonant swan songs Reverberate With the rich timbre Of unfulfilled destiny Now the billowing smoke Has found a host in my lungs And I can barely speak the words That once were proudly sung You whisper your words So close to my ear That they sound like a scream Yeah, they pierce like a scream March has never before Carried such vile winds Howling the chords Of a primal symphony And now the strangest of storms Is corrupting the clouds Made every weathervane in this town Point directly to our house Tonight we dance in the gas mask carnival Douse our teeth in kerosene
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Mnemosyne 06:58
Mnemosyne Our city sprawled out in the night Drowning in a sea of light Tonight we perform its final rites We’ll watch the traffic lights form constellations Our city sprawled out in the night Drowning in a sea of light Now you carefully seek the words To articulate your silence Keep me company once more As we walk where all the lights converge Sing songs to keep the ghosts at bay Vivid, full and sonorous You now resist definition, no matter how I fix my gaze on you In this city of somnambulants Shallow, dull and echoless It may not have seemed like much at the time But they were still infinitely mine But you were still infinitely mine But it was still infinitely mine I’m so fucking tired Of whispering my words Into the ears of a corpse Well, I've found a new muse now Goddamn Mnemosyne Sing to me
6.
Downpour 05:34
Downpour Today’s architects found aesthetics In a deluge that births a glistening earth Cascading rain rinses our rooftops Provides the rhythm to our drown out rhyme And magnifies memory’s defective lens Makes us long for distant times ‘Cause we’ve all been swept away In our sleep, from cherished shores Across the great sea of time Calling on exotic currents To leave us ever-longing for Things buried beneath Its blackest depths Every house harbors a soul Refracting the past with a prismatic mind While the skies weep of deliverance Grant us entry to where our dreams reside It rains nowhere It rains nowhere the way it rains here And now that the storm has receded to a whisper in the willows Let’s go outside and watch the world unfold We’ll watch the world unfold In all its dazzling glory And drink until the flood abounds (Like a blessed sea upon a thirsting shore)
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Fever Dreams 05:06
So the stardust gleams like a fever dream The city speaks in tongues and is dreaming us a symphony Berlin is coming alive Excited voices whisper that night’s approaching fast The sky becomes a deep blue gown that’s stitched with all the ghosts of its past Cameras capture manufactured moments and brilliance shines from all the vacant lots We sing off-key but in harmony with newfound friends and drunken refugees “I won’t follow you home tonight, or ever, but forever you’ll be in my mind And at one point we may reunite, but in different forms and different vessels, and we may not know it at the time” Let’s not fight our wars in the trenches of tomorrow, but revel in the ruins of today Relive days when we felt so much more alive – when we felt like giants with growing pains You say we amount to nothing more than a grain of sand in this desert’s land Yet what is any desert but a million, a million grains of sand And to honor its existence is to honor your own And to honor its existence is to honor your own And to honor its existence is to honor your own And to honor its existence is to honor your own Tonight it’s all forgotten
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Night 05:54
The wind upon which my wings once beat, now taken from me And every thought I bleed is processed by this factory My own life tastes so bitter now that I've sipped from yours On rapture's tail you traverse a path which all the righteous heed Still in your shadows I've crept to collect all the skin you shed And from it flowers of flesh bloom under a torrent of Art, love, sex, death, life, lust, redemption, pain, ire, chaos, order, night
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Carne Vale 05:17
Carne vale – farewell to the flesh - here's one to drown out the last lights and warm us from within. Carne vale - farewell to the flesh - tides of light will rise against a backdrop of tranquility

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released March 15, 2012

Sanchez, The Devil & The Hierophant is:

Martijn Boogaard - Drums
Jakko Kemper - Guitar, Vocals & Piano
Miguel Murgia - Keys, Soundscapes & Glitches
Marco Walma - Guitar
Seline Van Der Weert - Bass Guitar

Music by Sanchez, The Devil & The Hierophant
Lyrics by Jakko Kemper
Produced by Sanchez, The Devil & The Hierophant & Gijs Oomkes

Additional Vocals by Jikke Van Esch
Violins by Gera Kruithof

Photography by Wouter Verberkt
Artwork by Yvonne Brouwers

Engineered by Gijs Oomkes @ Gijs Geluid
Mastered by James Plotkin @ Plotkinworks

Special Thanks to Elroy Mosterd

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Sanchez, the Devil & the Hierophant Utrecht

Is a five piece experimental band originating from Utrecht, Holland.
They draw from a diverse spectrum of genres, ranging from post-metal to hardcore to folk, the result of which is a sprawling and dynamic sound. Intertwining abrasive and churning riffs with long unwinding passages, they make for an immersive listening experience. ... more

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