AFTER WE HAVE BEEN DISAPPEARED ONLY IN OBJECTS WILL OUR MEMORY BE KEPT

by DELETIST [DBL ALBUM: RM1XS 1999-2015]

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+ A DOUBLE ALBUM OF REM1XES 1999-2015 +

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released April 5, 2015

produced & published by deletist
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DELETIST

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Bleakhaus HELLO BleakhaustrUK records performs produces releases DELETIST das blut & zorn orkestra CTRL V 3RR0R
recently released semianimated film & soundtrack CHILDREN OF THE BLACK SUN: a graphic manifesto by BITTER PIE
received doctorate degree Henry Darger Institute for Success in the Dead Arts. CURRENTLY EMBRACES HOPELESSNESS on tour for the next rest of life
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Track Name: knoxville girl
i met a girl in knoxville
a town we all know well
and every sunday evening
out in her home i'd dwell

we went to take an evening walk
about a mile from town
i picked a stick up off the ground
and knocked that fair girl down

she fell down on her bended knees
for mercy she did cry
"oh willie dear don't kill me here ~
i'm unprepared to die!"

she never spoke another word
i only beat her more
until the ground around me
with her blood did flow

i took her by her golden curls
and drug her round and round
i throw'd her in the river
that flows thru knoxville town

go down go down you knoxville girl
with dark and roving eyes
go down go down you knoxville girl
you'll never be my bride

i started back to knoxville
got there 'bout midnight
my mother she was worried
and woke up in a fright

said "dear son what have you done
to bloody your clothes so?"
i told my anxious mother
i was just bleedin' from my nose

i called for me a candle
and crawled myself to bed
i called for me a handkerchief
to bind my aching head

i rolled and tumbled the whole night thru
as troubles was for me
like flames of hell around my bed
and in my eyes could see

it were about 3 days before
this fair girl was found
floatin down the river
that goes thru knoxville town

and all that saw her head down bare
knew she'd been a handsome bride
fit for any hand or strife
but none now with she'd lie

they carried me down to knoxville
and put me in a cell
my friends all tried to get me out
but none could go my bail

i'm here to waste my life away
down in this dirty old jail
because i murdered that knoxville girl
the girl i loved so well
Track Name: clover
clover seems like a friendly leaf
full round soft and open
but they all call it
a weed

posies understand
their purple tears weep
beneath gallant thousand year old
oak trees

barley and hops
take the edge off
red poppies and
white lilies relieve

to beg to borrow
to soak up grief
dirt your natural enemy
is the seed

choke the host
bite the hand that feeds
ride the steed til decomposing
symbiosis destroys all greed

teeming wet receptive
heaving suspect duress
infested blossoms yellow
dropping off humming birds
singing elms bellow

vines conspire undermine
infiltrate tighten like a regime
intercept bestow protect
breach overthrow and devour me

given permission to exist and create
but tread softly little snake
for others will kill when they see you
loving what they can only hate

no matter which side
you think you defend
we'll all meet in the middle
at the end
Track Name: letters from evan
burning all the letters from evan
burning all the letters from him
burning all the letters from evan

there's nothing left to fight over
we no longer have to squeeze
both of our unmet needs
into a bottle of bleach
i don't expect huge explosions
like i did before
tho a loud decent bang
might make a nice encore

he's found someone else to write to
that knows how to nurture and give
he's listening to all those same songs with
this woman in whose house he lives
while i sit here scraping ice off
with a janky little shiv
my guts all exposed and shiny
glistening in the gentle wind

this bed is getting smaller
our time is growing dim
everyone i know is famous now
with record deals to revel in
they never call me back
but they never did to begin with
and so few have no children

he and i faced death together
in may of 2007
and last week he passed by me
standing on the train platform
he never turned around or said hello
just kept walking
all those years of us being close
for nothing but a ghost