Shadow the Sun – Released, 2019

Performed by:
Darryl Roggen, Philip Cramer, Helen Westcott, Vera Vukovic, & Nic Roos

Written by:
Darryl Roggen, Philip Cramer, Helen Westcott, Vera Vukovic, & Nic Roos

Shadow the Sun was recorded at Sound & Motion, Kill City Blues & Spatial Dimension “Studios”.

Engineered by:
Nic Roos and Carl Roberts

Mixed by:
Nic Roos

Mastered by:
Simon “Fuzzy” Ratcliffe

Produced by:
Nic Roos and Femur.

It Burns

How could I have known
How could I have realised the outcome?
Running from my hands
Looking for a way out of that hell

There were no cars out on the forest road
There were no shadows hiding in the trees

So how could I have known
You’d leave me this way
Wrapped up in rags
Discarded and frayed
You tried to explain but his hands got in the way

Now it Burns, It burns

How could I have known
How could I have realised the outcome?
Running from my hands
Looking for a way out of that hell

There were no fires burning on the mountain-side
There were no strangers hiding in the night

So how could I have known
You’d leave me this way
Wrapped up in rags
Discarded and frayed
You tried to explain but his hands got in the way

Now it Burns, It burns

He stripped your body raw
It cut my heart in two
Where are you now?

Empire

They will never wake up from their gloom
Propaganda told them they are doomed
You can try, you can try, but they won’t fight

The dogs raised an empire on a lie
It will burn down when the truth’s on fire
We must try, we must try, but the beast will bite
Don’t run away from the fight
Don’t run away, hold the line

Far too many drugs to kill mistakes
Fed to the thousands in a craze
When they die, when they die, tell another lie
Don’t run away from the fight
Don’t run away, hold the line

And yet, the weak are killed, are crushed
Assumptions have brought us this
But still the world spins around
And truth will find a way through the row

They will never take away what we have learned, the price we’ve paid
They will see that this will be their last mistake

Mambo

Locked up in a prison cell
Broken skin and feeling ill
Her face floods through my drying tears
My conscious mind cannot compute
Figure out, this feeling, this shiver,
That runs down my spine
She opens up her mouth
Reveals the true facts
And I spin out of control

Feed me a bitter pill to numb my mind
I see her
Still, I don’t have a chance
To get out of this
Not a chance in hell

She put down the photograph
Then she turned her face away
I couldn’t make out what she asked
I couldn’t make out what she tried to say

When we were out
Talking in the cold
Hiding from the eyes
From their prying eyes

Don’t ask me why

Feed me a bitter pill to numb my mind
I see her
Still, I don’t have a chance
To get out of this
Not a chance in hell

Despot

Smile that crooked smile
When you watch them crawl
Between the dark and the fright
Put on a warm coat
When you drive them out
Into the cold and bitter night

Go on sell our bodies down a river
Go on sell them by the million

Bulldoze down their homes
Then you can drive them out
Sell their land for a song
They carry the weight of the world
But you cut them down
Burn their houses to the ground

Go on sell our bodies down a river
Go on sell them by the million

Fancy food and wine

While your people starve,
Brushed aside by your pride

When they hunt you down
Will you stand and fight
Will you shift the blame
Do you see the light
Can you heal their pain
Do you feel their shame
Will you make amends
Or will you walk away

Will you try to forgive?

Missing You, Again

I get up in the morning
Is it worth it watching TV?
All alone with a gun in my hand
Drawing shadows by the phone

Waiting for a call
From a voice with a smile
Just like the picture of you by my bed

I’ve been missing you, Again

I get up in the eve
Is it worth it sleeping so late?
All alone, with a gun in my hand
Chasing shadows on the third floor

Waiting for a call
From a man with a file
With more pictures, of you with red hair

Break it gently then slip away so softly
I don’t know you any more
Crush my feelings his love is more appealing
I don’t know you any more

I’ve tried so hard and I’ve run so far
Not looking for an answer but drifting away

Hunt Me Down

I break out in a cold sweat
I’ve been running ‘round for hours
Eyes stare from the bushes
I need to find a car
And drive, far away from here

Helicopters buzzing over my head
The wind blows in the willows
And the thought is in my head
To fly, far away from here

But you still, hunt me down

The water’s cold and thorough
My body’s in its wake
Silhouettes and shadows
I need to find a way
To float, far away from here

But you still, hunt me down

I’ve never felt this afraid
I’ve never felt so betrayed
When everything breaks & the walls come down
She kisses, but then she tells

Don’t wear me out
I can’t deal with the pressure
But you still, hunt me down

Sell My Soul

Hold me I want to run
From your Holy Love
Remind me of the truth
Hide me in its wings

I’ll sell my soul to your Love

It mends broken hearts
It heals burning wounds
It fills lonely souls

Salvation’s not in prayer
Salvation’s not in ritual
Immerse your soul in Love
Submit your heart to Love

Ride the Lion

Bruises decorate your heels
But you’ve gained your life
A gun wielding maniac
Drew it in drunken surprise
This is not a metaphor
It’s just a really bad night
Jumping down from that
Second story window at night, It was so high

She kissed you on your mouth
As you lay down on that bed
Your eyes were burning
With a fire she is eager to forget
This is not a metaphor
It’s just a really fucked up night
Trapped in corner
Between a choice of wrong or right, oh why?

Baby, baby, don’t forget
There’s crawling maggots in your mouth
Weirdos knocking on your door on the road to die
Open your eyes and ride the Lion

And she weighs on your mind
Bent and broken with lies
Calling the shadow the sun
Bent and broken with lies

Crawling on the walls
Like flies with compound eyes
Stealing all available light from our lives

Baby, baby, don’t forget
There’s crawling maggots in your mouth
Weirdos knocking on your door on the road to die
Open your eyes and ride the Lion