Banshee

by Sleep Spindles

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recorded in the spring of 2016

engineered/mixed by Ben Hirschfield
mastered by Brad Boatright
art by Maggie Nguyen

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released April 4, 2017

Celso Carrasco: Guitar
Nick Diamante: Drums, Percussion
Evan Santa Elena: Bass, Vocals
Josh Rau: Keyboard, Synthesizer

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Track Name: Birthmark
craft a bouquet with the way smoke clings to the bangs
cloak your face, shame is a smell i cannot translate

cursed hands give birthed to blessed art
everything you touch becomes a birthmark

don't ask questions you don't want the answers to
out of the blue

craft a bouquet with the way guilt flows your veins
mask the taste, our morals fold in blind faith

cursed hands give birthed to blessed art
everything you touch becomes a birthmark

don't ask questions you don't want the answers to
out of the blue
Track Name: Spitting Image
I hear a ghost sharpening her teeth
fake a smile, dry swallow your seed
use a bottle to drown out the cries of a banshee

in the silence we're safe
pray upon the names of dead saints
the difference in what we mean and what we say

the blood we inherit, spit on our portraits
becomes more apparent on your fingertips
moments that we cherish before we vanish

watch holy water leak out her mouth
through the mirror we watch our sins follow devout

in the silence we're hazed
does your memory make you proud?
the difference in what we mean and what we say

the blood we inherit, spit on our portraits
becomes more apparent on your fingertips
moments that we cherish before we vanish

can you read a crooked smile from the cover of a veil?
hide the dirt under your fingernails
Track Name: Talk in Tongues
getting clothed in the dark
sweat out a prayer that sounds foreign
like its his favorite part, getting cozy in your coffin

i thought i saw a widow walking through the walls
disappeared in its shadow, promises comfortable

say your hail mary's under the floorboards
it sucks out your soul when you're born
or just burns your neck with a cigarette?
could have been baptized, but blood forgets

eyes roll back to confess, clouding dirty souls in perfume
cataracts tell the rest, do white lies eat through the womb?

or do they talk in tongues leaving you confused?

say your hail mary's under the floorboards
it sucks out your soul when you're born
or just burns your neck with a cigarette?
could have been baptized, but blood forgets

blood forgives, blood forgets
Track Name: Royal Blood
voices stick to your feet
do they touch the ground?
somewhere in the desert they watch your scalp dry out.

they try to read your palms, but your sins wrinkle when you shake
there is a child without a middle name or face

royal blood soaked up all of discovery bay
eldest son sleeps in god's pocket
they found him at the bottom dressed in papier mache
his family made masks of his face
i'll wear it while smearing mascara all across your vase

bury your head in the sand