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Thanks to Clive Barker for permission to use ideas from his short story, "Skins of the Fathers."
lyrics
Across desert sands, a gaudy procession
Seen from afar, a vague impression
Joyous celebrants in gorgeous array
March and gambol, totter and sway
Strange, twisted music, crystalline sound
Misshapen feet trample the ground
Ancient empaths, recombinant freaks
In dreaming headspires, in scales & beaks
-CHORUS-
Humankind’s true Fathers
Come to reclaim their Son
Genetic deconstructions
Primeval mission undone
Small town, small minds, changeling boy
Chrysalis Prince – kin to the convoy
Time now to blossom, to claim and be claimed
Wearing Skins of the Fathers – no longer ashamed
-CHORUS2-
Freakish family reunion
Bright prodigal Son
Instant deevolution
Double helix undone
-OUTRO-
Rising in a soup of shapes, the new chimerical King
Sands reclaim the dying town as Demon voices sing…
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SANDIA MAN,
track released January 28, 2011
Sandia Man
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