Sky Exile

by Vex

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Curse the day Lacerate the sense with excruciating rage Flood the range of sights anew with torrents of your shame Determined in our solace, we must face the barren night Chorus of Olympus, rise above these earthly lights Surging through my head as I proceed to look beyond This mockery, this poverty, this paltry state of mind An ominous rumble through the parting of the clouds and the sullen dead trees The maddening strains, the rapturous timbre of Anacreon's lyre Hysterical shouts from a place far beyond my sight But I can hear them clearly as my path is torched with Dionysian flames Surrender not to the resentment of the day Your spirit needn't be trampled in this way This terrible farce, this ignoble place You've lost your way, now bereft of grace The night went on, the cloak was raised, the air was crisp and clear Glasses full, the gods were praised in revelry and cheer Cast away this wasteful day and scorn upon the Muse Drown the cursed sounds of whores whose songs are of no use Thamrys was blinded but he will not be silent
Torrential storms and bouts of rain Steering us toward unwelcome terrain Fits of howling and flashes of light Coursing shivers through cascading night Towards the day when the spirit sinks away Heads were bowed and fists were clenched Somewhere on the floor of this cold, dark room Revelry's play is misery's way, the siren song for the souls led astray Sirens sing as the body sinks away Grasping the sides of this raft to stay afloat Cold eyes gleaming, cruel and remote “Your misery carries you down You'd do just as well to drown You're nowhere near the shore So you needn't swim anymore” The air was so thick and sodden Throats caked in years of ash and dirt Speaking is breathing in gusts of the dead Was it for you that I forged on ahead Towards the day when the spirit sinks away With the turgid weight of this sacrament I ask for nothing but mere remembrance “Your misery carries you down You'd do just as well to drown You're cuffed in there like a clown When you shouldn't be making a sound” Upon my fall, the sky shone so bright In luminescent and eventual white A cavern of clouds arching so far above The antithetical yearning for the age of love Down, the body drifts down Think nothing of this as I quietly drown
Shoveling through the dirt, tearing through the tendons A bloodied hand surrender, I won't be here for long Disembodied dreams remember, lacerated heart so tender Somewhere we turned you wrong I've been walking alone for many miles Been traveling for many years No reason to walk any further Sleep now and dream the centuries to come
Withered hands scrape away the dirt Never rising very far from the mirth So speaks the weary poet Crouching silently by the shore Toiling thus a day closer to death A greater good than I've ever met So I shrink and forsake my purpose Like a river drying further each day Thrown back into the cold night By the trembling hands of providence So it goes for the weary traveler Now reduced to a wandering fool With our lives inscribed in the margins of stone Will we rise above the flame of this funeral pyre Place our ashes at the heart of this burial chamber Our stories enshrined by the bleak solstice light
Lurch through the earth as I reach for the night With nary a breeze to nurture my mind Rivets of sweat soak the damning regrets In the tired pursuit of another sunset The dream of release, of a sullen retreat An astral projection over sun-roasted fields An incessant longing over dry river days An impossible shelter from the shattering gaze Sheltered from the gaze From the scalding sun's rays Exalted in our rage Against the scorching summer plague There was no solace here No peace among those hills Far beyond those ruined lives No place to flee or hide Solar scars, burning sacraments To hollow days, long since gone Solar scars, scalding sad lament Solar scars, burning monuments In exile from the sky Solar scars, rusted artifacts Of rivers all but dry The road that leads back there Through empires torched to the ground Relics of dust and despair Petrified in the absence of sound Solar scars, burning sacraments To hollow days, long since gone Solar scars, scalding sad lament Solar scars, burning monuments In exile from the sky
Sketching the lines around this blank canvass Stored somewhere in the distance of this empty chamber In dark skies painted, she spoke with agonized colors Through poisonous words invoked, a malevolent cadence of light Smiling next to you under a lucid dawn of ash Staring towards the murky river, our lives would soon be drowned in the tide In dark skies painted, she spoke with agonized colors With spirits withered and cloaked in indolent phrases of night Through a widening fracture came elegiac turns of phrases A sudden surge of torrid visions, carrying the force of life These clouds would soon swallow us all, devouring through distant reaches Haven sought in the wretched streets Faceless, alone, and dying by degrees Reinvigorated spirits awoke with agonized colors With an ending as cruel and remote, as my exile to the sky
From my place among the clouds Buried beneath centuries of stone I bore witness but saw nothing at all Wisps of smoke rise, nests of serpents fall Fountain of fertility, bless us with your grace Lecherous siren, spewing out your filth Forced into the night, alone and afraid Forced to face the light, a demon they have made Never unknown, always alone Staring out through the cracks again Piercing shards of the seraphim Gliding through a chasm of broken glass She is here when I am ever alone When the blood has all but dried Faint traces of her movement will dream me away from here 30 miles from here, from where I was last seen Many months have passed since the last drop of rain The rivers have dried, every harvest has died Collapsing the view of this age A skyward exile Project me from here From the land that speaks my name Soaring Cygnus, Constellation The dream of vast centuries Grasping, gasping, losing control Falling so fast, sinking so slow Shadows creeping, darker than night Breaking the door down to embrace the light
Suffocate in an oasis of dust The siren's song, wavering like a phantom gust Choking on shards of the frozen past False hope at the sight of the mirage An ethereal vision that shatters like glass The dream, no more than painful truth Dead branches ripping at my flesh Seeking refuge in a rotting foundation Expectations fade to grim acceptance My fate is sealed Buried under years of hope Lies the last dead verse I wrote The allure of the encroaching dusk As it gently clasps around my throat But I still see the sun Shine down on nothing new Lighting my way from here Along the path I never knew


The highly anticipated, critically acclaimed followup to 2013's 'Memorious,' 'Sky Exile' features 11 tracks written and recorded from the summer of 2013 to spring 2016. Produced by Michael Day, and engineered, mixed, and mastered by Michael Day and Adrian Benavides.

Lyrically, the album is written as a set of journal entries from somewhere in West Texas during the tortuously hot and drought-ridden summer of 2011. The overall concept is our attempt to imagine the personal narratives and forgotten histories of the abandoned houses that we so often encounter on long and lonely Texas roads.


released June 19, 2016

Michael Day: electric and acoustic guitars, backing vocals, synth
Ciaran McCloskey: electric guitars, synth
Eoghan McCloskey: drums, samples, synth, additional percussion
Joe Jackson: vocals, electric guitars
Joel Miller: bass


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