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Plato's Dark Horse

by Ayahuasca

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HOPELESSLY INSANE AND ON FIRE Please leave a virgin on my stairs and frankincense to clear the air kneeling on all fours to feed the snake I forgot what point I'm trying to make The ever wasted arms of reason starched and torn to justify like a bird to a high-rise window chasing artificial light I know what ride you think you run 600 pitch forks and a thousand torches strong heres a glory hole that won't give way as long as you can hold the masquerade  The ever wasted arms of reason dying in your hopeful eyes like a bird to a high-rise window clinging to the artificial light I chase the dead with tethered arms play hide and seek with fire alarms king of the woods cloak of the night my enemies kiss me goodnight Eye abandoned by the sun waiting for the truth to leave your gun. and I  am naked in the fire waiting for the flames to take me higher
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THE SILENT MACHINE I don't feel the weight of my chains as I grin and stare all the windows are dirty but still I can see out there bleeding mouth and open veins you can try but you'll never escape your shame they pour you a shot of yourself as you kick and shout this machine was never for you so you carved me out how does it feel to know you became  a puppet for somebody else's shame you are the needle and I am the air   find us a vein mean old man  up in the sky with his plans take my hand as we walk through the slime of abusive desire my friend take my hand theres no end to the dream of the silent machine    tickle my skin with the blade of a jealous knife I can see the disease in you eyes you crave more life  I'm on the edge can you talk me down city blood spillin over suburban ground take my hand as we walk through the slime of abusive design my friend take my hand theres no end to the dream of the silent machine
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A DARK HORSE DRAGGING My family honour's ruined and the village is on fire you chased me the waters edge shaved naked and hogtied I'm trapped in the wrong reality a broken record that keeps repeating human hands they are for strangling human eyes they are for lying dark horses dragging so sick of being part of you A tribe of fake smile thieves and murderers through the mist we see you running through the waves we see you drowning here at the edge of the sea we collide the ravenous hunger of man in your eyes for all of the times i believed i could float boredom and apathy drag me below one horse pulls you back one pulls you forward one horse pulls you back one dragging you below from the depths of narcosis I watch the clouds roll by on the edge of psychosis I
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6. THE CALL OF HEREDITARY ENGINES Look me in the eyes and tell me you're alive cause you're heads on fire  and you look like god maybe it's the bath salts and the moonlight so if you don't come home then I'll know why and if you're trying to save the world well you're far more apt to spread the fire WOULD YOU BURN SOMEBODY'S HOUSE DOWN WOULD YOU EAT SOMEBODY'S CHILDREN? WOULD YOU CHAIN YOURSELF UP TO A TREE AND BE TRUE? WOULD YOU PUSH SOMEBODY DOWN THERE IN THAT HYDROCHLORIC NIGHTMARE? DID YOU BITE A LITTLE MORE THAN YOU COULD CHEW? look me in the eyes and tell me I'm insane cause you're out of phase and unfocussed and if you're looking to scare me off well you're much more likely to turn me on why it's so hard  to discard  it's so hard holding on far too long comfort fades still you stay don't let go let me go don't let go use me now I know how mate with you make it through something old takes control eat your fear disappear so get out your sword  and march naked into the sun and wait for the machines to come
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7. TORTURED BY GHOSTS IN THE STATIC I've been taking neuroleptics  drunken writing on the kitchen floor Calculated message from a creaking door Agnesia's hair is black her eyes are made of whispers she holds me steady and injects my bones with shivers she'll always love me with her fingers crossed I wish I had the lungs to scream I wish I  had the skin to feel cause I'm convinced this ghost is real I've been only taking blue pills  I am thirsty blood is in my cup she is standing over me I can't get up Agnesia's hair is black her eyes are made of whispers she holds me steady and injects my bones with shivers she'll always love me with her fingers crossed I wish I had the lungs to scream I wish I had the skin to feel cause I'm convinced this ghost is real The feeling is erased
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8. SAMSARA SEA OF STARVATION I don't know what kind of road this is I walk on but I don't want to see you at the end she still calls to me, seductive ageless whispers but I can't hear them through the noise in my head I can't find a way to end myself so I'll just watch you burn instead I have learned to wrap this torch in my convictions to better see the bridge I'm soon to burn I am haunted by hereditary engines but to this garden I cannot return I can't find a way to end myself so I'll just watch you die instead just like the winds we change  just like the peace we fade here in the dark I wait waiting to feel her wake you run away from the silence inside you run towards the noises and lights  you run away but we're all the same always trying to feel her awake all my efforts of endurance and creation were never equal to the things I waste I have dined upon your luxury and progress but I could never wash away the taste
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9. LEAD POISONING down on the floor nobody thinks the same I stole your cheap smile the flowing of freezing air over my skin reminds me were not yet dead trust in your empty gun dragging your arms then feel your heart sink trust in my lie the dust in my empty hands it's not yet time to be men cause I feel you reaching Desperate for a new god down on the floor nobody speaks it's wordless twitching lust for my crownless king lust of a servant erect for your lost cause  I built you up just before I broke you down I made you feel just before I made you steal I made you see just before I made you blind you know it's wrong but no-ones gonna make it right trapped in the ovaries the comforting safe and dark fear that I'll one day burn  in the hospital lights a hologram takes my place the mammal is left behind it's time to become a man and drag you outside

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Ayahuasca is an ugly, weird, angry band from Toronto.The debut full length record "Plato's Dark Horse" was released on october 18th 2013

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released October 18, 2013

AYAHUASCA is:

Luke Roberts-Guitar/Vocals
Jess Stuart-Guitar/Vocals
Ken Macdonald-Bass/Vocals
Josh Park-Drums/vocals

All music written,recorded and mixed by Luke Roberts at Lurgan Laboratories
Mastered by Greg Dawson at BWC Studio's
Design by Mike Crossley
Cover photo by Phil Bond
Back and inside photo's by Mark Coatsworth
*Special thanks to Mike Simpson and Carlos Aguilera for live performance.

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ayahuascanada@gmail.com

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