House of Grief
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House of Grief
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Sunrays scald my skin
Sunshine burns my eyes
Close the shades again
Don’t want out or in
This heart has closed the doors
No more dreaming if there’s nothing to
dream for
Draped in sadness draped in failures
Filled to the brim as tears cascade
They flood these floors these drowning
feelings
I’m sinking down as their sinking in
And I fade
And I fade away
And I fade fade
I’m fading fading
And I fade
and I fade away
And I fade fade
I’m fading
Not all scars are left in permanence
Along the lines of weary flesh
They go unseen buried deep within
The hollow chambers of our chest
Once more down the hall
Ghostly figures dance with me
Now I see
Ghost of my memories
Living deep within
The shadows all have names
This heart has closed the doors
No more dreaming if there’s nothing to
dream for
Draped in sadness draped in failures
Filled to the brim as tears cascade
They flood these floors, these drowning
feelings
I’m sinking down, as they're sinking in
Once more down the hall
Ghostly figures dance with me
And I fade
And I fade away
And I fade fade
I’m fading fading
And I fade
and I fade away
And I fade fade
I’m fading
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For the Sake of Being
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There once were three sisters
Like a lump of rolling maggots they
consumed
Writhing and wriggling
to appease that which would never be full
But they tried
All the same to fill that hole
Deep inside
From which their sorrows came
They built their shrines
Along the hearts of hungry men
So filled with lies
The hole within them grew
So then the sisters
Sank into the mud of what they had become
Their yellow eyes glistened
It was much too late to change what they
had done
He raised his hand, and they all came down
And they tried
All the same to fill that hole
Deep inside
From which their sorrows came
They built their shrines
Along the hearts of hungry men
But not this time
The hole it has consumed
Three sisters
Three spinning heads
Three broken necks
Three gawking mouths
With gangrene tongues slipping out
Three wasted lives
So dead inside
Three sisters
Three spinning heads
Three broken necks
Three gawking mouths
With gangrene tongues slipping out
Three wasted lives
So dead inside
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Running
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She awoke from her slumber
Like a dusty porcelain doll
The calm of a place so serene
The clouds slowly passing by
Her bed was made of thorns
And her skin was made of wax
Her head ached as her spirit waned
Her back hurt and her mind it raced
No more memories
Just an empty doll’s head
This place among the fallen leaves
As clouds slowly pass right by
There’s a song on the wind
And the trail ahead marked with blood
The veil of death shimmering
The clouds slowly passing by
No more memories
Just an empty doll’s dreams
This place among the fallen leaves
As clouds slowly pass right by
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Paraffin
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Every Sunday
A sleek black snake
Adored his robes
And took center stage
He called to us
To shed our sins
Someone decided he should shed his skin
He taught that tears
Were the way to Heaven’s gate
Too bad he’ll have to show up singed and flayed
What are you crying for?
Is that what saves you?
Salty anointed cheeks
Tears of the mighty seem a lot like the weak
Everyone cries for somebody
But I’m not crying
No I’m not crying for you
No I’m not crying
No I’m not crying for you
Dirty preacher finally found his own bed
6 feet under is where he’ll rest his head
He preyed on the weak
And now we pray over him
I guess a carving knife didn’t care for his whims
Tears of the mighty seem a lot like the weak
Everyone cries for somebody
But I’m not crying
No I’m not crying for you
No I’m not crying
No I’m not crying for you
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5. |
Another Room
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The levee in you begins to fail
The walls break way as waters swell
It’s swallowing you
It’s swallowing me
The waters they’re rising up again
Oh child
The depths have called you away
Oh Lord
Did you not hear her crying?
Sweetest child the waves took away
Take heed take heed
This mother’s crying
This mother’s crying
Take heed take heed
The walls in you are closing in
Your mind gives way to loss within
It’s troubling you
It’s troubling me
The waters they’re rising up again
The waters washing away
The waters washing away
What’s left of me
What’s left of me
The waters washing away
The waters washing away
What’s left of me
What’s left of me
The waters they’re rising up again
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Rivers
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Through the long nights
I’ve chased time
I’ve chased a heartbeat
Trying to find a pulse
Under rivers I’ve split so much earth
Sands erode the waters sweep it all away
Stones cleared these asphalt shores shone black
Right here at the dark rivers edge
Light dances my way following the trails and embers
This embrace I don’t quite know
Our worlds colliding
Colliding
The rains they come
They have never left
So many times the pain has been here
The rains fall again and again
Under rivers I’ve split so much earth
Sands erode the waters wash it all away
This dance at my rivers edge has ended for you
I’ve searched so long for what can not be found
For you’ll never rise again
Rise again
No no
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7. |
Kiss of the Moon
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Body heat rises
The catacombs wake
My breathes escapes
Passions they dance on the tip of your
tongue
So have a taste
Your wondering hands
And your hungry eyes
The hazy seduction of lust intertwined
In our embrace
The strength of a fire the touch of flame
Blood in these veins
The coming of morning the rush of the night
Quick don’t delay
Yielding and ready the flesh and bones
wake
So have your way
Your wondering hands
And your hungry eyes
Body heat rises
The catacombs wake
My breathes escapes
Passions they dance on the tip of your
tongue
So have a taste
The hazy seduction of lust intertwined
In our embrace
The strength of a fire the touch of flame
Blood in these veins
The coming of morning the rush of the night
Quick don’t delay
Yielding and ready the flesh and bones
wake
So have your way
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Cammie Beverly Houston, Texas
Deep from the verdant shadows of southern mystique, Cammie Beverly emerges with her solo debut album: House of
Grief.
Cammie, known for her work as the soulful voice of Oceans of Slumber, finds herself in a raw, yet gracefully dark rebirth.
- "It’s a sanctuary. A place where stories live, breathe, and echo. A refuge where pain finds solace and shadows dance with hope."
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