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House of Grief

by Cammie Beverly

House of Grief 00:00 / 05:23
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    Cammie Beverly's solo debut album 'House of Grief'
    Released by Icons Creating Evil Art. Shipping worldwide with A-Priority mail.

    This first edition pressing is limited to 1000 copies and comes pressed on 180g black virgin vinyl in a 6mm Spined Gatefold Sleeve including a printed inner sleeve with lyrics.

    Tracklist vinyl

    A-SIDE
    01. House of Grief
    02. For the Sake of Being
    03. Running

    B-SIDE
    04. Paraffin
    05. Another Room
    06. Rivers
    06. Kiss of the Moon

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  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Cammie Beverly's solo debut album 'House of Grief'
    Released by Icons Creating Evil Art. Shipping worldwide with A-Priority mail.

    This CD comes in a 4-page Digisleeve with a booklet (lyrics)

    Tracklist CD

    01. House of Grief
    02. For the Sake of Being
    03. Running
    04. Paraffin
    05. Another Room
    06. Rivers
    06. Kiss of the Moon

    Includes unlimited streaming of House of Grief via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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1.
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
2.
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
3.
Running 03:23
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
4.
Paraffin 03:44
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
5.
Another Room 03:05
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
6.
Rivers 04:13
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
7.
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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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. The album is a spellbinding journey where the haunting ambiance of gothic country meets the edgy energy of southern melodies. From antebellum tales whispered under mossy oaks to love stories told amidst the backdrop of haunting bayous, every track is a step into a landscape dripping with nostalgia and longing.

This isn't just music; it's an experience. Cammie's voice, an alchemy of pain and passion, winds its way through every note, seeking out the hidden spaces of the heart. It's a soundscape where the modern heartbeats of alt-pop intertwine seamlessly with the age-old tales of the South.

"It’s a sanctuary. A place where stories live, breathe, and echo. A refuge where pain finds solace and shadows dance with hope." says Cammie.

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released February 21, 2025

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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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