The Prolonged Insult

by Libel

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All songs written and performed by Julie Rozansky, Jonathan Hanson & Gavin Dunaway

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released 13 October 2009

Engineered by Andrea Zavareei & Gavin Dunaway
Mixed by Joe Rouiller & Gavin Dunaway
Mastered by Josh Bonati - Bonati Mastering NYC
Produced by Libel
Album art by Jonny Leather
Copyright 2009, All Rights Reserved

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Track Name: We Sustain
Do ears deceive or is it tongues that bleed?
Our mouths taste stale like we've been chewing on iron bars
We sustain
On a diet of moldy bread and gruel

We aim to please with our symphony
But we shan't bother to tune the instruments
We sustain
A note that went flat some time ago
We sustain
A vision we've long known is lies

Tell strangers more truth than friends
Dark secrets are high in demand
They sell so well we just keep on
Increasing the supply

Can we deny that inside is out?
Lost count of all the accounts of dis-satisfation
We retain
So much water we're struggling not to burst
We remain
Encased in glass despite the cracks

Sewage creeps in from the under classes
We assimilate but can't relate
To the gibberish they speak; we use it to
Diversify our holdings

The front's coming down
The trash has grown up out back
The odor is stronger than it was before
But still they come
Lick clean our dirty plates
Never get enough of what we
Regurgitate
Track Name: Altiplano
My thoughts spring out from this abscess
make friends and coalesce
Fly to the border, shake at the gates
and rattle the guards
Shackles shed and chains break free
no map for how we flee
Pick a direction, wherever it leads
is where we’ll be

Step back and retrace
The paths that led us to this place
Circle around then crouch to the ground
And wait for the sound

And we sing do do do…
Lights are all green, let’s go

The flesh is dead, stripped off to rot
muscles twist to form knots
Venting blood, blue and red
then filtered clear
Peasants scream as we descend
the high plains where we are bred
Newborn gods, demon seeds
Or something obscene?

Step back and retrace
The paths that led us to this place
Circle around then crouch to the ground
And wait for the sound

Step back and retrace
No experience can relate
Sensations now familiar somehow
We’ll always glow

And we sing do do do…
Lights are all green, let’s go

Sent by the stars, we’re ahead from the start
Kicking up dust, debris in our wake
Skipping ‘cross rivers and looping ‘round peaks
Waving to the fans in the stands

The souls below will feel our speed
How they long to join this dream
How hard they race to catch up
Lost as sonic booms erupt

Lights are all green, let’s go
We’ve passed beyond all that’s known
Hold onto yourselves as we break through
Track Name: Good Sir Block
Awake on a rocky beach so close to home
A familiar voice calls to me
For many years he’s rode by my side
But now he’s come to claim his prize
To the victor go the spoils
After one last match

The squire lags, belting out his vulgar tunes
The actor sees most prophetic
The witch talks to the devil and that’s why she’ll burn
Her eyes all awash in fear
Past the forest is my castle
It’s our final stop

Always asking questions that are never answered
Following directives, waiting for something
Tell me there was something worth waiting for
No, there’s not
He knew my strategy all along
And now it’s finished
Track Name: The Cuckold
I heard too much
Panting voices seeping through hallowed oak
The distinctive tone of flesh against flesh
Stinging this cuckolds ears

So what’s the fuss?
Betrayal so common as to be cliché
A twisted tradition passed down generations
Not worth commenting on today

I’ll do it again
Close my throat when I yearn to scream out
But I can’t quite form the words
To describe the squalid sensation that brews
Deep within my gut

I saw too much
A shared glance caught in the peripheral
Misperceived? The thought occurred to me
As well as would I know?

I’ll do it again
Close my throat when I yearn to scream out
But I can’t quite form the words
To describe the squalid sensation that brews
Deep within my gut

I heard too much…
Amazing how well resentment keeps
Track Name: Daisy
Your face is cold
Tears roll down and freeze
The sides of your nose
Icicles hang off your cheeks

Your appearance
Is someone I once knew
She fell asleep
I doubt a kiss would wake her now

Does she dream my memories?
Long days lost staring at the sun
Northeast summer haze
Swatting away mosquitoes that
Suck away our youth

I take your hand
Force you on the dance floor
Your moves are stiff
Gave up flair for perfection in form

Do you dream my memories?
Fingertips gently tracing ‘cross the skin
Leaning close to whisper
Open the door it will never shut
Open the door it will never shut
Open the door it will never shut
At least that once was
What I thought

Wait—what’s this I see?
Recognition in your eyes
For a moment, for a split second
Everything is exactly how it was
With hope we fight it
But it comes to no avail
Time, God’s cruelest creation
A bulldozer clearing everything in its path

Run away, we’ll run away
But you can’t move, you’ve sunk into the mud