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At The Idyll's End

by Gustave Tiger

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1.
(rewritten by Dorozsmai Gergő from the original by Arthur Rimbaud) now thats what in the end we need a sun that says his dull farewell fair soldiers who on centuries feed run under make the horizon bleed this storm bathes animal hides in blood on hounds and shepherds blackness feeds a blonde flock is this sulphur flood begets wolf-cubs and wilder seeds and curling roots, a mass of dusk see ancient Europe teem with herds the moon crows on a barren tusk loud victors raise their heads in lust strumming on pebbles the proud band rides o will I see fat hills defiled her charmed eyes and his flushed cheeks the Lamb that lies before their feet, will I see Michel, Christine, and Christ lie at the Idyll's end will I see Michel, Christine and Christ lie at the Idyll's end
2.
On the elephant’s spine In Tyndarium See me blurry My senile usurper It’s a dithyrambic Eulogy Nora, Floria - selig, wie die Sonne, Hedda, Rostova - amphoras infinite The nieces of the cardinal been lauding all my virtues Superba, Skylark dearest, I am he who seekest Centuries of gallantry refutes all heresies Vermeil sunset in the garden of the Luxembourg Daughter of Schonaeus, heir of Schultingius Don’t bury me here in Tashkent with your sweet jacobine verve
3.
The aardwolf and the gourgandine Travelling to Batroumine War note of Lochiel Under the arches of the cosmic glare I’m unknown, a poetaster Like the Tremulous Hand of Worcester With Ptolemy and Pope Sylvester Charioting in a supercluster With Ptolemy and Pope Sylvester Charioting in a supercluster
4.
You see Coligny defenestrated and wonder how fast things change Bring on the noble swan, bring on the servile man My ladies-in-waiting devouring equine flesh Queen Rabia rode out of Persia, the mute lioness stood before the judges Parian marble maid, heretic like the Sun It was the sullen wind, clarion call of spring Oh, Sister Sybarite, you triste albatross, oh, we only are all ephemeros
5.
Eyes, hyena eyes, diadem of queens under saharan skies Turned the lady into fox Turned the man into superfluous Turned me megaloschemos Turned me megaloschemos These hyena eyes
6.
Down another, less strong each time Walls bake up three thousand watts lights Fire up behind my brain I'm in circuit I'm telly blue Used to be with 5 others now I live in a ball Out rods of steel heaped Out no union rats Out work is done It is imperial soot & slime Pride of a million able bodies Chewed up and with a taste for bitters Still there are two bridges to go Barges rusting in stale black water Housing scheme behind the fence Moves silently and very fast It is imperial soot & slime Pride of a million able bodies Ships feed the imperial bride Churns out gold the imperial bride
7.
The fallen god of tennis clubs Lives near the Pamphylia bay In a tower built of narwhal bones And he sings all day: Clitoris Crucifix
8.
I am predynastic, you are posthomeric I am clair et vermeil, you're a débile imitateur Virgin shepherdess undressed, virgin shepherdess dead These are the paintings I only ever had Socratic reprobates, irritate not the tiger Enter the brute herds while I into the untold ride Glory is obtained by valour and prudence, every death is a choking death Shall we libel Francis David? Shall we libel Francis David?
9.
Your conquering will I embrace love and eat My smooth limbs of azure Feel their way up your fears I am Mary of the seas Come tremble I open your way Deeper than your faith I await you Pour into me your silver Your gold horses and men I promised lands of fire I promised you conquest I am Mary of the seas Come tremble I open your way Deeper than your faith I await you I await you
10.
Covet To Die 02:39
A toy car circling Concrete frozen Monday night Face glass walls Screech comes of Uneasy I take deep hits Polite punk for hard cash He serves me my one weekday drink I'm easy all too cheap n I forget everything they say Covet to die Covet to die alone Is this precise enough for you? Soft scum 014, I'm all thrashed up inside
11.
Idiot Prince 04:11
12.
Spes Deorum 02:55
Abstemius superintendent spes Deorum, spes Deorum
13.
Good times, King James, good times yeah
14.
A sors féltett gyermeke örömöm teljes Szilánkkal szórtam be kontinensem partját Sugárnyaláb vagyok képcsőben megfagyott Langyos tó fölött hullasárga szél Édes fonálban farkas szíve dobog Lépésed kőszén gyomromig zuhan

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released May 9, 2014

produced by Gustave Tiger:

Szurcsik Erika (v) - Dorozsmai Gergő (g/v) - Mezősi Péter (d) - Szabó Csaba (b/v)

recorded at Tom-Tom Studio, Budapest 2014

music: Gustave Tiger
lyrics: Gergő: 1, 6, 9, 10, 11, 14 Csaba: 2, 3, 4, 5, 7, 8, 12


album cover by Szurcsik Erika

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