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MAIDEN'S LOCKER

from TEMPEST (Digital) by BURIED HORSES

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It was eerily still on the virgin dawn. I hear sea bells singing in the shallows. Take a crooked course when I was on my watch. We were drifting for the tempest core. Well I awoke suddenly to the fate of a sea and waters, waters upon me. Floating down into my tomb. It was too late now to abandon it. The morn broke with no sun. Encompassed by a stormy shell my faith was in the needle’s arm. Well I awoke suddenly to the fate of a sea and waters upon me. Lockered now inside her chest. Taking in the water on my infant breath with my foetal eyes won’t recognise. The tables had turned, I was never to learn I would die upon the hard sea floor. Well I awoke suddenly to the fate of a sea and waters, waters upon me. Binded arms were at the helm. Gaping cracks, infested hull. The belly was splintering, my body asleep within. But her water sickly deep and so I feared a death at sea. The pain adorned her form. The maiden dead and I still born. I was eerily still on that final dawn. The rain, the tears, echo from the below. She took a jagged course upon god’s watch. She was taken by the tempest core. The maiden was deathly calm. The maiden dead and I still born. The maiden dead and I still born. The pain adorned her form. The maiden dead and I still born.

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Maritime ex-voto, The Żabbar Sanctuary Museum, 1700

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from TEMPEST (Digital), released February 1, 2011

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BURIED HORSES Melbourne, Australia

Tempestuous and tortured, Buried Horses are known for weaving tales of death and woe. Keeping firmly in line with their compatriots - The Drones, The Triffids, Rowland S. Howard - they are drawn to the darker side of existence and the trials of those trying to survive a cruel and unloving world. They deliver a foreboding vision that captures the rugged beauty of the violent Australian landscape. ... more

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