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Midnight Mass

by Rifle

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1.
Way out past the quarry On the edge of the town I saw her there in the mist by the road Flagging me down Ill met by the moonlight And she’s pale as any bone A black dahlia blooming In her garden of stone The girl at the end of the lane The girl at the end of the lane The girl at the end of the lane She's the girl at the end of the lane Her love was just like an ambush Her arms were snares Stars fell out of the sky And they tangled in her hair Her name was Legion But she had always lived alone The only flower left standing In her garden of stone The girl at the end of the lane The girl at the end of the lane The girl at the end of the lane She's the girl at the end of the lane The girl at the end of the lane The girl at the end of the lane The girl at the end of the lane She's the girl at the end of the lane In the pale October When the leaves turn sere I park by the roadside And she’s going to meet me here Ill met by moonlight With her nails bright like chrome Her laugh like the rusty gate On her garden of stone The girl at the end of the lane The girl at the end of the lane The girl at the end of the lane She's the girl at the end of the lane
2.
Bone Grinder 04:30
This is not the place I want to be living This is not how I'm destined to die I don't need new dirt to lie in I need a bigger corner of the sky Rise up old bones and shake You know the dead don't make mistakes Grind that bone until it breaks Rise up old bones and shake I gave a dog a bone And now that big black hound still hangs around Lived half my life, head in the clouds Or dreaming of swimming underground Rise up old bones and shake You know the dead don't make mistakes Grind that bone until it breaks Rise up old bones and shake Raise a lonesome stone above me, 'cause I don't want to sleep alone Is there no one left who loves me, to build a nest out of my bones Rise up old bones and shake You know the dead don't make mistakes Grind that bone until it breaks Rise up old bones and shake So, grind my bones to make your bread, When I let my demons out Bad chemistry wants me dead But that will never come about Don't care what the voices said Don't need no new dirt to lie in Bad chemistry wants me dead But I am in no mood for dyin' Rise up old bones and shake You know the dead don't make mistakes Grind that bone until it breaks Rise up old bones and shake (Arise) Grind that bone (Arise) Grind that bone (Arise) Grind that bone
3.
Down here among the dead men in a cozy coffin Wrapped in clay and lapped in lead The cold and pale and rotten, gone, almost forgotten The living have come to haunt the dead Wake the Dead You're waking the dead Sweet little grave robber You’re waking the dead Here you come creepin' a grave robbin' hobgoblin The fairest one of all the ghouls You work your petty magic; your dirty necromancy The right job for the right tools Wake the Dead You're waking the dead Sweet little grave robber You're waking the dead You've got a bucket list of taboos to be broken You're gonna need a willing zombie slave So brew your love potion, murmer your incantations Pour out libations on my grave Wake the Dead You're waking the dead Sweet little grave robber You're waking the dead Wake the Dead
4.
A Darkness 04:31
You are a darkness that calls to darkness A haven for ragged refugees You are a punchline, you're a distraction A sucking chest wound dying by degrees Force yourself to move, but not too very fast Too late to be first, too proud to be last You are a darkness that calls to darkness You are a hunger that feeds on all it sees You are a symptom, another victim A windblown scarecrow shaking with disease There's not much future in this living in the past Too late to be first, too proud to be last The sun comes up like violence And burns away your dreams Your pillow smells like tears and sweat And fear and smothered screams Aren't you a punchline A sucking chest wound You are my darkness We are the darkness Here comes your darkness Here comes your hunger Here comes the darkness The spell that I live under You are a darkness that calls to darkness Contend with monsters, surrender, and appease You are as wretched as you are splendid The answer to the question that's gnawing at me The night dies, the day breaks dawn works its violence Scream into your pillow and pretend that it's silence Silence! You are a darkness You are a symptom You are a darkness My latest victim
5.
The finest vintage in the loving cup Take your pound of flesh and lap the spilled wine up Don't miss a drop, don't miss a drop Bring me fire and brimstone in the midnight mass Pour yourself like light through the stained glass Bring me fire and brimstone, it's all that I need You make me burn, and I'll make you bleed You are a sacrifice; you are a penitent You are equal parts profane and reverent Down here in the dirt, you do your holy rolling Bring me fire and brimstone in the midnight mass Pour yourself like light through the stained glass Bring me fire and brimstone, it's all that I need You make me burn, and I'll make you bleed We are an act of faith; we keep the covenant In the midnight mass we become the sacrament You are my flesh, I am your blood Bring me fire and brimstone in the midnight mass Pour yourself like light through the stained glass Bring me fire and brimstone, it's all that I need You make me burn, and I'll make you bleed Pour yourself like light through the stained glass Fire and brimstone, it's all that I need You make me burn, and I'll make you bleed
6.
Gargoyle 05:47
The bite of the wind, the sting of the rain The weight of the years, I don't feel their pain High above the city, perched on my lonely throne I look down on my subject through two eyes of stone I am the Gargoyle, I'm the lonely one, I am the Gargoyle, yes, I'm the only one, Who has the moral courage to do what must be done With my heart of stone, I'm judging everyone Upon a granite ledge silently, I loom While the masses pass below in the shadow of my doom I was made to guard them; yes, I was meant to serve But I have watched for too long, now they'll get what they deserve I am the Gargoyle, I'm the lonely one, I am the Gargoyle, yes, I'm the only one, Who has the moral courage to do what must be done With my heart of stone, I'm judging everyone Through the twisted canyons of the city far below A rancid flood of refuse eddies and flows Above this noisome kingdom, I am the silent king How did I rise so high on petrified wings I am the Gargoyle, I'm the lonely one, I am the Gargoyle, yes, I'm the only one, Who has the moral courage to do what must be done With my heart of stone, I'm judging everyone I am the monster judging everyone
7.
Ooh, aah Ooh, aah Ooh, aah Bloodless, anemic, empty, and wanting Throw off your winding sheet and let us go a-haunting Kick up your heels, throw off the veil, you look good in red Kick up your heels, go off the rails, dance with the dead Fly to me on tattered wings Bring me flowers and broken things Offer me the greatest prize The broken thing behind your eyes Ooh, aah Ooh, aah Ooh, aah You haunt my dreams, and I possess you Exhume you, caress you, test you, and best you Kick up your heels, throw off the veil, you look good in red Kick up your heels, go off the rails, dance with the dead Fly to me on tattered wings Bring me flowers and broken things Offer me the greatest prize The broken thing behind your eyes This fate looks good on you, and you wear it well My scarlet bride, my lovely queen of hell Kick up your heels, throw off the veil, you look good in red Kick up your heels, go off the rails, dance with the dead Fly to me, Fly to me my broken thing, my broken thing, my broken thing yeah On tattered wings, on tattered wings, on tattered wings Dance with the dead, with the dead My broken thing, my broken thing, my broken thing Kick up your heels, throw off the veil Kick up your heels, throw off the veil Kick up your heels, throw off the veil Kick up your heels, throw off the veil Kick up your heels, throw off the veil Kick up your heels, throw off the veil My broken thing Kick up your heels, throw off the veil Kick up your heels, throw off the veil Kick up your heels, throw off the veil Kick up your heels, throw off the veil Kick up your heels, throw off the veil Kick up your heels, throw off the veil

credits

released March 17, 2024

Rifle is:
RT Kraken - vocals
Kenny Beckum - drums
Sean Flannery - bass
Jet Piston - guitar, vocals

Midnight Mass was a DIY project.
Music by Rifle. Lyrics by RT Kraken. Recorded by Jet Piston.
Executive Producer Frank Cornelson. Mixed and mastered by Jet Piston.
Art by Aela Inga, RT Kraken, and Jet Piston. Graphic design by Jet Piston.
©2024 Rifle

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Rifle Louisville, Kentucky

Rocking since 1996, Rifle is a fabulous rock and roll band from Louisville, Kentucky, where they enjoy playing and recording loud music. They also like fine dining, various visual artistic pursuits, and of course, bourbon. Also, going to parties with local friends like you. So, you know, if you’re having a party you should probably invite them. It’ll be fun. ... more

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