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Dionysus - EP

by Apples & Eve

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  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Individually hand made (Wood Cut) - Art Work - Eva Rose

    Includes unlimited streaming of Dionysus - EP via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Handmade EP using; recycled CD wallet, woodcut and ink. With individual hand made wallets inside.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Dionysus - EP via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 3 days
    edition of 200 
    Purchasable with gift card

      £4 GBP or more 

     

1.
Dionysus 03:29
Along the echoed street, You heard my screams. Like an animal trapped in wire, I clung to the warmth of your fire. You caressed my bones in guilty passion, And spoke your wisdom in majestic tones. I smelt the dirt on your flesh, From the old and dusty land Like an animal trapped in wire, I clung to the warmth of the fire. You caressed my bones in guilty passion, And spoke your wisdom in majestic tones. I smelt the dirt on your flesh, From the old and dusty land Like an animal trapped in wire, I clung to the warmth of the fire.
2.
At night you dream of what broken hands may make, Come sunrise you’ve forgotten to create. Only life can help mend your broken bones For stones were thrown when battles took place. You fought with your sticks, Memories without faith. From roots of sacred trees. Ideas waver in the southern breeze. The paper shackles you down. Dionysus sat with jewels at his feet, Silver thread in his hair On a throne of brittle bones Unbeknown to the wandering spirits of the dark. Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done Eyes, Scratched with desire Saw only one You fought with your sticks, Memories without faith. From roots of sacred trees. Ideas waver in the southern breeze. The paper shackles you down.
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Don’t be deceived by what your eyes see, They’re making you believe. The sky will wait, for your thunderous cries. The colours of the world, they’re making you blind. From a beast above water, To a little lamb undercover, Speak your mind - For I cannot be blind. From a beast above water, To a little lamb undercover, Speak your mind For I cannot be blind. Tick-tock tick-tock, You’re taking your time. No rush, you needn’t decide. But darling remember the colours of the world, The colours of the world - They’re making you blind. Lay little lamb lay, No one can harm you here. Take of your mask - for what is there to fear? From a beast above water, To a little lamb undercover, Speak your mind - For I cannot be blind. From a beast above water, To a little lamb undercover, Speak your mind For I cannot be blind. Don’t be deceived by what your eyes see, Don’t be deceived by what your eyes see, Don’t be deceived by what your eyes see.
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Black coat on the coast line, In the distance - it moves. Slowly waiting for the sea, To take him to the underworld. Creatures of the Sea, Look after him for he is frail, And cannot withstand the dark, cold depths That never end. You’re dragging me down, Down to the ground I’m going down, down to the ground I’m heading down, down to, down, Down to the ground. You’re words are coming back to haunt you They won’t stop. Till you surrender your soul to the depths of the ocean. The city ground beneath your skin, Engulfs your independent frame. Shallow and grey it captures you and binds you bound to the ground. Down to the ground, I’m going down (well you dance with the devil and you sing with the stars swim in the oceans and your run through the fires) Down to the ground, I’m going down Down to the ground, I’m going down Black coat on the coast line, In the distance I see your eyes. They’re wild with rage under colourless skies. Speak to me softly, oh man of rage. Speak to me softly, oh man. Down to the ground I’m going down, Down to the ground I’m heading down. Down to, down, down to the ground. Well you dance with the devil and you sing with the stars, Swim in the oceans and you run through the fires.

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All EP's are individually hand-made with love & care using a woodcut.

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released September 5, 2012

Eva Rose: Guitar/Vocals/Accordion
Francine Perry: Drums/Guitar/Backing Vocals
Graeme Ross: Bass/Bouzouki/Backing Vocals
Nick Pynn/Jonas Arron: Violin/Vocals

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Apples & Eve Brighton, UK

Apples & Eve are an Alterative, Folk, Gypsy band from Brighton mixing sounds of Accordion, Violin, Acoustic Guitar, Double Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar & Haunting Harmonies to create their unique sound.

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