The
lyrics for Pyroscaphe’s debut album “Undergod / Underdog” open a door to the
streets of a place where mobsters, killers, beggars and gamblers are the
leading actors. Demons, dogs, scarecrows and bottles of wine invert the common
order of things and fill a world where even God confronts his own frailties.
Each song/lyric tells you one of their stories.
Los
Angeles th [2009].
Album cover artwork :
by Katie Solbeck ©
Susana Noronha ©
All lyrics protected by Portuguese and international copyright laws. Do
not use or repost without the author’s written permission.
1 - Vertigo Red
I know I won’t get off this
chair again
can’t find the will to force
my knees to leave
I’ll stay and have a vintage
wine
until my legs can reach the
door
my veins fill up
with floral notes of sin
a toxic garden floor
where I’ll dance and fall
until my heart fails
my mouth is a dry bottle’s
neck
while my guts are soaked in
vertigo red
I throw away my guilt
and smell your scent
to feel your taste
I’ll stay and have a glass of
wine
until my legs walk out the
door
my head fills up
with liquid aching lust
a toxic water weed
that binds my will
until I drown
my mouth is a dry bottle’s
neck
and I am too tired to be a
virtuous man
I swallow my guilt
and throw up the rest
of my own shame
I try to stand up one more
time
but my feet won’t obey for a
while
I am falling
I have fallen from grace
Music: Fred ©
Lyrics: Susana Noronha ©
2 - Devilish Resident
I feel a growing presence
underneath my skin
changing flesh and shadow
from within
I hear him laughing
I hear him scream
acid lies through my teeth
my red little devil
find your way out
your scarlet friendship
poisons my heart
I can feel you
twisting my tongue
with your sour poems,
riddles and songs
we both know
God is too old to believe
he can win back my trust
he still preaches
but he has a weaker voice
while your words
please my soul
my red little devil
find your way out
your scarlet friendship
poisons my heart
I can feel you
twisting my thoughts
with your velvet curtains,
riddles and knots
I’ll spit out your name
my red little devil.
Music: Fred ©
Lyrics: Susana Noronha ©
3 - The Walking Scarecrow
Will I ever walk the
unfinished road
made by the stormy wind?
Will I ever feel the smell of
dust
left by the falling rain?
I’m just a rotten pile of
straw
my open arms and hands
won’t scare the birds away
at dawn, I like to hear them
sing
they speak about the world
and never-ending fields
I know distant lands
though I never left this
place
I know all the names of
flowers and trees
though I share my seeds with
crows
I’m just a rotten pile of straw
my open arms and hands
won’t scare the birds away
at dawn, I’ll put on my hat
and leave
they’ll show me all the roads
to the never-ending fields
can they take me there?
Music: Márcio Décio ©
Lyrics: Susana Noronha ©
4 - Mobster Outfit
I walk with a pistol on my
striped suit
I keep Virgin Mary in my
wallet
I’m no common crook
I respect the dead
always bless their souls
before I shoot
I’m a family man
God watches my back
from up above
I’m the head of a gang
of vultures and men
behind His back
I carry my secrets in my
suitcase
along with the profit of my
last crime
I’m no common crook
I respect the law
any business needs
lawyers and lies
I’m a family man
God watches my back
from up above
I’m the head of a gang
of vultures and men
behind His back
behind the back of God
behind His back
Music: Fred & Márcio
Décio ©
Lyrics: Susana Noronha ©
5 - Contract Killer
I drive around looking for
your face
I’ll stay around until I find
your trace
they wrote down your name
on my book of pain
I will put you down
and just turn the page
can I clean my hands with
ether?
I’m not getting calm or
cleaner
I drive around haunted by
your face
you’ll stay around until I
lose your trace
can I clean my hands with
ether?
I’m not getting calm or
cleaner
you’re still around me.
Music:
Márcio Décio ©
Lyrics:
Susana Noronha ©
6 - About Men and Mutts
A black dog is barking
his master calls
he won’t hear his voice
tonight
they traded places, rabies
for rage,
whistles and bites for knives
the ring was made for humans
dogs will sit and watch the
fight
their bones will break and
shatter
and the hound dogs will eat
as lords
a black dog is barking
applauding his man
a crowd of mutts scratching
the head
smelling the mud and the
sweat
mixing with blood painted
flesh
a black dog is barking
his master died
he just sat and watched the
fight
his bones are soft leftovers
in the round bowls of feeding
dogs
while the ring is calm and
silent
the four legged crowd keeps
asking for more
a black dog is barking
applauding his man
a crowd of mutts scratching
the head
smelling the mud and the
sweat
mixing with blood painted
flesh
Music: Fred ©
Lyrics: Susana Noronha ©
7 - Scavenger Jack
Out on the streets it’s all
so quiet
my worn out shoes stroll like
rats
the unleashed dog that barks
all night
sings our pain and tainted
life
I stretch my hand in the cold
you turn your back everyday
I’m just a bag of dirt,
warm spit, blood and hope
If you could find a heart in
your ironed coat
then I could have a cent in
my pocket’s throat
my hunger grows older and
stronger than love
I stretch my hand in the cold
you turn your back everyday
I’m just a bag of dirt,
twenty nails, skin and bone
Music:
Fred ©
Lyrics:
Susana Noronha ©
8 - My Confinement
Look at me my perfect love
please ignore all my evil
flaws
all I see are closing doors
all I touch are the dirty
walls
where my shadow lives
outside my skin there’s no
room for me
there’s an armchair with my
name back in hell
I’m invited to rest my legs
while a calm current of
light, ash and flame
dries the flow inside my
veins
please go home now
you can’t hold my hand
I’m on my own
you can’t follow me
there’s no room in hell
just go home now
I can’t take you there
there’s an armchair with my
name back in hell
I’m invited to rest my head
while a calm current of
light, ash and flame
stops the heart inside my
chest
do you see a killer while I
sit down
or a king of sorrow on a
wired throne?
can you tell me what you see?
Music: Fred ©
Lyrics: Susana Noronha ©
9 - Undergod
I still hear the words of
Mary by the crucified
a wooden cross won’t fit the
arm length
of your thousand crimes
watch the signs
His broken hands won’t save
this town
He cannot move
He bowed his head and lost
his crown
He cannot rule
His wounded skin is far from
sacred,
just a feast for flies
watch his mouth
His final words won’t save
your souls
God isn’t moved
left to hang, he’s trapped
and mute
He cannot choose
His wasted vows won’t save
this town
you’ve got to move
turn around and leave this
town
you’ve got to move
Music:
Márcio Décio ©
Lyrics:
Susana Noronha ©
10 - Underdog
I bet my life on a poker hand
all the odds were against my
plans
the dice fell on the wrong
side of fate
my virtues have foolishly
fallen
while the vice dragged me for
more
I cannot lose my soul again
who can ever trust me?
I’m a devil’s puppet
shuffling decks of darkened
hearts
I bet my life on a blackjack
hand
all the cards were a
palm-sized trap
and the Joker kept laughing
at my face
all my chances fell before me
my sweat poured out like
venom
can I win back my soul again?
who can ever trust me?
I’m a devil’s puppet
shuffling decks of darkened
hearts
one more string of rope
holds my gambler’s hand
all my moves and tricks
tie me to despair
I pull myself away
and end up being caught
at the devil’s table
where fate and cards are
marked
unlike a Joker’s smile
luck is just one sided
Music: Fred ©
Lyrics: Susana Noronha ©
Project/Band: Pyroscaphe
You can purchase and download the
album at:
http://www.poisontreerecords.com
