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Eating Emeralds / Threshold Angel

by A Pregnant Light

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Used to bag up the work now I’m bagging up the lavender Under my feet the cold crunch of November Dried out leaves on a red brick street Before I came I said I wasn’t here for anything Head on hell-on hello I’m gone Pour another it’s enough for You and I on demon time Devil-may-care I still believe Fastened to the thing of which we swore we’d never speak All I can think about is when I’m gonna die Every second ticking out the corner of my eye Singing every song I thought I’d lost to old age Brown Bambi eyes and a tiny ribcage A single gold hand fingers pointing down Motioning me to the holy ground Pleasure and virtue Pleased to meet you Feathery Emphatically Stole a smile right out of me What would you wear to my funeral What kind of things would your body do Would you let out the tears Or would you hold them inside Is that the lipstick on the glass I pointed out to you that night Daintily Silently Slide across the snow I want to keep you warm I know you always get so cold And though you shineth like moon On a night sky’s sheets Fluorescent in the dark Swallow my tongue and then repeat If I could help it I would help myself Littering glitter on either side of my mouth If I could help you I would give myself But you kissing my forehead in the shape of a crown Was it everything that you wanted see Did it keep you awake as it surely did me Did I drive too slow before I started to speed For a jar of your blood I’d bring a man to his knees Used to bag up the work now I’m bagging up the lavender I used to dream about that exact shade of green Swallowing your emeralds Listen to me breathe Feeling gold backs on the back of my teeth Used to bag up the work Now I’m back for more chains More power more glory So precious your pain I used to close my eyes to try and help me see Now I’m wide eyed at midnight In the emerald’s reach
She asked me if I’d done this before I didn’t say a word Shifted the truck into 4x4 Closed one eye and followed the fog line Heaven! Heaven! Can I get in? If I do it’s gonna be by the teeth of my skin I need your price of admission Who is the prince of admonishment If I should ne’er return Please settle my accounts If I hold your hand Would you lead me down Shall we walk down the block Fingers interlocked There’s a blade by the bed For suspicious minds I fell asleep on the sectional And dreamt about Mexico Keep your eyes locked into mine Only you know how I feel tonight Threshold Angel Watch me burn Light this match It’ll be alright


The ninth and tenth songs released by APL this year. A year documented in singles while preparing the third full length LP. Because work never stops. Perhaps the best songs have been saved for last. Each song released this year felt like a nice place to stop. It felt like enough and I could continue work on the album. The music kept pouring out of me. Every month that passed felt like I had something more to get out. Something was clawing inside of me. From the furious start of “Eating Emeralds” it became clear that I was not done. My work was not finished until I could fight these songs away from the spirit I suspected was hiding them inside of me. Pages of lyrics poured out of me, and I had no choice but to sing them as fast as possible, and what is left is a frantic, holy document of true purple metal. The middle eight of “Threshold Angel” contains perhaps the prettiest moment of any song this year, and something I think would be appropriate to be played at my funeral (which I feel could be any day now). Rather than limping across the finish line of this self-imposed marathon, I found myself blessed enough to muster a final burst of intangible, nonmaterial power. Thank you to all for listening throughout this year. From “Beast About” to “Threshold Angel” the map of my year is now yours. Thank you. Do not follow me down.


released December 16, 2022

Written, recorded, performed and produced by Damian Master.


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