My Game Doesn't Have A Name

by A Pregnant Light

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Jeff Richardson This man marches to his own drum roll; this man has heart; this man is a contemplative man; check out Purple Light: refreshing to hear such a man. Favorite track: Purple Light.
Greg Majewski
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Greg Majewski [Damian Master's] style has become something completely unclassifiable both by conventional descriptors and newly coined ones. The infectious post-punk-riffs-meet-black-metal-tremolo melodies and impeccable songwriting of past EPs and splits are present as ever on “Dream Addict” and the catchy Johnny Marr leads on “Fresh Flower Offering (Purple Night).”

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brantly I have a feeling the winter of '15 will see an awful lot of this LP on my turntable. Taking the band's unique purple metal sound and refining it even further, it's a tremendous mix of anthemic post-hardcore, genuine rock n' roll, minor shades of mid-tempo black metal, and catchy-as -sin songwriting...outstanding!
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Released on LP/CD/CS by Colloquial Sound Recordings.

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released November 22, 2014

All music and lyrics by Damian R. Master

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TOO TOUGH TO DIE

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Track Name: Unreachable Arc
If you drive down a dark highway
in the middle of the night
with the windows down
you’ll grow wings
you’ll lift up
and take off into the sky

I know because I’ve done it
I’ve flown through every midnight
and touched unreachable arcs

Just to fall
back down to earth,
spit from the sky
into the mouth of a waiting world

Something has me by the back of my shirt
I wanted to see,
didn’t know if I could
Can I place mine beside yours?
Let’s make a promise when the leave this world

We will go together
we will walk through mirrors
and be like diamonds
clearer and clearer
dead before thirty
to stay forever
in my twenties

I will not be on my knees when the reaper comes
I’ll be two steps ahead
My love is over all
I found a simple way to keep myself alive
I turn the key I lock the doors and I start to drive

I am young, I am proud, I am running out of time

We will go together
we will walk through mirrors
and be like diamonds
clearer and clearer
will you believe the myth
or will you become the myth?
Track Name: Born To Ruin
Shake my glass
remember the past
it wasn’t that long ago
it feels like years though

First time in a bar in a town you don’t know
everyone’s a cop or criminal
or some mix of both

Chase the light to the edge of the knife
I’ve heard
it’s the only way to keep things alive
Just to see if they flinch
do they care if they die?

Is it worth the redemption?
do you think that I would lie?

Go on, try me -
I wasn’t made to fail
I was born to ruin
to derail and prevail
Sick of hearing excuses
Sick of hearing your voice
Where you die is your business
Don’t make it mine

Wrap me in the flag
bury me deep
this body is worthless
my spirit needs sleep
over the limit
over the line
born to ruin
born to die

The things that I believe
will mean everything in the end
I know it’s the truth because it tells me so
It shows me in ways I could never describe
and still the true revelation hides from my eyes.
Track Name: Dream Addict
Fell asleep in the summer storm
merciful heavens
girl in bed

Wrapped in white
she sleeps forever
she dreams of gold
she dreams of me

She's a burning cross on the White House lawn.
I don't know what it means, I just know it's a lot
Screaming like the panther on the inside of my arm
she’s been known to tear, she’s been known to claw

With the grace and poise
of a pavement saw
I cut through your heart
and into your head
and there I live
and there you dream
where we are happy
where we rest in sheets

It’s not easy the path we choose to walk
Drive past the places we see in sleep
You’ve seen me there, if only in dreams
Where I took my first taste, where I broke the wheel

Endless // infinite // eternal

I want to fall asleep again.

You saw me in your dream
you close your eyes and see these things
sweat the Royal Crown right out of my hair
Dutch viper bite me on my ear.
Track Name: Endless // Infinite // Eternal
Baby will never look as good as she looks right now
I’ll get better with age
I’ll be silver and strong
She will fade like the seasons
and will never return
I see rows of golden crosses
I see the things we never learn

The world as we know it is fleeting (at best)
hardly news to anyone
yet still we forget
I will burn this second in my memory
so I know it’s true
even though I’m not sure it is
it’s enough to make me think
it’s enough to make me believe
That this time is something I can truly understand
while my heart still beats while my blood runs red

I am endless

I’ll always drive fast
if I crash I want to die
after all there’s not much for me here
So I will yearn for the world that’s beyond.
To see if it ended as it began.
Track Name: My Days In Nights And You
One candle
two flames
one snake
two names

I know you’ve probably heard things about me
they were true
but I promise I’ve changed

If you could keep only one memory
of me
what would it be?
A unique beauty
in American suffering

to my pain
to my promise
to my name
my game
won’t change
won’t break
won’t burn or be touched by rain

I can’t go there, or say the name
There is a light there,
but it’s different than I think

A way - make a way for me
make a way for me
a way in you

One day I’ll disappear
and I’ll never come back
that’s what disappear means
don’t forget that.
Track Name: Fresh Flower Offering (Purple Night)
Always the one to never say no.
Had to leave everyone behind.
I love the way you walk beside me
If your love was enough would it stop this madness?

Some things seem too cruel to be true,
like the death of a child or the fading of youth
Love smells like blood
and tastes like it too

I told you everything you need to know about me
24-hour truck stop poetry
write a line see a line feel alive with me
I’m the best and brightest
you’ve ever seen - and the last man you’ll ever need

I like your cherry cheeks and your strawberry blood
your vanilla skin and how you’re never enough
I take one bite
Still need more
I’ll tie you up
and let you know
how all of this is supposed to go.

I wouldn’t trade this sprig of lavender for anything
I would never turn away your floral offering
so precious
so fragrant
bend beneath the trees
Find myself on midnight’s streets
purple flower wreath.
Track Name: Circle of Crying Women
Found to be guilty
by a jury of
my alleged peers
young angry and bored
so terribly bored

I have nothing to show you
nothing to see
between you and me
there’s a lot I’ve thrown away
the important things, you’ll never see

Digging through the trash in my wake
you’ll find nothing
so stop looking
the secrets are here
in the songs I sing

The first few years will be the hardest
Asleep, but someone still watching

I’m so sorry
I was something
to many -
but even still,
nothing to many more
I was a beautiful boy once
Handsome, sweet, charming and smart

I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
but I have to go.

You know that I had to go

Somewhere over the sun
Somewhere over the rain

Who wouldn’t want
a circle of crying women
praying over their body?
Crescent moon
tiger-striped by clouds
Fell apart on my way back home
I’ll meet at “only then”
feels good to be good
work can be so much fun

Songs to be heard when the
blessing has come
you said “when your job is done,
my job is done.”
Track Name: You Cut Me From A Magazine I Didn't Know That I Was In
You cut me from a magazine
I didn’t know that I was in
you saw me
and gently traced the frame

With scissors and glue
at the table alone
you could make anything
but you’ve got business to attend to

I knew you were sad
I knew you weren’t you
You were searching for someone
You didn’t know who

I removed some chains
and added some new
It’s the way you need to be
I’m the the one you are bound 2

Life is just another thing to lose
in a cluttered room
but you know, you don’t have to

I hit you because
you wanted me to
Can’t tell anyone
unless it’s in song
The truth is
I wanted hit to you
with all that I had
just to see where you’d break

Save it for the day
when the summer fades
and the roads are closed

Save it for the heart
the one you wear
the one you guard

I never set out knowing exactly where we would go
I just knew somehow it was some place
that we had never been before

I could never leave
now that I’m here
it’s enough to make me think it’s where I was before I was born

Still, we know
this is not eternity

My circle
my promise
around my neck
forever

If I should
fall from this place
this mark
will keep me safe.
Track Name: Purple Light
I have walked through the mouth of the windowless body. Where all is clean, where souls remain still, no longer seeking the deep place. Now, the darkness has left me, and slowly I become one with the purple light. And all evil is now bound by great shackles that cannot be broken. The endless beauty. The gift of holy knowledge, the matchless wonder the colorless flame. There is a massive horizon. The light extends infinitely right and left. As high as heaven and spread far below the earth's roots. The deep reds of the morning, the cool greens of the night. There is no absence. Total presence. There is no gate, no gatekeeper. No key, no lock, no secrets. Even the void takes on definition. Earth takes it's place among the cosmos and and all darkness recedes. The light unending. The soft, but blinding light. Nothing can be seen. All senses stripped away. Naked receiver. Holy blessings. In that place, the firmament shudders in the wake of the Great One flexing his powerful arms. The sky is wrung out like a cloth soaked with water. The souls of every living being, all creatures that have taken breath, since the creation of life, are wrung out from the black and into a canyon, thousands of years deep. There, a great golden bowl containing the purifying fire is tipped, and its fire floods the canyon. Many will cry out. All will suffer. Torment by fire, all will burn, yet none will be consumed. A woman walks the rim of the canyon. She is pregnant and a great beam of light emanates from her womb. The child will be born. She will cry out sourly in her great pain. The child must go to fire. The child must be given to flame. And by this great sacrifice, those of the canyon who seek the light, shall be saved. They will rise, unscathed, and be sent into the peaceful place. The child grows from babe to hunter in the fire. He prowls and knows only death and heat. His mother's cool touch and soft skin are distant memories. No souls will be destroyed. All will pay for the sins they've hung on the neck of that Old One. The greatest spirit. He that is without beginning or end. An ouroboros. An infinite being, twisting among the molecular structure of the creation which he has created. All powerful (holy blessings) his name cannot be said (holy blessings). The shapeless face familiar only to spirit. A world without eyeballs to see or ears to hear. A mysterious prism, a geometric anomaly, a shape unseen, a shape unfathomable. It precedes dimensions and holds to no description other than truly awesome. Beyond the pages of histories unwritten and oceans of soul-matter and sound, a song is raised in infinite round. Naked receiver. Holy blessings. Those who have tortured the meek and cast wrath on the righteous will fall forever. An endless fall into haunted blackness. Hope becomes a beating pulse and rises slowly in the chests of those who have been forced into submission. Forgotten. The hands of heaven. The cloaks of angels. The beautiful abyss. Eternity is now.