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Antium

by The Devil's Cut

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DangeRuss The Devil's Cut rocks! Check out "No Lords", "Antium", "Western Medicine". They played a tiny dive bar in Austin and kicked ass! Small crowd as it was the middle of the week, but they still played like pros! They deserve a following to rival any big band you can think of!! Favorite track: Antium.
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1.
We took that trail heading out of town and when it split we headed west. All blinded by some foolish aspirations in hopes that I could do my family best. That's when I met the devil Casey. He put me to work I gave my thanks. Your luck run out your wells dried up now. So the two of us we took to robbing' banks. It was gold. goddamn gold. Payment to the devil for to save my soul. We took to cheating, lying, robbing, murdering women and kids. I said "I'm done. To wash my hands of dirty blood." He said "You ain't goin' nowhere kid" I came running down that mountain. Holding a $40 bill. All for to buy a 6 gun darling.' Gonna load her up with hot red steel. He took away my baby, he stole away my ever-loving bride. Her throat was split across that whippoorwill on that dark and fateful night. It was gold, goddamn gold. Payment to the devil for to save my soul. We cornered Casey there down back by the hideout. His back turned up against the wall. He was down on both his knees a' begging, praying. Screaming about redemption for us all. You better hope them wolves don't howl Casey. You better hope they had their fill. Your lucks run out and your well dried up now boy. I ain’t got nothing left to steal. It was gold, goddamn gold. Payment to the devil for to save my soul. I brought with me now four gold pieces. Two for your eyes and two for mine. Shots rolled loud as the smoke crowded around them. You won't be leaving here tonight. It was gold, goddamn gold. Payment to the devil for to save my soul.
2.
I see you stand at my window, your voice a whisper on the thunder. I couldn’t lie awake when like a dream you waited. Me and Jane we met on Downer Avenue. I was running dope across the county line. My partner Jerome had plan to grow a stack of his own. He was gunned down a block from his home. Your love in the night it holds me. Your face in the light it drives me. Your love in the night it holds me. There’s still fire in the streets. We burnt down the store last night in my heart I hope they'll find me. Three years pass and Jane she still waits. I’m out all night a house goes up like candles, intentions burning through the night. Jane’s watching the sky. Your love in the night it holds me. Your face in the light it drives me. Your love in the night it holds me. There’s still fire in the streets. The clouds won’t break no I won’t let em'. Lust takes my hand, breath and squeezes. I'm out all night begging redemption. Jane still calls to me. Your love in the night it holds me. Your face in the light it drives me. Your love in the night it holds me. There’s still fire in the streets. I see you stand at my window, your voice a whisper on the thunder. I couldn’t lie awake when like a dream you waited.
3.
Antium 03:53
A dying star traces the sky. Hot, white, cascading light. Would the brimstone fall like rain or was she the Nazarene? Our eyes were closed, our bodies close. Like wolves we shred each other’s clothes. When the vultures come around, when the last leaves meet the ground. Take these bones until they’ve grown old. I'll chase the breeze where she may blow. Standing watch down by the shore. My ship is coming in. Drive the nails through my hands. Absolve me of my sin. I've never known a love like this. Autumn of Antium. May your casket never close. If it does I'll be your rose. My thorns to bleed the Gods of grace. Leaving ruin in my wake. Take these bones until they’ve grown old. I'll chase the breeze where she may blow. Standing watch down by the shore. My ship is coming in. Drive the nails through my hands. Absolve me of my sin. I've never known a love like this. Autumn of Antium.
4.
Wouldn’t call myself a sinner but I can make a crooked buck. And I can’t just give up living and my costs are going up. So if I make it up to heaven and Saint Peter holds me up You can blame these idol hands, these crooked deals, this empty gut. My birthright is a burnt out city. And ten thousand tons of rust. Take the copper I can carry just to make a couple bucks. Because my rent is getting higher as my town grinds into dust. Under a wave of motor oil and a choking cloud of rust. How’s the rent? How’s the crime? How’s the food? 
Well there ain’t none. It's all over but the dying. How’s the rent? How’s the crime? How’s the food? 
Well there ain’t none. It's all over but the dying. Dig a shallow grave Like the old Edmund Fitz going down all hands aboard. But us rats down in the bilges we already know the score. So we take what we can carry and we're headed west in hordes. While you scratch your head and wonder as the waves all crash aboard. When you bury me in Lansing let it read on my headstone Here lies a true son of his city may she guard his broken bones. In this grave and not another may she sooth his weary soul. So if you bury me in Lansing at least my town won’t die alone. How’s the rent? How’s the crime? How’s the food?
Well there ain’t none. It's all over but the dying. Dig a shallow grave
5.
Sad Songs 02:59
Like a sad song sends a sweeping rush to cleanse me of my sins. Another stamp addressed to my old house gets lost within transit. Wishing clean mistakes would spark a flash within the pan. All of those worn out tapes a clean slate vindicated. Now every morning I am the sunrise, soon enough I am my grave. I am iridescent light transmitting ink on every page. The hope is that if you keep writing darling' someday things will change. I'll make you weep from nothing more than these sad stories that I play. Maybe those songs played at the end of the day they wore on you. And I could never bring tears to your eyes from lines that I expected to. Scared, confused, ashamed of everything that we've turned into. Nothing has felt more honest than dancing in our living room. Now sweetly singing skeletons have softly risen from the sand. That same old haunted house that ripped two lovers from each other’s hands. The hope is that if you keep writing darling' someday things will change. I'll make you weep from nothing more than these sad stories that I play. I miss my ragamuffin, crew, my fucking torn up denim shoes. This whole town just needed proof to believe in some strange ideas. Perfection found me once when I was very young. Deception has grown around so I'll soon cut out my own tongue. I'll sing no more and I will dance upon my lover’s grave. It’s gonna take much more than God to make me feel like I’ve been saved.
6.
I miss the bright colored blossoms on the apple tree. And winter seemed to hang around just a few extra weeks. I could feel it in my bones as the wind catches her hair. Oh I'll miss you darling, Oh I'll miss you friend. She dances beneath the sun, she sings along under the stars. And she lying about the ones she has loved. We all have our reasons. She hides behind her scars, singing Good morning sky, good morning sun. Good morning little winds then run out I'm out of bed to greet the day. I'm on my feet and on my way. When that red ball finally settles in the wicked west. My soul strung out across a mattress. I was dreaming of your lips, of your kiss. Darling, your innocent. So hide away my favorite shoes and keep them in my coffin. Whose soles have seen more sidewalk than my poor eyes have forgotten. Well its dark out I’m thinking, "now who’s gonna sing you all my songs On the morning that damn sun don’t rise and I don’t make it home." Lord I know, the winds are on my side. Singing along. Well warm whisky and cigarettes, heal my soul western medicine. The shadows cry with hands outstretched To steal what happiness I have known. Heart made of stone, your my loneliest hope. When that red flame finally touched the sky Michigan was an hour’s time. My red eyes driving blind towards the sun. Well god damn I could have only guessed that only time would make amends. Well I promise this, I promise I am good. I promise I am pure. Darling my love is yours.
7.
More Weight 04:09
I've lost another fight. Picking myself up to a fresh black eye. Another sucker punch from life. Ten thousand miles through new skylines. Who knows how much this van can take. I'm calling now to bear more weight. I'll just keep smiling, Charlie strums along and sings Amazing Grace. I've chose this life. Bled luck from faith. These lungs, this heart. My brass and blade. I've built this ship, to fear no waves. Four hungry wolves there’s no retreat. We're up in arms showing our teeth. This wasteland calls to reckless souls. Forever shackled to the road. A pretty quick tongued girl behind the bar is lining up another round. To take the bite off a winter night. She says "I don't live far away". You’re too damn kind my dear, a hot meal just might be the thing I need. I've chose this life. Bled luck from faith. These lungs, this heart. My brass and blade. I've built this ship, to fear no waves. Four hungry wolves there’s no retreat. We're up in arms showing our teeth. Few men are blessed enough to own their time. So you can bet your ass that I'll be getting mine. My love for you will still remain. My love for you and all my thanks. Steadfast and power through another night. Like the restless end of a forty-five. I pray I die with my boots laced. Until that day I will bear more weight.
8.
Well I read the mile marker, fifty miles to the promised land. We where speeding down fifth, had no idea what to expect. But, when the dust had settled and the smoke stood still I could read it on your face, the quiet look that could kill. Make no mistake, all the world and the weight. That ball and the chain, Psalm-filled song of grace. How do you get by when you’re on your own? Wipe the tears from your cheek little sister she’s finally home. Well haven't you heard heartbreak she could be so cruel. Well she'll take and she'll break from you and use up all your fuel. But when Marine Dan left for those desert sands. To the other side of the world to never be seen again. It was too much for Suzi to endure. Yeah she was tougher than any nail that coffin could hold. So straighten your tie little man she's finally home. Said it was still and calm when I spoke with her and the Lord. I said, "what’s up with all of this pain and the hurt?" He said, "if life wasn’t hell what would heaven be worth?" Dont' you know… If you never had to travel how would you know when you made it home? The ball and the chain, Psalm-filled song of grace. Dont' you know… If you never had to travel how would you know when you made it home.
9.
Bonfire Hill 03:01
When we where young, barefoot and smiling bright. We used to sing in the bonfire light. Swore I'd wed you when we weren’t so young. Your pa would come run me off with his gun. Oh sweet young thing. We can’t stop now. Hike up your skirt. Run out of town. Take you away To the woods and the still. And we can dance on the bonfire hill. We’re older now and the preacher boy came. Wearing his suit and that gold watch chain. He took your hand and said you'd never want. Took you away on that east bound train. I call your name. But you don’t come. Pick up my bags. And grab my gun. Take you away. To the woods and the still. And you can dance on the bonfire hill. One cold dark night I found that boy and his wife. Whisky for blood and evil on my mind. Two shots for him but three more went astray. And now the Lord took my darling away. I call your name. But you don’t come. Pick up my bags. And grab my gun. Take you away. To the woods and the still. And you can dance on the bonfire hill.
10.
Big Grey Sky 03:42
Big grey sky won't you fall on your shadow. Return light to the deaded of the old world. Grab my backpack, my notepad Lord, my guitar, and my gun. I said we're heading out tonight gonna have myself a little bit of fun. She taught me what it takes to hold her hand. The muse that makes the music for a music man. But darling you know this car it won’t be turning over in the morning. If you hear rounds fired off late at night and you’re not hit it's been a warning. Big grey sky won't you fall on your shadow. Return light to the deaded of the old world. Grab my backpack, my notepad Lord, my guitar, and my gun. I said we're heading out tonight gonna have myself a little bit of fun. Beyond the whites of your eyes, beyond the greys of the plains. This wasn’t chance or luck, this wasn’t happenstance or fate. Tonight I'm going out Lord I'm going to get fucked up. Three rounds with the devil baby, we're going to shadow box. We will catch the crows and we will fork their tongues. Teach them to sing of death and the loneliness I have found in love. Oh yes I've found in love. I said I'm going out tonight I'm gonna, I'm gonna get fucked up. Three rounds to the devil baby, we're gonna shadow box. Big grey sky wont you fall on your shadow. Return light to the deaded of the old world. Grab my backpack, my notepad Lord, my guitar, and my gun. I'm heading out tonight gonna have myself a little bit of fun.
11.
No Lords 04:19
We're all bastards and rebels and Vagabond kings. Beggars extraordinaire, princes and thieves. Take what we can, oh we take what we need. Don't look down your nose and shake your head at me. Let this be the end - let this be the end. No gods no lords no land. No crown, no prize to be found. To the ill willed and weak. To the lies that they'll breed. We’ll all work in your work in your kitchens and cafes and bars. Menial labor for pittance an hour. Live like the roaches in dark holes and cars. And just like them we'll remain after your gone. We’ll play you some music, we'll play you a song. Dance to that tune before they’ve played too long. No frivolous bounty, no silver, no gold. The price of this bounty just one free man’s soul. Let this be the end - let this be the end. No gods no lords no land. No crown, no prize to be found. To the rats and the snakes. To your well deserved graves. And oh we knew we were lost. And that we might never again be found. And oh what was the cost. For this life of which we've all become so proud. If that’s how the better half lives, I don’t want to be found. No lords no land no god no crown. The sunset our only riches to be found. A dollar a day keeps the landlord at bay. Don’t speak to the elders who will lead you astray.

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released April 1, 2015

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The Devil's Cut Lansing, Michigan

The Devils Cut is an American Rock ‘N’ Roll band from Lansing, MI formed in 2010. The Devils Cut hope to bring rock n’ roll back to it's motherland. That place where being alive meant you were most in danger, expressed through pathos and rebellion. The sound of TDC is a testament to the daily struggles each of us face, with a sentiment that says "sticking together as a family is the only way out." ... more

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