The new video for Curse Mackey's "Concubinary" from the Instant Exorcism LP
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SUBMERGE
Take a deep breath
Hold on to this sound
Submerge
We’re going under now
Watching the water
Crashing upon your shore
Currents rip the trip
keep coming back for more
Let’s get away
where the crucifixes dance and play
We’ve not yet seen our true light
As victims of the waves
Take a deep breath
Hold on to this sound
Submerge
We’re going under now
when dangers lurk in the streets
Panic and fear converge
what’s hiding there underneath
makes the bloodstream surge
Drenched in the torrential
Saturate then purge
Only when the scars align
Shall we reemerge
Converge
Submerge
Take a deep breath
Hold on to this sound
Submerge
Were going under now
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O' Blasphemy
04:00
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This morning it came to me
Spellbound in sorcery
Strange dichotomy
Angels of incredible exception
Her hand fell on my arm
An actress statuary
She put her arms around my neck
Feminine and melancholy
exhausted drunken
Earthly prodigy
With bloodshot eyes
smiling irresponsibly
Senses the physical
delicate love war cry
O’ Blasphemy
You haven’t heard the last of me
O’ Blasphemy
Revealed and strung out
I need to see the light
Concealed behind the eyes
We didn’t start this fight
An Instant Exorcism
Makes the head spin
what are we fighting through
I smell your burning skin
yet the rumors still remain
blasphemous and true
O’Blasphemy
You get the best of me
O’Blasphemy
You haven’t heard the last of me
O’Blasphemy
Return to me
You had me for eternity
Return to me
O’Blasphemy
The name of the nation you despise
The nation of the name you despise
O’Blasphemy
You get the best of me
O’Blasphemy
You haven’t heard the last of me
O’Blasphemy
All words and music by Curse Mackey, Cool Molecule Music BMI All rights Reserved
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SOMEWHAT POSSESSED
Somewhat possessed x 4
I know you’re out there
somewhere in this abyss
And when you hear the call
I know you will be ready for this
We’re just scratching the surface
take me by the wrists
Scratch me with purpose
I want to remember this
I feel your pain
because I feel the same
It’s too hard to explain
but I ask that you do
We just want to be seen
we have to be heard
Sometimes we need to be beat
And we want to be hurt
We crave some kind of touch
We want some kind of war
Something beyond the now
more than you gave before
I need you to know
That we all lose control
Its just part of the show
of our bloodstained soul
Give me some kind of torture
Anything at all
Just need something to worship
A reason to crawl
Somewhat possessed
Devices are Vices
that Device to Entice Us
Feeding our Crisis
Tell Me Who today’s Anti-Christ is!
Somewhat possessed
Somewhat possessed
Devices are Vices
that Device to Entice Us
Feeding our Crisis
Tell Me Who today’s Anti-Christ is!
Somewhat possessed
Somewhat possessed
Somewhat possessed
Somewhat possessed
Devices are Vices
that Device to Entice Us
Feeding our Crisis
Tell Me Who today’s Anti-Christ is!
Give me some kind of torture
Anything at all
Just need someone to worship
A reason to crawl
Some kind of torture
A special kind of sign
that says you truly see me
And that we’ll be fine
Just need someone to worship
Someone that’s mine
Any kind of torture
And ill be fine…
I’m alive
The more I think about you
The less that I care
The harder I look for you
The less you are there
The greater my desire
The more that you hide
The closer to the fire
The more we collide
Your star is burning bright
And I cannot compare
The harder I imagine you
the less you are there
You could be my savior
Hidden from view
Mysterious behavior
Remain obscure and true
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BONE IN THE THROAT / CONCUBINARY
Lightning strikes a perfect doom
The room smells of past perfume
Strikes again now it’s your turn
The scent you breathe after you burn
There’s a bone in the throat
coughing up lungs on city smoke
There’s a bone in the throat
counting down our days as we choke
Some people are better left alone
Some words better left unspoken
Numb people better left unknown
their dreams best shattered and broken
There’s a bone in the throat
coughing up lungs on city smoke
There’s a bone in the throat
counting down days as we choke
Back to water
Back to fire
Back to air
Back to… nowhere
An attraction so cinematic
like a distant but deafening sound
Makes my reaction automatic
to all of the scars you’ve found
I can see you are still yearning
For the cruel twisting and turning
we make our bed a movie
while our cold city is burning
There’s a bone in the throat
coughing up lungs on city smoke
There’s a bone in the throat
counting down our days as we choke
WRITTEN BY CURSE MACKEY ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 2019
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Dystopian Dope
04:54
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DYSTOPIAN DOPE
Living is very dangerous
And very few of us survive
we wonder what’s awaiting us
On the other side
If you listen to the sky
There is a lesson inside
A global warning seismic kiss
The brightest of lights
Don’t fall back
Into that hole
The traps that hold
the fire to your soul
Don’t get caught
drunk on false hope
Hooked on the high
of Dystopian Dope
How do dreams of flying start
my restrained counterpart?
The punishment begins
When the sun burns the skin
And the knife point hits the heart
Don’t fall back
Into that hole
The traps that hold
the fire to your soul
don’t get caught
drunk on false hope
Hooked on the high
of Dystopian Dope
You ask why is this happening ?
what is this dreadful scheme?
A demon that feeds on your fears
and every hope and dream
A hellbent amalgamation of
Every hurtful deed
The revenge of every right
you’ve wronged
Dripping between it’s teeth
Don’t crawl back
Into that hole
The traps that hold
the fire to your soul
don’t get caught
drunk on false hope
Hooked on the high
of Dystopian Dope
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Blowmindr
05:26
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BLOWMINDR
Our oxygen leaks
Slow thru our masks
The pressure is dropping
Beyond your grasp
Strobe lights scream hot
Breathtaking shock
Take enough time
Be sure of your shot
Seek the fatal aperture
perfect emblems clear and true
think the devils'hate does well
whatever he will do
The dialogue is dark and clear
When the heart becomes a mirror
when the lonely star appears
From the black well of truth
none is ever clearer
I can smell the fear
rising up in the air
The dead easy
hangs heavy in here
I can smell the fear
rising up in the air
I'm mesmerized
by the atmosphere
Coded symbols glowing red
Sinister silver water pull you under
Phantoms flare their hidden meanings
The black cloud sunset fades
Fracturing the sky
The picture is the end
I can smell the fear
rising up in the air
i'm mesmerized
by the atmosphere
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7. |
After You, Destruction
05:10
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So long we looked for the other ones
Far too long until they came to us
We wrapped our arms around their bodies
and merged ourselves into their flesh and minds
After you, destruction
a glimpse of the future
a ghost from the past
After you, destruction
no truer my pursuer
this dose could be the last…
Now we are merging
Breathe in my body
Flowers flesh
Smells jagged
flash of blue
time sees everything true
After you,destruction
a glimpse of the future
a ghost from the past
After you, destruction
no truer my pursuer
this dose could be the last…
I can’t find the words to save us
I Can’t make a sound,
I feel the weight upon us
Haven’t been this far down
Ties my tongue up
Chains me to the floor
Force the mouth open
Won't be silent anymore
After you, destruction
After you, destruction
After you, destruction
After you, destruction
All words and music written by Curse Mackey
Published by Cool Molecule Music (BMI)
All rights reserved.
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Secrets of the Resurrection (Revealed)
Written by Curse Mackey
Well hello Oedipus
What brings you to a place like this
I hear the Secrets of the Resurrection
will be revealed tonight
in recompense
With your pent-up penance
Resplendent in transcendence
With tenderness and vengeance
The greatest thing you’ll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return
The greatest thing you’ll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return
We’re standing on the precipice
With our willing flesh
Miracles, of all weapons,
are the deadliest.
Life is preceded by,
and followed by violence.
Meanwhile, we’re trying to keep together
The disjointed fragments of what remains
of our better selves…
The greatest thing you’ll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return
The greatest thing you’ll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return
Well I’ve met quite a few
fucked up individuals
In my lifetime
And at least
a few of those are me
I’m a fuckin’ heretic
With a crucifix
for a walking stick
it’s cause and effect
I’m much more eloquent
since the accident
The greatest thing you’ll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return
The greatest thing you’ll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return
(Sample)
Live to make the familiar strange
and to make the strange familiar
The greatest thing you’ll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return
The strangest thing you’ll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return
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Dangerous Sleeper
04:46
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DANGEROUS SLEEPER
Written by Curse Mackey
An Invitation moves in silent words
That stirs and aches in the throat
The taste of blood, a metallic sweet
soft-spoken, dizzy death glow
You're breathing hard now
through your teeth,
your ice cold breath is now released
The floor falls open beneath your feet
The cross bares it’s meaning
and loops it…repeat
CHORUS
He is my archangel made flesh
He takes the mark upon his chest
He is my archangel made flesh
Made confession manifest,
He is my archangel made flesh
As broken light suggests
He is my archangel made flesh
hands-on caressed
Verse 2
Cross-dressed confessed
false prophet arrest
undressed conquest
conflict of interest
transgressed unblessed
infested contest Unrest war chest
Our demons repossessed
CHORUS
He is my archangel made flesh
He takes the mark upon his chest
He is my archangel made flesh
Made confession manifest,
He is my archangel made flesh
As broken light suggests
He is my archangel made flesh
hands-on caressed
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10. |
A War to Call Home
05:58
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Curse Mackey Austin, Texas
Esoteric Electronic.
Curse Mackey is an industrial darkwave artist from Austin,
Texas.
Curse Mackey’s new album "Immoral Emporium" is sure to be a highly welcomed entry into the world of dark synth, post-punk, heavy electronic music, pushing the boundaries of genre with a vast dynamic range, from a tortured whisper to a triumphant howl.
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