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Belly Of The Hopeless

by Ceiling Demons

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©ough©ool Eerie & encapsulating "alternative" hip-hop (they know no other way)... Stones sounds like being trapped between awareness & unconsciousness, maybe accidental or drug induced... Creativity is thriving here... I will dwell in this space to gain my footing & strength again Favorite track: Belly Of The Hopeless.
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1.
Stones 03:35
Starlight's heighten the heights of night-time Rush with the rhythms, move in disguise Nothing is hidden, it's all in position Another transition We end in the beginning Swimming in empathy, sleeping on ceilings Zoned into signs I'll be walking the lines Between the planets and fires in orbital life Remove the remorse that I've left behind Sickened by thinking, wallow forbidden We end in the beginning My skeleton figure moves like the river Near the danger, but removed from the picture We sink like stones Magnets react to the orchestra's flow Laughing in melody, a choir of memories Rolls through these lands Now we sink like stones Hollowed out corpses explored by torturous Souls get caught in this whole world order it's cold and glorious, under the radius Roll like Sisyphus Taking the piss, poor pictures, trigger happy fingers Slip of the tongue, twister, whisper Smoke and mirrors, led by scriptures Found by litter pickers Pride and honour Translates like horror Stories graphic, debaucheries squalor Follow the poisonous, swallow the seeds and see the trees grieve in the breeze Tomorrow could see another deceased We sink like stones.
2.
I battled with the bottle but I had to do it sozzled Puzzled by poison, I shovel the dirt that I live in With a digging dignity written in the stars Look up to the legends Shining inspiration on the doubts and hesitations That are stopping you from facing All the fears that you’re escaping Making nothing but problems for the things that you’re craving Your heart is not vacant You wear it like a bracelet A chain that isn’t braking On a wrist that the blade has tasted But never liked the taste of Spit the venom on the paper Punch the future so you’ll wake it From the death defining moment In the belly of the hopeless Focus. Focus, focus high in the belly of the hopeless Focus, focus Look up then down in the belly of the hopeless This is the depth of death This is the start of what’s next Step towards oneness Into the arms of openness Shed the old skin and let go The man I was hangs like a shadow The water will drown the shallow and bring hope to the hollow Hallowed dreams of tomorrow Identify and eclipse the sorrow Everything you owned was borrowed Everyone has paths to follow Everything you own is borrowed The silence speaks so loud It will wake up this whole house Silence speaks so loud From a tomb once lost in a battle To a tune that makes your ribcage rattle We create a tone that's never quite settled But set the bar to raise the level From a tomb once lost in a battle To a tune that makes your ribcage rattle We create a tone that's never quite settled But set the bar to raise the level
3.
What we love is not enough Blown apart by the gust Push your luck and test your trust Ignore the voices from above Turn to drink and drown in drugs I can’t hear your silent word So the silence cuts and hurts This voiceless house will surely burn If these flames proceed to yearn Demons ash this future urn Smoke grows quick, will love return Will love return? What we love is not enough Blown apart by the gust Push your luck and test your trust, ignore the voices from above Turn to drink and drown in drugs I can’t hear your silent word So this silence cuts and hurts Will love return? Will love return? It feels pointless now Am I voiceless now In this ocean of fidget crowds? Can you hear me now? I will burn this house I’m smoking too much for you to put me out It feels pointless now Am I voiceless now in this ocean of fidget crowds? Can you hear me now? I will burn this house I’m smoking too much for you to put me out What we love is not enough Blown apart by the gust Push your luck and test your trust Ignore the voices from above What we love is not enough Blown apart by the gust Push your luck and test your trust Ignore the voices from above
4.
Hold on just a minute If you hold it then you feel it If you haven’t got no limits Then you’re limitless Hold on just a minute If you hold it then you feel it If you haven’t got no limits Then you’re limitless Are you through with it? Flaking out – hypocrite I’ll rewrite this fucking script Leave my mark – hieroglyph Many Rivers – Jimmy Cliff Cross and crossed, kiss and dig Treasured touch, now a stitch Get a grip, burn the bridge Let it out, take a whiz On the world –apocalypse Substance abuse, scientist Take a hit, miss the hint Drowning habits try and swim Lights flash, start to spin At it again, lost your friends Smoke your mind, mind your step Dance with death, no regrets Ceilings, floors, seeped in sweat Lost for breath, cigarette Out of line, on a trip. Missed the train, mixed your drinks Cut the shit, tricky kid Missed the train, mixed your drinks Cut the shit, tricky kid Hold on just a minute If you hold it then you feel it If you haven’t got no limits Then you’re limitless Hold on just a minute If you hold it then you feel it If you haven’t got no limits Then you’re limitless Spread your wings, sticking skins Wrap it up, now let's begin That sign of spring, three months in March towards, the quire sings Abide in me, die with me Climb aboard and ride the breeze The empty road and sceneries, all around now stop and breathe Stop and breathe, breathe and stop For real, and give it what you've got Not the first time, not the last Dig it up, just like the past Shed the mask, have a laugh We were young and had a blast Make a splash, took a bath Now we're old, time goes too fast Missed the train, mixed your drinks Cut the shit, tricky kid Missed the train, mixed your drinks Cut the shit, tricky kid Missed the train, mixed your drinks Cut the shit, tricky kid
5.
Open Eyes 05:09
Open eyes aligned in a moment in time Locked in desire, envisioned in mind Open eyes aligned in a moment in time Locked in desire, envisioned in mind Dissolve disillusion Breath in pure truth In rhythms we move In music we bloom In visions we see In music we move Dissolve disillusion Breath in pure truth The distant clouds make the people proud Loud and clear, they scream and shout No more fear, no more doubt The tribal drums beat the restless crowd - into shapes and into sounds. Feel the pulse and figure it out Piece by piece, unmask, believe See the ghosts and speak to these Sacred souls have love for you but love yourself and you'll be true When you do, this world will choose, to give you gifts, knowledge and truths. Turn the page, I wrote the stage into the play - an outlet for the rage
6.
Sundays 04:35
Stigmata take my dagger Cut my throat and kill the swagger Curse the strange in us, become the dangerous Can the man, defeat the monstrous? Go ahead and open the pictures, unzip the folder Self absorbed climates feel the moister Sinking under, your airwaves anger, thicker and darker My vision delivers insight Coughing up stage fright This might be the night if you can only realise That the tension is undressing and learn these lessons Believe diseased questions Sleepless nights end the movie The credits roll and the room is empty Sleepless nights end the movie Gloomy like my moods, and they consume me Answers are mistaken identities Tragedies, without the subtleties or artistic integrities Answers are lonely and gritty Gloomy like my moods, and they consume me Sleepless nights end the movie The credits roll and the room is empty Sleepless nights end the movie Gloomy like my moods, and they consume me Stigmata, take my dagger Cut my throat and kill the swagger Curse the strange in us, become the dangerous Can the man, defeat the monstrous? I'm emulous and I'm floating on the waves Never really capable of taping all those lies to the grave, and i'm fearful there really is a God Even though I'm always anxious I'm living like I'm not Sticky wickets, watching films in snippets, bracing for a hat trick Am I at the steering wheel or am I scalextrix? Is he at the steering wheel or is he scalextric? Slumberless, I'm one step ahead of you, just one more year to go I've been touched by a King I whispered to the wind It's hard to be happy when your heart is made of tin

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Ceiling Demons return with a 6 track EP for Frux Tapes.
Order the limited cassette tape here:
fruxtapes.bandcamp.com/album/belly-of-the-hopeless

Belly of the Hopeless deals a blow of northern grit and rawness, intertwined with the trip-hop/punk sensibilities of its Bristol-born producer Jonathan Swift of Outside Your House.

"Its mood is incredibly dark but like all good hip hop it commands you to listen to the story and the additional bleak production ensures the mood hits home.... already picking up support from Tom Robinson and Scroobius Pip amongst others" www.tipping-point.co.uk

Watch the stop motion animated video for Stones by Callum Scott-Dyson here: bit.ly/24VDLvv

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released May 27, 2016

Words Ceiling Demons
Music & Production Jonathan Swift
Mastered by Faithful Johannes
Original artwork Tim Coomber
Design artwork Joe Keys

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Ceiling Demons England, UK

Alternative art-rap / spoken word band from North Yorkshire.

Born out of bereavement, the group consist of twin brother frontmen, Psy Ceiling & Dan Demon, Beat Demon, Shadow, S. Reed & Art Demon.

The DIY collective are known for their emotionally charged work, their use of masks & their unique live performances that encapsulate music, art & the human condition.
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