Copperhead
written by: Jak Locke

version 4:
from Pale Devil Sun: Sacred Malice (December 10th 2020) (5:21)
Lies paint the panorama of the young
Optimistic splatters on an effervescent canvas
The melodies of sirens I was sung return today in echoes of abortion lullaby stanzas

Seek nothing find nothing
It's all prepackaged for you from the self-proclaiming wise
Liberty whispers of the past
How she buckles agony's grasp on me
Find nothing speak nothing
Dwell on all the nothing let the weight preclude a rise
Passionless surfeit fills up my veins
Preyed on by hollow deities that rain on me, rain on me

No guarantees but for the whispers of the stones on these trails of absolutely no direction we struggle to ascend
The silence screams, the innocence of her languid tones
Her raven hair that plays among the dead wind

Seek nothing find nothing
It's all prepackaged for you from the self-proclaiming wise
Liberty whispers of the past
How she buckles agony's grasp on me
Find nothing speak nothing
Dwell on all the nothing let the weight preclude a rise
Passionless surfeit fills up my veins
Preyed on by hollow deities that rain on me, rain on me

Suffered by the past, no more to linger or last
Lover thinks I've something to defend
Exhaustion for emptiness once before my eyes
From here on I paint my own suns to rise

version 3:
from Pale Devil Sun: Demo (March 27th 2018) (4:26)
Lies paint the panorama of the young
Optimistic splatters on an effervescent canvas
The melodies of sirens I was sung
Return today in echoes of abortion lullaby stanzas

Seek nothing find nothing
It's all prepackaged for you from the self-proclaiming wise
Liberty whispers of the past
How she buckles agony's grasp on me
Find nothing speak nothing
Dwell on all the nothing let the weight preclude a rise
Passionless surfeit fills up my veins
Preyed on by hollow deities that rain on me rain on me

No guarantees but for the whispers of the stones
On these trails of absolutely no direction we struggle to ascend
The silence screams, the innocence of her languid tones
Her raven hair that plays among the dead wind

Seek nothing find nothing
It's all prepackaged for you from the self-proclaiming wise
Liberty whispers of the past
How she buckles agony's grasp on me
Find nothing speak nothing
Dwell on all the nothing let the weight preclude a rise
Passionless surfeit fills up my veins
Preyed on by hollow deities that rain on me rain on me

Suffered by the past, no more to linger or last
Lover thinks I've something to defend
Exhaustion for emptiness once before my eyes
From here on I paint my own suns to rise

version 2:
from Flower of Flesh and Bone (October 7th 2008) (4:26)
Lies paint the panorama of the young
Optimistic splatters on an effervescent canvas
The melodies of sirens I was sung
Return today in echoes of abortion lullaby stanzas

Seek nothing find nothing
It's all prepackaged for you from the self-proclaiming wise
Liberty whispers of the past
How she buckles agony's grasp on me
Find nothing speak nothing
Dwell on all the nothing let the weight preclude a rise
Passionless surfeit fills up my veins
Preyed on by hollow deities that rain on me rain on me

No guarantees but for the whispers of the stones
On these trails of absolutely no direction we struggle to ascend
The silence screams, the innocence of her languid tones
Her raven hair that plays among the dead wind

Seek nothing find nothing
It's all prepackaged for you from the self-proclaiming wise
Liberty whispers of the past
How she buckles agony's grasp on me
Find nothing speak nothing
Dwell on all the nothing let the weight preclude a rise
Passionless surfeit fills up my veins
Preyed on by hollow deities that rain on me rain on me

Suffered by the past, no more to linger or last
Lover thinks I've something to defend
Exhaustion for emptiness once before my eyes
From here on I paint my own suns to rise

version 1:
from Rain Cabinet (February 23rd 2007) (4:38)
Lies paint the panorama of the young
Optimistic splatters on an effervescent canvas
The melodies of sirens I was sung
Return today in echoes of abortion lullaby stanzas

Seek nothing find nothing
It's all prepackaged for you from the self-proclaiming wise
Liberty whispers of the past
How she buckles agony's grasp on me
Find nothing speak nothing
Dwell on all the nothing let the weight preclude a rise
Passionless surfeit fills up my veins
Preyed on by hollow deities that rain on me rain on me

No guarantees but for the whispers of the stones
On these trails of absolutely no direction we struggle to ascend
The silence screams, the innocence of her languid tones
Her raven hair that plays among the dead wind

Seek nothing find nothing
It's all prepackaged for you from the self-proclaiming wise
Liberty whispers of the past
How she buckles agony's grasp on me
Find nothing speak nothing
Dwell on all the nothing let the weight preclude a rise
Passionless surfeit fills up my veins
Preyed on by hollow deities that rain on me rain on me

Suffered by the past, no more to linger or last
Lover thinks I've something to defend
Exhaustion for emptiness once before my eyes
From here on I paint my own suns to rise

earliest live performance: December 7th 2007
expanded from "Drowning Stone" (Shut Off, June 24th 2004)