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In Between the Silences

by Behind The Sun

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1.
Fire 05:51
Weird scenes inside the Gold Star Studios improvising a Zen symphony to man but the shadow of some bad god I ate at Arrowhead split my mind back into two again Yesterday's child is now father of the man despite resentment of the puppets stolen tapes... cold cocaine... bleeding out my veins and vibrations...vibrations...who's that speaking in my head? speaking in my head? Burn... burn great country burn fire to soothe my pain wind to whip my hunger consumed by flames on a tidal wave Wild scenes inside my head at the Gold Star Studios wife with unborn child all so much kindling at my command Laurel Canyon sparks ablaze dead wood Los Angeles brighter still against the night Burn... burn great country burn fire to soothe my pain wind to whip my hunger consumed by flames on a tidal wave My ego died a thousand times I saw the universe and understood it all mankind's small place behind the sun and to what end but the devil came in the name of love and burned it all he burned it all he burned it all he burned it all
2.
The first thing I remember, looking out the rear window at my father, getting smaller and smaller as the family car pulled away so I kept my head down, through these seasons of darkness, silent with a smile, but ready to pack up and leave again "We're giving peace a chance" said the man on the radio give up and fade away or walk a path a thousand years long Driving down a brand new highway, through an ancient land, haunted by the ghost of Abraham. We were blinded by power in the land of the cedars victory's a fading vision --- a stillborn dream we started snaking down that hill crossing into no man's land in a masquerade --- as a bloody dragon...our shield and bastion the last one to survive, has only dead men for friends, this wolf keeps walking --- oblivious to the pain Stepping on past tank tracks, through a foreign land haunted by the ghost of Abraham But now she stands there crying, waving goodbye cursing god on her lips wasting my time with this hate and despair when yesterday's history and tomorrow's more of the same
3.
Mother raised up a warrior as she passed him her disease a life to be lived in the shadow and the knowledge of what will be caught within dark infirmary halls that's where he softly spoke to me Drops of coffee from a spoon wild tales of an old friend the days linger and then fade but father's faith never wavered I'm sad to inform you all things played out as expected "I had four good years - when I walked among the living Before I was chained to this hospital bed Before these tubes were all that fed my dying body" but they could not poison his soul There's no miracle here, no glorious end the memory of you stands still your paintings left unfinished I still picture you standing standing one step from the black abyss "I had four good years - when I walked among the living Before I was chained to this hospital bed Before these tubes were all that fed my dying body" but they could not poison his soul Calm as the desert with no cure to hold you back
4.
Near the town of Jericho after the sun sets behind the mountains I've passed a city in the dusk a splendor like no other of glittering jewels and diamonds in the dust on a basin of stone and sand only to see her fade away again sinking into the desert in a flash flood a lost treasure of the nomads Don't let it dazzle you or play tricks on your mind the beautiful mirage stand facing the sun in the first rays of light let the shadows fall behind She rises out of the sandstorms queen of the desert long crow black waving hair commands her troops without a word her eyes illuminates them all I found myself riding that storm Should you bear witness at the grand dance of the birds of prey their wild colors at the fading day a divine tapestry for you the dead Are you still waiting for flashing signs and visions? are you still biting at the hand that feeds you? driven to extremes with a hunger that never ends out on the highway let the chips fall where they may Birds circle, roar above shadows gather unto a night the land of the prophets a body without a head shackled to their master's hands a promise of demise soldiers passing by hyenas in their thousands wait laughing like a mad men This land has bled so many lives you're born to live and not to die! desperately waiting for the night fall embraced by the crimson skies Are you still waiting for flashing signs and visions? are you still biting at the hand that frees you? driven to extremes with a beauty that never ends out on the highway
5.
In broad daylight I try and fail to hide in between the silences within the spaces left by time But not for lack of sentences oh, the bitter futility of words nothing left here but stinging cold yet the anger... the anger still burns Holding on just to hold on we're like, broken clocks twice a day stand up for your right to make two wrongs things fall apart anyway I admit some surprise I never thought it would be this easy to burn my own house down burn it down to the ground but in the dying embers of life I found myself there healing the walls came tumbling down as I found my path to freedom Holding on just to hold on we're like broken clocks twice a day stand up for your right to make two wrongs things fall apart anyway
6.
May 1969 04:12
7.
Americaj 08:18
And when she gets to the promised land, over that golden gate She will sell her body and join her brothers there, on the sidewalk In a California death knell, spare change and cigarettes Red pills, white lines, blue wine, Pacific standard sunrise And out there in the valley, her slaves are picking grapes And putting up our temples, to multi colored gods Americaj By the river of Los Angeles, there’s an ancient ritual going on There’s a pyramid of skulls, with dollar signs for eyes An Aztec murder, updated for our times All too human, just like human sacrifice And tent cities arise, fair trade, coffee chain While the mansions on the coast, keep reaching for the sky reaching for the sky Americaj, the beautiful Veiled and bound, Americaj, so graceful, stoned and dead Stop using your children as cash machines burying them alive under siege and servitude the wave of humanity awaits out on the streets picnicking on the graves of the fallen there’s a strange fire on the western shore where oil’s running low trash, rags and silicone shaky grounds for homes bathing in nicotine and breeding by telephone but there’s still time to turn this ship around listen! Americaj, the beautiful Veiled and bound, Americaj, majesty, stoned and dead Thomas Paine lies in a shallow grave while liberty is flooded over by icebergs and blood diamonds and the smell of hope burning a self styled poet carves epithets into the arms of a throne in Americaj the Beautiful in Americaj Americaj
8.
The Burning 04:54
A greater man could stand in the fire and not be burned. I have not the strength to turn away, from old hatreds of a thousand years, and the brief satisfaction of a well placed blade. Feels like darkness in my veins, can't see the sky today Damn Eve that wicked witch with her hair pulled back makes me bow down low curse her and her kind as I'm struck down fast and I gasp and I slip below Damn neighbors spread lies and deceit I'm a fool to heed what I have not seen for... Damn myself with my pride intact I'm a dead man now what have I got to show Feels like darkness in my veins can't see the sky today Ancient laws ... just marks hewed in stone ransom paid ... and left unknown carried asunder by pride ... adrift at sea now the lawless time begins Tongues of fire are laughing laughing rivers of flame are burning burning pyres of blood glowing brighter and brighter on our island of ashes frozen cold For the failure to forgive our own misgiven sins will our island of ashes be laid low Tongues of fire are laughing laughing rivers of flame are burning burning pyres of blood glowing brighter and brighter on our island of ashes frozen cold

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Aaron Lieber - lead and rhythm guitar
Dan Henry Levy - bass
Raviv Babila - lead and rhythm guitar
Gad Erez - vocals
Saar Gur - drums

Extra guitars on "City in the Dusk" by Baruch Ben Izhak

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released April 1, 2017

Produced by Baruch Ben Izhak
Recorded at Harafsoda Shel Mookie Studios (Tel-Aviv, Israel) and Tarazan studios (Rockfour) (Tel-Aviv, Israel)
Pre-production mixes: Shir Deutch
Mixed by Daniel Strosberg at Keoss Studios (Tel-Aviv, Israel)
Mastered by Maor Appelbaum at Maor Appelbaum Mastering, Los Angeles, CA (USA)

Artwork and design by Mattijn Franssen (www.nomansart.com)

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Behind The Sun Rehovot, Israel

Behind the Sun play the heavy music of the northern desert, a storm of sound cutting the wasteland to reveal ancient spirits and modern madness.
Behind the Sun was formed on the edges of Israel’s vast Negev desert. The music and lyrics on their debut album speak of their personal trials and tribulations living in this heavenly but harsh land.
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