Hymns from the Blazing Flesh

by Stairs to Nowhere

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about

We have made a new record. It has been a long time in the making and we’re very proud of the result. We locked ourselves away for a few weeks on our boat where we built our own studio so we could do whatever we wanted, i.e. burn piano’s, scream at the sky and electrocute each other while singing. It was amazing. We have decided to call our second album 'Hymns from the Blazing Flesh'. It contains 13 songs and it is now yours. You may pay what you like through bandcamp (credit card & paypal accepted) or donate directly to 5696360, Stairs to Nowhere V.O.F. If enough money is raised with sales, there may be a vinyl release.

As with most things, the sweet goes with the bitter. We have decided that with the release of this album, it is time for Stairs to Nowhere to call it a day. We've put a lot of ourselves into this record and for various reasons we have not been able to get everything back into our bodies again. We've always tried to remain true to the axiom that we'd give it everything or nothing, always. At the present time, we cannot give you everything, so you will get nothing. We sank the boat and gave away most of our stuff.

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▲▲Stairs to Nowhere is on indefinite hiatus▲▲

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Our music is released under a Creative Commons Attribution Non-commercial Share Alike license.
If you're a producer, DJ, remixer, whatever and want to get your hands on the master tapes of one of our tracks for remixing or sampling, please send an e-mail to benvangaalen@gmail.com.

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released October 12, 2011

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Music & lyrics by Stairs to Nowhere:
▵Bram Colijn
▷Tim Mooij
▽Daniël Danse
◃Benjamin van Gaalen

Producer:
▢Martijn Doolaard

Sound Engineer:
◎Jasper de Groot, Puree Productions

Mastering:
◯Paul-Matthijs Lombert at The Mastering Factory, Eindhoven.

Drums recorded at IJland Studios, Amsterdam.

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Track Name: Invocation
HOLY! HOLY! HOLY!
HOLY! HOLY! HOLY!
HOLY! HOLY! HOLY!
drag me up rusty cranes
no heights I fear
no claws will tear my clothes
Track Name: Sky Burial
tie me with ropes to the solid ground
network of radars force me down
I will
I will ascend for I fear no heights
I will be launched be propelled I will rise
I will look down

show dissolution your sabreteeth
fear no surrender to ecstasy
I will
though I be vanquished by giant wings
though I be shredded by jet engines
I will look down

drag me up rusty cranes
no heights I fear
no claws will tear my clothes
no sabreteeth

I fear no one

though I be torn up by clouds of beaks
though I be chased by a million spears
I will look down

drag me up rusty cranes
no heights I fear
no claws will tear my clothes
no sabreteeth

I fear no heights
Track Name: Urban Riots
quiet roads under glittering glass
I will seize you, I police you
fill the streets with a menacing mass
'we should dream more! we should scream more!'

you control me with a rock in your fist
I obeyed you now I’ll break you
all I’m saying is that the riots have started again
all I'm saying is we need more trained and single men
all I'm saying is that it’s wildly out of control
all I'm saying is that the cops came and took us all

come on
rattle the shields of freedom now
bottles are breaking all around
so come on

all I'm saying is that it’s never enough
you who cheat us you will meet us
all I'm saying is that the riots have started again
all I'm saying is we need more trained and single men
all I'm saying is that it’s wildly out of control
all I'm saying is that the cops came and took us all

so come on!
Track Name: Tupolev Daydream
show us both hands
Francis show your scars
you recall the plane crash, right?
fire did consume all aboard
-all but you-
will you tell the people at home how that feels?

panic from the cockpit
then the mud on your teeth
fingers smoldered softly, right?
tell us what you saw in the kerosene blaze
share with us the horror of that dark orange haze

report now
millions of people wanna know how you feel

you were deaf, blinded
galaxies away
talking to a creature, right?
how did you experience waking up burnt?
will you draw the creature that made you return?

report now
millions of people wanna know how you feel
so Francis did you return just to swallow your story?

and at last Francis replied:
'all i have seen and felt, done, and heard
with each passing hour becomes less relevant to you'

show us both hands
show us your hands
Track Name: The Flight of the Anti-Ming Rebels
show me your karate make your body a karate machine
welcome to the movies you're a hero but you die in this scene
fame is on the horizon
but celebrated critics always come and torture you and your dreams

the catastrophic anti-ming karate club is forced to retreat
radical fanatics on the verge of facing total defeat
armies on the horizon
predatory forces are upon us and our wives as we speak

they're closing in
they'll hunt us down
we're not in a movie
wake up your wives
cover their eyes
they want to pierce your skin with shells with rocks with aluminum

it's the machines! it’s the machines!
the predatory forces
wake up your wives
cover their eyes
they wanna pierce your skin with shells with rocks with aluminum

show me your karate make your body a karate machine
Track Name: Time, close your rivers above me (I)
(((glossolalia)))
Track Name: Time, close your rivers above me (II)
down by the river
barefoot in the sand
drawn to the current
I know this current never will end
rise up where I stand
soak up all I am
now rise

I want to be suspended
in everything forever, pressure
my golden moment
wash me so clean
cityscapes are sinking
I'm sinking smiling, naked
overwhelm me
I'll gasp for air

I'll gasp for air
I'll gasp for air
carried by the waves to the infinite ocean beds
make me aware
make me aware
I am at the mercy of waves big as industry
taller than industry
dark as infinity
time, close your rivers above me
now

down by the river
clothes torn by the wind
fighting is useless
I only start a fight if I win

I want to be suspended
in everything forever, pressure
my golden moment wash me so clean
cityscapes are sinking
I'm sinking smiling, naked
overwhelm me

I'll gasp for air
I'll gasp for air
I'll gasp for time
close your rivers above me
Track Name: Song for Cleansing (and Death)
waiting in dark and quiet streets you see a sign
no dragon's gonna scream tonight
in the blackness light a match by your face
smile, sinner! set the night ablaze!
tonight you're a sundancer

your clothes will be torn apart!
your mask will be shattered hard!
your feet, they will radiate!
your shoes will disintegrate!
your hair will be dripping sweat!
your face will be burning red!
your thoughts will be pure.
your skin meets the solid ground!
the generous fertile ground!
no catch-phrase or slogan sounds!
no hyper-reality
no neon pornography

back in the dark and quiet streets
clogged ears and eyes
malfunction in a world of hypes
jingles, sirens, sex-ads! check my hair!
my tired mind is unaware
but tonight
I'm a sundancer

my clothes will be torn apart!
my mask will be shattered hard!
my feet they will radiate!
my shoes will disintegrate!
my hair will be dripping sweat!
my face will be burning red!
my thoughts will be pure!
my skin meets the solid ground!
the generous, fertile ground!
no catch-phrase or slogan sounds!
no hyper-reality
no neon pornography
Track Name: Howls
walk about like a pack of wolves
snowy ground, it's night in the woods
what if I stumble suddenly
what if it smells the blood it needs
howling
howling

hunted, running on frozen feet
crawling shadows, enclosing teeth
cold voices cursing frostbite and bones
old ghosts rehearsing devouring songs
howling
howling for the enclosing kill
howling

wolves encircle the holy ground
fear is like hot nails in your mouth
call it a last stance, a desperate try
I may not survive
but know half of you will die

with branches in my hair
my last breath be a fire
promptly the trees start burning
come unto me
come hear me howling
howling
howling for the enclosing kill
howling
Track Name: A Call to the Cautious
come on set fire to your house
come light a match in your hearts
leave your gold and jewels in the sand
they'll give you only broken necks and hands
come let us run through the night

you were a fleet stuck in nowhere, sailing in the ice
I was a coal train out of control
so now we're crashing through this violent land
and not a million ropes could hold us back
come line our road with your lights

now I want to see you dragging your bones across mountain tops
the highest hills, the longest drop
in the water
in the water

bodies are blasted clean with air
gravity smiles and pulls us near
as we’re falling
as we’re falling

just seconds away from age-old depths
unified, exchanging breath
in the water
in the water

what is the word that says the unspoken?
what is a drop when out of the ocean?
come on cautious
come out of nowhere

our bodies can not be controlled
all returns to where it flows
in the water
in the water
Track Name: Marble Puma
(((my solemn miracle
monument for an age to come
this son I cut from stone
a grave stillness of the horizon
product of my brazen hands
this shape is of my progeny
and as sure as I will wither
in him
I will be)))

no way, no way, my offspring is he
my eyes, my face, my violent grace
have you lost your head
no way

when my child attacks I will sing
(((and you shall hear silence)))
his subtle movements' praise
(((for what move more subtle than a mountain?)))
the rhythm of his jaws
(((not thee)))
all I am is he
the melody of his muscles I wrote
and named it after me

cold stone, dead stone
your name is unknown
crumble
crumble
your statue will fall
and you'll lose your head
your name
no name

(((and you who claim to know exactly enough
are tainted by your own experimental violence
and as your lungs fill
with the dust swept up in my century
his tongue will sing the song of my silence
I will be
I will be remembered
in my stone offspring
bury myself into the sky
like a candle melting in reverse
and you will fall
still and silent
in the shadow of my scion)))

where we converge
marble shapes grow claws
Track Name: Ascension
now ignite in us an unquenchable fire
so the skin on our faces becomes rough
like unpolished diamonds with lines
carved deep into our foreheads
from the many knives we weren't able to dodge.
May our voices sound like a choir on a mountaintop during a snowstorm.
Halleluiah.

On an island where the air is thick with light and the tinkling of jewelry
we wait like beggars among the silk and porcelain
to burst into a million candles.
Now unleash in us a violent storm of inspiration.
Halleluiah.

Multiply the scars on our hands as we ascend along frozen metal bars above a million streetlights and fistfights.
May our thoughts grow like wild flowers in rusty machines,
may our skills like waves express noises from below.
Then we will wear our experiences like elegant jewelry, we will always successfully escape from prison with diamonds.
Halleluiah.

Illuminate all our faces in cold nights far from home.