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Fire To The Fuse

by Heathen Apostles

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    Mather Louth - vocals
    Chopper Franklin - guitar, banjo, mandolin, keyboards
    Thomas Lorioux - bass
    Luis Mascaro - violin
    Stevyn Grey - drums

    Jyrki 69 - backing vocal on Evil Spirits

    Produced and mixed by Chopper Franklin
    Recorded at the Devil’s Doghouse, Echo Park, California

    All songs by Louth/Franklin (Mather Louth Creative/Ratchet Blade Music) except Fist City (Lynn), Bang, Bang (Bono) and Lily of the West (traditional).
    Songs #11, 12 and 13 from the Without A Trace EP (RBR 721).
    Mastered by Geza X for CityLab Productions
    © 2015 Ratchet Blade Records

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1.
Fool's Gold 03:45
Love once tolled its bells And lured my lips to drink from tainted wells My tongue learned poison's taste No kiss removes the trace Skies once filled with light And blinded our perception of the night The stars we were assigned In haste, found their decline Oh, oh All the promises we made were lies we told Oh, oh What's to come will never be a band of gold A band of gold Green once grew our path And cut our legs on razor blades of grass The years trod down in mud Decayed and drained of blood Vows once held their own And bound my breath to chains that sank like stones "To have, and to hold" Those words now leave me cold Oh, oh All the promises we made were lies we told Oh, oh What's to come will never be a band of gold A band of gold So long, and ever far away All traces of the hope once shared Now left to rot inside a shallow grave "To have, and to hold" Those words now leave me cold Oh, oh All the promises we made were lies we told Oh, oh What's to come will never be a band of gold A band of gold Oh, oh All the promises were broken and untrue Oh, oh What's to come will never be borrowed or blue Borrowed or blue
2.
Days of sifting through the rubble Oh lord, I've drowned in trouble An ocean of misfortunes I must keep Left alone to ever wallow With tears I could not swallow I long to trade the bitter for the sweet Nights of wailing out for Mary Oh lord, my arms can't carry The burdens ever gather at my door Shame for sins I cannot bury A life in solitary The years will find me roaming evermore Days pass by me like an arrow Oh lord, my hope is narrow The path before my feet forever bleak Born to ever die in sorrow No light found in tomorrow No answers for the questions that I seek Nights pass by without a warning Oh lord, my heart is mourning The stillness of its silence brings no peace Tides weigh down on me so heavy The flood breaks past the levee Yet never does my pain find its release
3.
Yveline 03:17
I was born with a cursed streak in me Stars were crossed, and so sealed my Fate The tragic flaw in this malady Took the form of desire in wait Fortune never smiled in my favor With regards to the mysteries of love Was I let off for good behavior? Were you sent from below or from above? Yveline You awaken the murder in me Yveline Such a beautiful end to my peace What a cruel and complete surrender To be bent to the whims of her will As I sought ever to content her She thought only to shoot for the kill My heart held in savage suspension When each night, she would flee my side Still I buried my apprehension Was it out of love or out of pride? Yveline You awaken the murder in me Yveline Such a beautiful end to my peace` How many men must I contend with? How was I sent this unending curse? Yveline You awaken the murder in me Yveline Such a beautiful end to my peace`
4.
Fist City 05:11
A you've been makin' your brags around town That you've been a lovin' my man But the man I love, when he picks up trash He puts it in a garbage can And that's what a you look like to me And what I see is a pity Ya better close your face and stay outta my way If ya don't wanna go…To Fist City Chorus: If ya don't wanna go to fist city Ya better detour around my town 'Cause I'll grab you by the hair a the head And I'll lift a you off a the ground I'm not a sayin' my baby's a saint 'cause he ain't N' that he won't cat around with a kitty I'm here to tell ya gal to lay offa my man If ya don't wanna go to Fist City Come on and tell me what you told my friends If you think you're brave enough And I'll show you what a real woman is Since you think you're hot stuff You'll bite off more than you can chew If you get too cute or witty You better move your feet if you don't wanna eat A meal that's called Fist City
5.
Evil Spirits 02:53
Lost my share of hands taking gambles When the cards weren't dealt out clean Shot my luck from the barrel of a gun Now the shells are scattered at my feet All the walls came crashing down on me But the noise wouldn't make a sound in me Now the air has changed and I'm struggling to relearn how to breathe Life is rearranged, body's buried but with no time left to grieve All the walls came crashing down on me But the noise wouldn't make a sound in me I need I need I need a reason to breathe I need a reason to bleed I need a reason to believe I need a reason to be All the walls came crashing down on me But the noise wouldn't make a sound in me
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After the fire is to the fuse What's left to do but wait? No truth will hide behind the ruse Presented as the bait After the thrill has left the chase What words would not sound trite? The passion turned so commonplace Once held up to the light Void of fire, void of sight Void of comfort here tonight The ashes scatter to the wind Void of love, void of sound Void of hope left to be found The fingers traced on lifeless skin After the final rites are read Why leave the cross displayed? The last confessions left for dead Once trust had been betrayed Void of fire, void of sight Void of comfort here tonight The ashes scatter to the wind Void of love, void of sound Void of hope left to be found The fingers traced on lifeless skin When will it begin And when did it end?
8.
Death's Head 03:30
Seen a con man dangle from a hangman's hitch And an altar boy strangled at a fever pitch Seen a man named Jones with a drowned man's bloat Caught his lover's bones neath a buzzard's throat And they say it started once I rolled in Seen a fistful of dollars cost a man his head And a wealthy scholar stab his wife in their bed Saw a star crossed bride lose the blush in her cheek When her groom had died at the mouth of a creek And they say it started once I rolled in What they've all failed to see There lies a common thread Stranger in blood is me Rearing my death's head Seen a zealot preacher murder in god's name And a lovelorn teacher smother his old flame Seen a teenage mother throw her child down a well Just before her brother shot them both to hell And they say it started once I rolled in Seen the dried up lees of a mail order bride With her pet Maltese poisoned at her side Seen a schoolgirl bludgeoned with a Louisville bat I heard her kissing cousin could be traced to that And they say it started once I rolled in
9.
Bang Bang 03:01
I was five and he was six We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white He would always win the fight Bang bang, he shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby shot me down. Seasons came and changed the time When I grew up, I called him mine He would always laugh and say "Remember when we used to play?" Bang bang, I shot you down Bang bang, you hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, I used to shoot you down. Music played, and people sang Just for me, the church bells rang. Now he's gone, I don't know why And till this day, sometimes I cry He didn't even say goodbye He didn't take the time to lie. Bang bang, he shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby shot me down...
10.
There is no shelter The dogs have run astray I look for answers In what I could not say The distance traveled To shed this restless skin I stand before you With longings held within We tread the line No words exchanged The measure of time Remains unchanged We tread the line Will time remember The follies of our youth? I draw the curtain To hide away the truth We tread the line No words exchanged The measure of time Remains unchanged We tread the line Forgive the ways of my heart Let us pass through the fire unscathed If night should swallow all the stars Let us learn to mark their graves We tread the line No words exchanged The measure of time Remains unchanged We tread the line
11.
Where, oh where are those gray eyes like arrows? Dark hair the shade of raven's wing Do they now find their sleep 'neath the barrows? No message does the nightbird bring I begged and pleaded daily Implored on bended knee The one I love so madly Return him back to me Midnight winds roll through weeping willows Constellations doomed to form your face (hallelujah) Fifteen miles east of Amarillo Lover lost and gone without a trace Once we walked hand in hand through the meadows My feet now wander without aim Our days of summer now cast in shadows Never again to bear his name I begged and pleaded daily Implored on bended knee The one I love so madly Return back to me Midnight winds roll through weeping willows Constellations doomed to form your face (hallelujah) Fifteen miles east of Amarillo Lover lost and gone without a trace I begged and pleaded daily Implored on bended knee The one I love so madly Return him back to me!! Alone….Alone… Midnight winds roll through weeping willows Constellations doomed to form your face (hallelujah) Fifteen miles east of Amarillo Lover lost and gone without a trace Million tears cast upon my pillow Consummation of the fall from grace Fifteen miles east of Amarillo Lover lost and gone without a trace Alone….Alone…Alone…Alone...
12.
Before you go and twist the knife, dear Lay your plastic on my floor If my life is yours tonight here Then at least I'd bleed no more We stumbled ever blindly Never reaching common ground The years have not been kindly There's no hope left to be found Before you go and sling your arrows Best to stand and lay your aim If I am to fall by your bow Then I'll shoulder no more blame We crumbled while politely Tred over the truth inside Remained just to seem rightly Now all that was good has died (chorus 1) To be found, to be found We buried our love in the ground Before you go and wish me dead, dear Choose the plot where I will lay I've learned better than to shed tears O'er a love that's run astray (chorus 1) (chorus 2)
13.
When first I come to Louisville, my fortune there to find There was a maiden there from Lexington was pleasing to my mind Her rosy cheeks, her ruby lips, like arrows pierced my breast And the name she bore was Flora, the lily of the west. I courted lovely Flora some pleasure there to find But she turned unto another man which so distressed my mind She robbed me of my liberty, deprived me of my rest Still I loved my faithless Flora, the lily of the west. It was down in yonder shady grove, with a man of high degree Conversin' with my Flora there, seemed so strange to me The answers that she gave to him sore did my heart address I was betrayed by Flora, the lily of the west. I stood up my rival, my dagger in my hand I seized him by the collar, and boldly made him stand In an act of desperation I pierced him in the breast All this for lovely Flora, the lily of the west. I had to stand my trial, and I had to make my plea They put me in a criminal box and made a mess of me Although she’s thrown my life away, deprived me of the rest Still I love my faithless Flora, the Lily of the west.

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released October 31, 2015

Mather Louth - vocals
Chopper Franklin - guitar, banjo, mandolin, keyboards
Thomas Lorioux - bass
Luis Mascaro - violin
Stevyn Grey - drums

Jyrki 69 - backing vocal on Evil Spirits

Produced and mixed by Chopper Franklin
Recorded at the Devil’s Doghouse, Echo Park, California

All songs by Louth/Franklin (Mather Louth Creative/Ratchet Blade Music) except Fist City (Lynn), Bang, Bang (Bono) and Lily of the West (traditional).
Songs #11, 12 and 13 from the Without A Trace EP (RBR 721).
Mastered by Geza X for CityLab Productions
© 2015 Ratchet Blade Records

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Heathen Apostles Los Angeles, California

"If there is such a thing in the current fringe roots genre as a supergroup, it would certainly be the Los Angeles-based dark roots and gothic country band Heathen Apostles, who includes ex-members of Radio Noir (Mather Louth), The Cramps (Chopper Franklin), Kings of Nuthin’ (Thomas Lorioux) in its ranks. That is one hell of a lineup." - No Depression Magazine ... more

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