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Conflagrations

by Scaevola's Fire

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1.
One winter’s eve, in the burning cold A new and wretched queen had taken hold Gathering my wood for the evening fire I saw the people’s health was growing dire Rats in the streets, death in the air And yet the people seemed so unaware She’d brought the plague upon our town And so I thought I’d burn her castle down
2.
Someone must’ve lit a hand of glory I’ve been asleep for days Someone must’ve lit a hand of glory And stole my life away Back in the morn when the sun was rising Spices hid the rotten meat I haven’t got a speck of bread to barter now the sun beats down on me How, so half-alive, might I subsist? When I find that Cockaigne don’t exist? When, The hand keeps burning on Burning on The hand keeps burning on Just for me! That wheel keeps turning on Turning on That wheel keeps turning on But not for me! And it spins Along I think of what will come when the sun is falling, And if that wheel will spin And if it won’t, am I left here crying Lost in my own chagrin? Does the seed ever plan to grow? And of its bearings could it ever know? (A Capella) When, the hand keeps burning on Burning on The hand keeps burning on Just for me! That wheel keeps turning on Turning on That wheel keeps turning on But not for me! And it spins Along
3.
Grace sat on Selena Moor Not sure what she sat there for ‘Cause each day passed the same And the pixies could change their face But not the way they treated Grace They played her like a game And Ooh hoo A mirage despite the years And Ooh hoo They were heartless it appears Is she gonna fly away from them? Is it all the same with other men? A changeling feigned her demise For the people of a child’s size Who grew smaller with every change Their powers were transferred Grace would turn into a bird And visit her old flame Ooooooo Ooooooo And Ooh hoo Is it only real to them? And Ooh hoo Could she live again? Is she gonna fly away from them? Is it all the same with other men?
4.
Now, Devil in disguise Demons in her eyes Panders you to prominence She, dressing in despair Midnight in her hair Brings only empty promises Hear me people, she’s cursed me well before Nectar’s kiss for a heart that’s sore Wicked woman, I see you’re back for more And I know I know I know I know this is war Cause she’s the Queen of Evil She’s made you blind Queen of evil So unkind Queen of evil She’s in your mind Her spell, I feel it in the air Dyin’ Til you don’t want to live no more See, as time grows long She’ll treat you wrong But you’ll never leave who you adore Listen people, I’m here to testify She’ll say it’s love but it’s all a lie Witchy woman will surely mystify And I know I know I know I know I know why Evil Evil Evil Her evil’s in your minds Her evil’s in our minds Her evil’s in my mind Cause she’s the Queen of Evil She’s made you blind Queen of evil So unkind Queen of evil She’s in your mind
5.
Blemmyae 03:12
Blemmyae have no heads, eyes upon their chests instead Blemmyae make no friends, cannibals are how they’re bred They say they’re really different I think we’re all the same In our minds In our minds They try to be so different Beg to be unique How much does it matter When we’re six feet deep? Blemmyae, one world known, choose with kin to stay alone Illusions of skin and bone, the differences that they bemoan What does it mean to be different When we’re all the same? Father Time is on my shoulder Telling me that Nature’s king. If our souls had no bodies Would that really change a thing? Mmmm who could say Mm who could say Mmm It wouldn’t be the same We try to be so different Beg to be unique How much does it matter When we’re six feet deep?
6.
Silhouettes conceal the setting sun Fool on a hillside heard by none Am I lonesome? You know that I am. Am I lonesome? You know that I am Malady of mind makes me efface Watching them pick nightshade at the base Am I lonesome? You know that I am. Am I lonesome? You know that I am. There they pick nightshade All while their days fade There they pick nightshade Follow a charade There they pick nightshade Nightshade Nightshade Nightshade
7.
1000 days out on the sea We’ve lost the bay, where could it be? Can you hear it? We’re drawing near it! Must be the Lady of the sea! Yeah! Lady of the Sea Mesmerizing me Always bringing death to my life Take the wheel! I’m gonna crash! Tie me up To the mast! We’re getting closer! The rocks enclose her Woah, that Lady of the sea! Yea! Lady of the Sea Mesmerizing me Always bringing death to my life
8.
O, below is Farmer Tom, toiling at his till That before his father gave to him against his will As Baron Green’s wagon disappears into the night Yearning for his easel, Tom turns unto to his wife and says Don’t you ever think we could be the same? If I’d been born like him, I could have acclaim! ‘Cause Money has the poor man crowned Money makes the world go round and round and Money does my life confound Money makes the world go ‘round and ‘round and ‘round Accompanied by avarice, Green grasps to understand Superficiality, the women of his land Fancying a farmer’s wife, in barren fields below Watching out his window, whispers sad and soft and low Don’t you ever think we could be the same? If I’d been born like him, she could speak my name… But Money has the poor man crowned Money makes the world go round and round and Money does my life confound Money makes the world go ‘round and ‘round and ‘round Money has the poor man crowned Money makes the world go round and round and Money does my life confound Money makes the world go ‘round and ‘round and ‘round And Round And Round And Round And Round
9.
My wick was shrinking as the sun went down Voices in the castle walls My heart tumbled as I turned around And viewed his visage fall Cuz everywhere I go I can’t be free Everywhere I go I see him Everywhere I go he follows me Yeah! Can you hear him? I hear him loud He’s passed on But he’s here right now Is there no escape? I can still feel the things he’d say Though his body’s passed away A specter’s taken shape Yeah His face appears in paintings in my halls Where it hadn’t been before Swirling headache and muffled calls Footsteps fumble ‘cross the floor In everything I do I hear his name Everything I do it hurts me Everything I do it just won’t change Alright! Can you hear him? I hear him loud He’s passed on But he’s here right now Is there no escape? I can still feel the things he’d say Though his body’s passed away A specter’s taken shape
10.
Turn me to an ostrich And I’ll leave my eggs behind I’ll see the stars above me And focus on the sky So please, Fill my cup Your potions, mix them up See, my bile’s black And I’ve had enough Grab your herbs I need more than words See, the way I’ve been Is more than absurd Can you cure me Apothecary? Turn me to an eagle And I’ll gaze unto the sun Soar away from my mind Or at least the things it’s done I felt my demise That sat in disguise As the problems of every day My head in the sand The reigns in your hand And only you may allay So please, Fill my cup Your potions, mix them up See, my bile’s black And I’ve had enough Grab your herbs I need more than words See, the way I’ve been Is more than absurd So please, Fill my cup Your potions, mix them up See, my bile’s black And I’ve had enough Grab your herbs I need more than words See, the way I’ve been Is more than absurd
11.
Dragons in their keep The village is asleep Hypnotized, the townsfolk give up Money to their heaps The towers in the cards Not a knight or bard The rumor that they’ve passed on Feels more than a canard All my life I thought that knights would Carry on the good But chivalry has died and I Had misunderstood I’ll grab Ascalon Find the scaly ones and say Firebreathers What you gonna do? I see you puffin smoke Cause now your reign is through Firebreathers What you gonna say? I’ve got the sword And I’ll have you on your way The serpents in the knoll Promoting vitriol Do it all for power And the glory of the gold To add to their insult Fear is the result People follow faithfully In the dragons’ cult How has no one vanquished them? I pray for heaven’s sake I watch the buildings crumble and The land is filled with snakes What can I do? What can I say? I’ll say Firebreathers What you gonna do? I see you puffin smoke Cause now your reign is through Firebreathers What you gonna say? I’ve got the sword And I’ll have you on your way Firebreathers What you gonna do? I see you puffin smoke Cause now your reign is through Firebreathers What you gonna say? I’ve got the sword And I’ll have you on your way
12.
Woodwose 03:04
Manor’s new escapee ‘Cause I’ve Had enough had enough had enough Of peasantry They stand speaking, like the Feast of Fools With no meaning, just oppressive rules Woodwose that lives beyond this wall I can hear your trees and rivers call Runs in the family They Chose this life chose this life chose this life For me The lord tells me he’s everything I need But I’m stuck here when he’s livin’ free Woodwose that lives beyond this wall I can hear your trees and rivers call
13.
The skies blazed red As the castle burned in flame And the rats were dead As the village was reclaimed They awoke from the spell The queen had placed on them They rejoiced in the streets For they were free again

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released August 11, 2016

Kasia Rybczyk: Lead/Backing Vocals
Ryan Sayko: Drums/Percussion
Nick Smolenski: Bass, Rhythm Guitar, Backing/Lead Vocals, Sitar, Percussion, Backwards/Slide Guitar
Mike Teixeira: Lead Guitar

Songwriting: Nicholas A. Smolenski ("Lady of the Sea": Music by N.A. Smolenski and Michael Teixeira, Words by N.A. Smolenski)

Recording: N.A. Smolenski
Recording Assistant: M. Teixeira

Mixing, Mastering, Production: N.A. Smolenski

Artwork: N.A. Smolenski

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Scaevola's Fire Syracuse, New York

Hailing from Syracuse, NY, Scaevola's Fire is a Hard Rock/Heavy Psych band consisting of primary songwriter and bassist, Nick Smolenski, drummer, Ryan Sayko, guitarist, Mike "Tex" Teixeira, and vocalist, Kasia Rybczyk.

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