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Seventh Hymnal

by 49 Burning Condors

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    Call upon swamp spirits with our vinyl. Play this monstrous beauty during a full moon for spell to cast. Features all seven songs off our new LP, Seventh Hymnal including:

    - Bayou
    - Little Death
    - Willow Tree
    - Red Drum Skin
    - Noonday
    - Chapel Hill
    - Seventh Hymnal

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1.
Bayou 03:28
Oh the pretty bodies they do flow Oh the pretty bodies they do know And there ain't nowhere to go When the pretty bodies flow Whoa Whoa
2.
Little Death 04:06
A little sorrow A little spring A little death is what he brings A little splendor A little loss A little death we bear the cost Oh little death Oh little sun Oh little king What is it you have brung? A little bliss A lot unknown A little death we will atone A little shrug A little sigh A little death An old blind eye Oh little death Oh little sun Oh little king What is it we've become? Do not intrude upon my grief Consolations rouse and inflame Perhaps softened by time Conquer grief and do not cheat Learn to be wretched, still Learn to be wretched, still Learn to be Learn to be Oh little death Oh little sun Oh little king Look what we've become
3.
Willow Tree 04:10
Why you so angry mama? Did the world not turn out like you'd like? Wrapped in white linen for ya No more water to sweet wine Go to the willow tree It will take your memories Lay down upon the ground Remove your burdensome crown Why you so lonesome mama? Did the world treat you so cruel? You're mad at a dead man Eyes stuffed with cotton You twisted little girl Beatin' your chest Go to the willow tree It will take your memories Lay down upon the ground Remove your burdensome crown Some places know us better Than we do ourselves Some places know us better Then we do ourselves Some places know us better Then we do ourselves Some places know us better Then we do ourselves Go to the willow tree It will take your memories Lay down upon the ground Remove your burdensome crown
4.
Born of sacrifice With hungry appetites The Daughters of the Air Sweet harmonies Calling fervently With painted wings fair And one sweet silver note could make the Devil cry Cruel minuet When yellow dune grass Hails the white caps Are they veiled threats? Salt church Wounded sound Men laugh As they drown Hibiscus ooze Seaweed grin Succulent mane Red drum skin Red drum skin Ohh Gutted symphonies Washed by the seas Waves of charcoal Golden lattice nets Clear pearl eyes Our lips to console And all you small trodden souls oh you make us cry Lay down your burdens We'll pour honey On this sacred ground For you weary vermin Salt church Wounded sound Men laugh As they drown Hibiscus ooze Seaweed grin Succulent mane Red drum skin Salt church Wounded sound Men laugh As they drown Hibiscus ooze Seaweed grin Succulent mane Red drum skin Ohh Salt church Wounded sound Men laugh As they drown Hibiscus ooze Seaweed grin Succulent mane Red drum skin Salt church Wounded sound Men laugh As they drown Hibiscus ooze Seaweed grin Succulent mane Red drum skin
5.
Noonday 04:20
The devil Slipped into my dreams She was a little girl She taunted me And when I woke The walls were red Got mud in my mouth Mud in my mouth Mud in my mouth The devil Slipped into my dreams She was a scorched road She burnt me And when I woke He turned to me Got blood in my mouth Blood in my mouth Blood in my mouth Release me I'll take scraps of your mercy Release me I don't wish to see The devil Slipped into my home She was all angry teeth She clung to me The oily air Slicked my tongue Got hate in my mouth Hate in my mouth Hate in my mouth Release me I'll take scraps of your mercy Release me I don't wish to see I've got a lonely ache where a heart should be Release me I've got a lonely ache where a soul should be Release me I've got a lonely ache where no one can see The devil sees The devil sees The devil sees The devil Slipped into my mind She was a sunny day She held me And when I slept She smiled at me I have no mouth No mouth No
6.
Chapel Hill 04:33
I close my eyes I feel the sunlight Through these fragile veils Pretty colored things Whisper on the breeze There's been a murder on Chapel Hill I close my eyes I feel the sunlight Through these fragile veils Pretty colored things Whisper on the breeze There's been a murder on Chapel Hill I close my eyes I feel the sunlight Through these fragile veils Pretty colored things Whisper on the breeze There's been a murder on Chapel Hill Come little children Come sweet dears Come little children Don't fear Don't fear I close my eyes I feel the sunlight Through these fragile veils Pretty colored things Whisper on the breeze There's been a murder on Chapel Hill Come little children Come sweet dears Come little children Don't fear Don't fear I hear them whisper on the breeze I hear them whisper on the summer day I hear them whisper pretty children Don't stray off the path Just stay the course I promise that I'll lead the way I hear them whisper on the breeze I hear them whisper on the summer day I hear them whisper pretty children Don't stray off the path Just stay the course I promise that I'll lead the way I close my eyes I feel the sunlight
7.
I am the charred tree Streaked with coal My breath is still and sweet Struck by lightning I survived the fury Of the Sky With the knowledge With Her in my leaves Blackened with despair Proud to be here at all I stand tall Oh I stand tall My big burnt branches They will cover you Despite it all Despite it all I am the silence In temple hymns Where Art and Love would meet A sweet cacophony And here I will remain In prudent times Although I crumble I'll never fall Blackened with despair Proud to be here at all I stand tall Oh I stand tall My big burnt branches They will cover you Despite it all Despite it all I am the Daughter of the Sky I rain disheartenment My tears are lightning I long for glory Cast in gold With ivory branches And trembling roots Blackened with despair Proud to be here at all I will stand tall Oh I stand tall My big burnt branches They will smother you Despite it all Despite it all

about

Seven came before, and seven remain – each the individual cry of a moor creature. Each the rapture from the mouth of a lost, salting soul. Each the stricken chord of a swamp thing’s eulogy. Each a plague.

First, the beautiful bodies flow down the bayou (1)
Passing by the grieving mothers and their petulant king (2)
A hungry, decrepit willow tree seizes at the memories of the corpses as they pass, swallowing their lives’ echos (3)
The sirens with their red, leaking tales tie their voices around the throats of all the remaining men who seek them out with ardor in their eyes – pulling them into their salty, tidal bosoms (4)
The Devil watches with keen eyes and a taunting tongue and stuffs our mouths with mud (5)
Murder is whispered on the breeze, and children listen with bright eyes to the old wise women on the hill (6)
Before finally, our seventh, our goddess, glittering with gold and dripping with honey, covers us with her branches, lovingly, and rains her fury down upon us. And we drink from her tears for we are the Daughters of the Sky (7)

Hear our Seventh Hymnal.

credits

released September 9, 2022

Kimber Dulin - Vocals
Christopher Tremoglie - Guitar / Piano
Andriana Markano - Violin
Zach Rinck - Bass
Jason Gooch - Drums

Mixed by Matt Poirier at Miner Street Recordings
Mastered by Joe Lambert

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49 Burning Condors Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

49 Burning Condors is a gothic witch rock band based out of Philadelphia, PA.

Kimber Dulin (vocalist + lyricist), Christopher Michael (guitarist), Andriana Markano (violin),
Zach Rinck (bassist) and Kat Wilson (drums).

We thrive off the myths of malefic witches, lustful gods, and unholy ghosts bound to the Swamp, slithering with its snakes, home and grave to human and beast alike.
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