A Prescription for Paper Cuts

by Solstice Coil

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Decisive force must be used He spoke as people fell to the ground Truth has been strained for too long Now the muscles had to burst Well you seem so surprised Time and time again This report has been compiled From the waters of your friends "I'm ready to die" Said the stapler to the trend Martyrs are so last week Watch the box to see what's in Peep holes made to fit one's size Now that's all we can see Our eyes are stuck between the cracks Stop the skid Revolution popular The check is in the mail Credence liquefied It's so easy to forget Nod, take our blood, take our blood, only blood, only Keep growing, keep growing, keep growing, keep growing, Old, growing old, going bald, staying cold, staying Cash only, cash only, cash only, cash only, Save, save our ch, save our cha, save our child, save our Selves, take our shelves, take our bells, leave this place! Let me keep the windows shut Keep the sun away from me Keep away from the sun
(In due time, it has turned from an existential hurdle to a human resource) I've locked myself out Strands of me everywhere You brought me here to swap war stories Where am I? (Like always) Leave it open, open Bugs in the microwave And I'm sick of searching yellow rocks Who wants to know? Yes, it was me hiding down from the spiders Yes, it was me holding on to the grate Oh yes, I was here when the world came on crashing Yes, I'm afraid, you came here too late (You always deliver Always deliver too late) Evil's watering the plants Fighting world wars with needles A decimal haste or a desolate place The rain was made of mercury Yes, it was me hiding down from the spiders Yes, it was me holding on to the grate Oh yes, I was here when the world came on crashing Yes, I'm afraid, you came here too late (Silver glazed, mercury rain) Drop, drop, drop (Silver glazed, silver glazed) Drop, drop, drop
Deep Child 06:15
Played with my troops in the litter box Hungry sandworms on the prowl Left me with plastic toys Raincoats worrying in forests of me I percolate, oozing through walls It's guilt that you feel about water Don't wear it out, with each use it grows She will soon be protecting my closet Dismemberment's best friend, the morrow Forces itself upon my bed Lorries rushing in and out of my head Corrected, I stand disfigured a whole It probably stands to reason, I ponder They'll sell you a new car smell wrapped in a rock Played with my troops in the litter box Hungry sandworms on the prowl Left me with plastic toys They'll sell you a new car smell wrapped in a rock
A line of naked empty faces Was stacked up in the courtyard Stripped with shiny matching fabrics Big ideas, flowing down the drain Like tasteless grains in the air They all hoped to make a difference In a land Where blind men live forever Even poets die When dirt means more to you Than man We shall soon all turn to ashes On your behalf We were modified at birth Adjusted to hypothetical borders Destined to morph Into someone else's dream Shine your shoes Or be locked away We're just preparing you For the ultimate surrender Of your foundations
Accidents 06:01
This is all I ever wanted Yet I don’t feel too whole There’s some dirt between the wheels I can never find a way To have them removed Stock exchange hamsters They’ve all been offered An amazingly efficient Brain diet A little bit of exercise Could guide me to the stars The computer keeps me balanced Estrogen keeps me alive And without creativity There doesn’t seem to be Any reason To be We have special people That help you move We'll take care of your malfunctions And fix you good Just sit back and let us work Leave your conscience on this boat The red carpet On my skin Elevates my powdered chin These marks on my spleen Force me to get rid Of the people that I love
I am surrounded by remote controls The bright white sky is staring back at me While trying to avoid a programmed path A staler path cannot be bounced On my quest to conquer time I've managed only to drip Pieces of myself Collapsing for the dams have broken up I cannot grasp the river flowing down I refuse to watch the view go by There has got to be a way to swim But I am glued to this thought While running endlessly to catch some butterflies I never notice the punctures in the ground
Sometimes I feel My only duty in this world Is passing organic objects Straight into the sea Sometimes, I fill myself With lead Climb the highest Mountain (anyone can be) Breach into divineness (anyone can be) Search for me in silence (what is that I see?) I have struck gold. These wires, they go straight into your brain Information so futile and delicious I can no longer be A part of this, Atomization Drive the fastest car (as long as you feel free) Drive yourself with luxury (bleed a silver stream) Break me into pieces (I've completely missed) Chances are You're not so far From becoming what you loathe You cannot see the foot prints That you leave behind In the muddy path As you are constantly Looking forward You never seem to grasp The error Of our way
Brilliance 04:48
Life contains many headaches Like a stroll in the desert, Without a map We're forced to choose The most pleasant path we can find Towards oblivion Don't listen to what they say Fifty thousand people, Are wrong every day For a decaying piece of bread, Fifty thousand people, Will stomp on you, every day Old socks come off New socks come on Old socks go to the washing machine And then return to you, good as new Until they reach disintegration. But I - Have been shone upon I've traded in my box of broken hearts For a lifetime supply Of air


Solstice Coil's debut album.

The album's booklet includes 16 pages of graphic art by Opher Vishnia, forming a graphic novel that relates to the main concept of the album.


released September 21, 2005

Shir Deutch - lead vocals, electric and acoustic guitars
Ofer Vishnia - lead guitars, e-bow, effects
Shai Yallin - synths, keyboards, piano
Diego Olschansky - bass
Uri Goldberg - drums


Oran Ben-Avi - saxes on 1, 7
Netta Cohen-Shani - cello on 9
Inbal Deutch - female vocals on 7
Hani Barmanski - female vocals on 6
Gil Natazon - spoken parts
Dorin Giladi - spoken parts
Marian Shay - spoken parts

Edited and mixed by Shai Yallin
Mastering by Tali Cuts



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Combining the emotional with the intellectual, Solstice Coil is Israel's first alt-prog-rock band to be formed on the web.

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