"Demons" is out June 13, 2024 on Paradise of Bachelors.
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CREDITS
Nigel Chapman: vocals, guitars, synths, drum programming
Brad Loughead: guitars, bass, synths, drum programming
Josh Salter: bass, guitars, synths
Seamus Dalton: drums, guitars, synths
“Demons” was recorded and mixed by René Wilson at Value Sound Studios in Montreal.
Mastered by Josh Bonati in Brooklyn, NY.
Art by Josh Salter.
LYRICS
The lyric of this song is from a translation of a poem by Alexander Pushkin. English translation titled “Demons”, copyright D.M. Thomas, translator. [The Estate of DM Thomas c/o Johnson & Alcock Ltd, West Wing, Somerset House, London WC2R 1LA]
The moon through total darkness hurrying
Illuminates the snow in flight;
Clouds are whirling, clouds are scurrying,
Dark is the sky, and dark the night.
Across the open plain I’m driven;
The little bell goes Ding-ding-ding . . .
By holy dread my soul is riven,
Such emptiness is gathering.
“Coachman, drive them faster, faster! . . .”
“Can’t, sir; they’re too tired, you see;
I’m blinded by the blizzard, master;
The roads are drifting heavily;
Can’t see the horses - lost the track, sir;
We’re done for - we’ll be frozen - whey! . . .
Some demon’s got us - that’s a fact, sir!
A demon’s leading us astray.
“Look, there he is! He’s teasing, blowing,
Spitting at me . . . Lord! this one’s mean -
He’s scared the horses - they’ll be going
Headlong into some damned ravine;
He’s right in front - Lord, isn’t he frightening!
Dressed like a milestone (bloody queer);
There he goes, off again, like lightning!
God save us, master - that was near.”
The moon through total darkness hurrying
Illuminates the snow in flight;
Clouds are whirling, clouds are scurrying,
Dark is the sky, and dark the night.
We lurch in circles, strength declining;
Suddenly silent is the bell;
The team has halted . . . “What’s that shining?” . . .
“Tree-stump or wolf, sir - who can tell?”
The storm is howling, the storm is crying,
Drives itself harder, in despair;
The horses snort; away he’s flying,
Only his eyes in the grey murk flare;
The horses strain upon their traces;
The little bell goes Ding-ding-ding . . .
I see, amidst the endless spaces,
A host of spirits, gathering.
Numberless and formless devils
In the blizzard’s moonlit haze
Twirling in their murky revels,
As leaves swirl in November days . . .
So many! So many! And being carried
Whither? Why do they plaintively sing?
Is there a witch who’s getting married?
Some goblin are they burying?
The moon through total darkness hurrying
Illuminates the snow in flight;
Clouds are whirling, clouds are scurrying,
Dark is the sky, and dark the night.
Swarm upon swarm of demons, streaking
On through this limbo without end,
And with their plaintive howls and shrieking
They pounce upon my heart, and rend.
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