Rage in Heaven

by Dark Company

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Beautiful dark lyrics, evocative soaring guitars and thumping sequenced rhythms and synths - this was the forerunner of The Prodigy, but darker and hazier.

Most of this album was made during the summer and autumn of 1992 with the finishing touches being applied in the spring of 1993.

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released 29 May 1993
Recorded, engineered, produced and mixed at Silent Running Studios, Exeter, 1992-3. Original artwork and photography by Marcus Podilchuk. Design by Wud Records.

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Wud Records is an independent record label headquartered in Exeter, England, Europe. We specialise in musicianship of an ... more odd, strange, peculiar, outsider and progressive rock nature. We are not at present looking to take on any new acts. There will be many more uploads of our music to Bandcamp in the coming weeks, so check back here and at our website often! less

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Track Name: Sacrifice
SACRIFICE
Sand blown up from the desert makes faces on the wall
Endless beach of sunset holds me in its thrall
And I can’t seem to sleep or wake from this dream
And I can’t seem to find what anything means

I just watch the world throw away what I keep
I just watch the world throw away what I keep
I just watch the world throw away what I keep
I just watch the world throw away what I keep

Crowds that have but one head stumble around the town
Opinions of the Doctor say that Heaven’s lost its crown
And I can’t seem to walk, or talk of what I wish
And I can’t seem to see the reason for a kiss

I just watch the world throw away what I keep
I just watch the world throw away what I keep
I just watch the world throw away what I keep
I just watch the world throw away what I keep

Fumes snake across my ceiling, the writing is so plain
Surely someone tomorrow will see I’m not to blame
I can’t seem to move or undo this knot
And I can’t seem to use what it is that I’ve got

I just watch the world throw away what I keep
I just watch the world throw away what I keep
I just watch the world throw away what I keep
I just watch the world throw away what I keep

I just watch the world throw away what I keep
I just watch the world throw away what I keep
I just watch the world throw away what I keep
I just watch the world throw away what I keep

Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1992.
Track Name: Medicines
MEDICINES
I can see that dark-set face
Hands crawl by fingering fate
Parsely, sage, rosary of time
Herbs to heal the modern mind
A wounded lover with a clockspring heart
Hears not the Heavens only metal stars
Drinks the liquor of certain flowers
Is released from lust to count the hours
There inside a secret garden
There inside a secret garden

Night’s sweet hush is for us all
No creeping thing is too small
Wings and webs a mottled map
Dawn will take the empties back
A solo soldier with a gunmetal head
Hears only the music of the marching dead
Drinks the liquor of certain flowers
Is released from lust to count the hours
There inside a secret garden
There inside a secret garden

Writhing vines climb the hill
Where we stand so very still
Columbine perfumed dark
The whitest flowers an eternal spark
A parish priest with a Bibled mouth
Speaks unnoticed of God and Doubt
Drinks the liquor of certain flowers
Is released from lust to count the hours
There inside a secret garden
There inside a secret garden

Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1992.
Track Name: Stimulants
STIMULANTS
Technicolour clouds, soft sun melting by
Hysterical intrusions through the heavy sky
Mile high smiles, chemical kissing games
Solo dawns, all the very same

And it’s all coming round again
And it’s all coming round again

Darkened shadows, bare light breaking down
Danceable solutions echo from the ground
Carpetbaggers overload the town
Shifting faces set into a frown

And it’s all coming round again
And it’s all coming round again
And it’s all coming round again
And it’s all coming round again

And it’s all coming round again
And it’s all coming round again
And it’s all coming round again
And it’s all coming round again
And it’s all

Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1992.
Track Name: Golden Eye
GOLDEN EYE
Somebody’s leaning on my “Mine’n’Me” monitor
Breaking off the flow from the floor
I’ve got such a laid back character
With much less it gives me more

Living inside a golden eye
Living inside an eye-yi-yi
Living inside a golden eye
Living inside an eye-yi-yi

Tarbaby’s smiling at my old thermometer
Cutting up on my peace pipe smoke
I got such a rare disease
I just can’t quite see the joke

Living inside a golden eye
Living inside an eye-yi-yi
Living inside a golden eye
Living inside an eye-yi-yi

Sitting down there on my checkerboard chair
Wasting away the hot house hours
I can see the back of the scenery
Wrapped around with them Nightshade flowers

Living inside a golden eye
Living inside an eye-yi-yi
Living inside a golden eye
Living inside an eye-yi-yi

Corporation cleaning on my sleepy nite streets
Sweeping up the dust of the day
I got such a carefree stare
You won’t think I care what you say

Living inside a golden eye
Living inside an eye-yi-yi
Living inside a golden eye
Living inside an eye-yi-yi

Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1992.
Track Name: Terminal Road
TERMINAL ROAD
Flares burning, night stars turning
The jugglers and the clowns of the circus are returning
And the ghost of the hunter doesn’t stay any longer
He’s killed all the old things to make himself younger

Smoke rolling, red fires melting
The kings and the clerks of the money streets are running
And the sign of the soldier has been eaten by a creature
The world doesn’t need violence for a teacher

Here on Terminal Road
We’re on Terminal Road
Here on Terminal Road
We’re on Terminal Road

Lamps bleeding, rain clouds twisting
The mechanics and the mayors of the small towns are missing
And the mark of the beast is getting much clearer
It’s right up close and getting weirder and weirder

Flags flowing, colour fields glowing
The jokers and the knights of the past are cloning
And the shadows of the moon paint darkened faces
With a mere mirrored light that midnight chases

Here on Terminal Road
We’re on Terminal Road
Here on Terminal Road
We’re on Terminal Road

Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1992.
Track Name: Spoiler
SPOILER
We knelt and prayed by the Walls of Wind
Sinners that have lost the will to sin
An army of the wild-eyed and the lost
Itching with the truth and what it cost
We looked through all the cracks in Heaven’s walls
Mankind in there he looked so very small

We stood and walked to the Doors of Light
Artists that have left their canvas white
A sweet crowd of the haunted and the damned
With knowledge of the Sea and of the Land.
We looked through all the cracks in Heaven’s walls
Mankind in there he looked so very small

We sat and talked with the Gods of Sound
Fighters that have put their weapons down
A regiment that’s fixed and now is free
Blinded with the fact that we can see
We looked through all the cracks in Heaven’s walls
Mankind in there he looked so very small

We slept and thought of the Holy Ghost
Sailors that dreamt only of the coast
A navy of ships that had one name
Captained by Fortune’s brother, Fame
We looked through all the cracks in Heaven’s walls
Mankind in there he looked so very small

Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1992.
Track Name: Lookin' Bad
LOOKIN’ BAD
Lookin’ bad, tricky and sad
Smile came in with what he had
The dark-faced Joker makes you pine for love
Even though you know you’ve got enough
Brewin’ a storm, sticky and warm
The dress she wears says “You’d best be gone!”
What she got in mind for the midnite hour
Is you, sweet boy, for a night-time flower

It’s lookin’ bad, lookin’ bad
Oh, oh, oh, it’s lookin’ bad

Ringin’ the bell, can’t see too well
I can tell there’s trouble by the smokey smell
Your fine friend the Doctor’s a-fading fast
If you’ve got a wish you’d better make it your last
Take your hand while you can,
Keep it well away from the Monkey Man
I know lots of habits that can make you cold
But there isn’t any cure for growing old

It’s lookin’ bad, lookin’ bad
Oh, oh, oh, it’s lookin’ bad

Walkin’ around facin’ the ground
Shot away Sugar’s in the Lost and Found
Lucky Charm Loser’s changed another face
Emotional Cripple’s come to take your place
You’ve got to run, leave it undone
Eros got his arrow notched on ‘stun’
Gotta be the last time you empty out your face
Or some Easy Rider Sheriff’s gonna get on your case

It’s lookin’ bad, lookin’ bad
Oh, oh, oh, it’s lookin’ bad

It’s lookin’ bad, lookin’ bad
Oh, oh, oh, it’s lookin’ bad

Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1992.
Track Name: Under the Hill
UNDER THE HILL
Now we are under Aubrey’s hill
Mannequins holding time so still
I’m alone beneath the trees and then I move
Gliding on the ice of Winter’s mood

I sit and wonder like a dove
Three dreams from Heaven are enough
I’m angry by the lake and then I walk
Lean against the walls and hear them talk

I’m alone beside myself and never see
What everybody else says I should be
I’m alone beside myself and never see
What everybody else says I should be

Until time and times are done
No gold apples ripen in the sun
I’m careless by the sea and then I fly
Shell pressed to my ear, it whispers “Why?”

I’m alone beside myself and never see
What everybody else says I should be
I’m alone beside myself and never see
What everybody else says I should be

In sorrow there is no reward
Salt tears turn into a sword
I’m free beneath the Moon and then I dance
With joy in every slyly sideways glance

I’m alone beside myself and never see
What everybody else says I should be
I’m alone beside myself and never see
What everybody else says I should be

Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1992.
Track Name: The Forger
THE FORGER
Never missed a chance to make
A lighter look, a happy fake
So the masterpiece it was forged
A different name can’t make it more
So it’s short in antique years
Do you like what you see and hear

Or are you some scientific son?
If it don’t measure up do you come undone?
Are you some scientific son?
If it don’t measure up do you come undone?

Never walked a crooked mile
That stayed so straight all the while
So the picture didn’t fit the view
Though the TV man said: “Yes, it do!”
It’s more paste than precious gem
Good enough for a close-up friend

Or are you some scientific son?
If it don’t measure up do you come undone?
Are you some scientific son?
If it don’t measure up do you come undone?

Never missed a time to lie
Just to see a gem-bright eye
So the real emotion it was false
But you can’t be nobody else
So reality it isn’t real
Then what you see is what you steal

Or are you some scientific son?
If it don’t measure up do you come undone?
Are you some scientific son?
If it don’t measure up do you come undone?

Or are you some scientific son?
If it don’t measure up do you come undone?
Are you some scientific son?
If it don’t measure up do you come undone?

Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1991.
Track Name: Last Train to Heaven
LAST TRAIN TO HEAVEN
It’s the last train to Heaven
And this is Midnite calling
Sleep slipped out the window
To where the stars are falling
And the Sandman points a finger
And the shadows begin their crawling
This is the last train to Heaven
And this is Midnite calling

How many miles to Babalon?
Three score mile and ten…
Will I get there by candlelight?
Yes, and back again…
And the Joker shuts his eyes
And the dream begins to end
This is the last train to Heaven
And it won’t call again

Well, it’s the last train to Heaven
And this is Midnite calling
Moonlight minds the night time
Rides while day is walking
Lights the way to Paradise
And dawn lets in the morning
It’s the last train to Heaven
And this is Midnite calling

How many miles to Babalon?
Three score mile and ten…
Will I get there by candlelight?
Yes, and back again…
And the Joker shuts his eyes
And the dream begins to end
This is the last train to Heaven
And it won’t call again

Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1992.