LAST SUPPER FIT FOR A KING

by Silent Movie Type

supported by
/
  • Streaming + Download

     

1.
02:44
2.
02:40
3.
03:19
4.
03:33
5.
04:29
6.
02:48
7.
01:34
8.

about

Justyn Brando-Vocals,Bass
Brit Matschulat-Guitar,Vocals
Jason Jarrold-Drums

credits

released December 1, 2010

released December 2010
Recorded in the basement 2010
All songs written by silentmovietype
All lyrics by Brit Matschulat
Produced, Mixed by silentmovietype
Artwork layout and design by J Jarrold


CONTACTS:

EMAIL- silentmovietype@gmail.com

FACEBOOK- www.facebook.com/silentmovietype

tags

license

all rights reserved

about

Silent Movie Type Windsor, Ontario

Intense and to the point are two ways to describe this three piece band from Windsor Ontario. A live show that will leave you wanting more and asking yourself .."What just happened"? Come see for yourself.

Justyn Brando(Vocals,Bass)
Brit Matschulat(Guitars,Vocals)
Jason Jarrold (Drums)
... more

contact / help

Contact Silent Movie Type

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Track Name: EDEN
Your garden of Eden is filled with serpents and vampires
serpents have taken your feet vampires sharpen their teeth

but the mark on your neck they can’t be covered
by this charming necklace
received upon entering

a long awaited homecoming
the dress that you wore
you thought was perfect
Reveals stains of the liars

carve the missing scripture into your skin
never forget those words again

mountains resonate with harps and violins
hopper full of hands clap again
From the music playing from the trees
mark it up and publish it strait to the sun

scripture on your skin words again
harps and violins
hopper full of hands clap again

i guess you should have faked your own death
Only to answer a few questions
as they transfuse your blood with the blood of another
sister , brother , father , mother

But the lines to the sermon
they were left out
Covered up with smoke and mirrors
You try to paint this perfect picture
Track Name: SEEDS
handcuffed to the idea
we all bleed the same
who doesn’t believe this man dressed like Jesus
follow him to the valley
his choir all dressed like thieves
cuts down family tree after tree in front of me

He plants his own seeds beneath these ruins
his seeds are diseased, un heavenly
fire for his religion
he prepares his daily sermon for you to see

a virgin of murder
she’s masters a plan
to burn his body
as he has done to them
She tries to escape these lies

as a limb on that tree
His ordered bride came to be
Dressed in white she’s there to hide
hand in hand with her children
Attempt to escape these lies

a virgin of murder
she’s masters a plan
to burn his body
as he has done to them
She tries to escape these lies
Track Name: NOVOCAINE
rocks in your hand
the leathers all weathered with panic
one legged man
shouts orders from the curbside
There’s an awkwardness in my armchair
rusty shovel leans in the corner

But I’m done digging this shallow hole for you
Yeah I’m done digging this shallow hole for you

crayon and paper
will map our buried treasures
reveal a clue
of our prize possessions

Novocain it makes us sane
I wouldn’t change anything

I’m done digging this shallow hole for you
I’m done digging this shallow hole for you
Track Name: LIONS
Dig a grave to bury a old friend
for he swallowed the keys to their castle
they tried to feed him to the lions
father time has left him with nothing

a last supper fit for a king

soon they’ll come looking
one hundred hungry lions
soon they’ll come looking


the least I could do for a friend
who would feed me through the drawbridge
while the night watch while they were sleeping
and the lions they were feasting

a last supper fit for a king

soon they will come looking
one hundred hungry lions
soon they will come looking


if i could put you back together
if i could tame you from the lions
if i could return the key from your belly
in hopes the lions not noticing
if i could put you back together
if i could tame you from the lions
if i could return the key from your belly
in hopes of the lions not noticing

but I cant so I won’t
I’ll mark the grave with stones
maybe one day show your children
but I cant so I won’t
I’ll mark the grave with stones
maybe one day show your children
how I saved you from the lions


a last supper fit for a king

soon they will come looking
with one hundred hungry lions
soon they will come looking
Track Name: MANSIONS
my mansion was built with my bare hands
my gardens all full of my favorite thistles
Don’t mind the bodies in the basement
They are the ones i can lay upon when I’m not feeling myself
insides dressed like nightmares
crooked pictures no one dares to smile

the moon casts its light on my mansion
candle flame aluminates the people on the outside
Don’t mind the bodies wrapped in carpet
i just keep them there to make sure they stay warm
insides dressed like nightmares
crooked pictures have been neglected for a while

maybe i should have fed them a little bit more
(to build up their strength for building)
maybe i should have fed them under the door
(to build up their strength for building)

i need to wash these bloodstained hands
I really let myself go
i could really use a hair cut
i think I’ll cut it myself

set up on a hill with a birds eye view of chaos
a man dies in the driveway his wife packs her bags in the house
red and blue line the streets i hope they’re not coming for me
i need to put my things the way they used to be
set up on a hill with a birds eye view of chaos
a man dies in the driveway his wife packs her bags in the house
red and blue line the streets i hope they’re not coming for me
as the knife sinks to the bottom of the sea
Track Name: HOLLOW TEETH
I better clear my lungs
I’m gonna need a good breath
these fingers cant hold back this damn anymore
our aging bodies weren't meant to swim
i will eat you if i have to
i will throw your bones away

Don’t let them into your head
Don’t let them into your bed
just keep them dead instead
Don’t let them into your head

I’m as free as a flightless bird cant even mouth a word
instant coma’s kept in my pocket
I hope i wake up in 500 years
a thousand eulogies finger painted on my head

all this talking of sleep keeps me up for weeks
insomniac heart attack, i think i see all your teeth
one arm mannequin
dead cowboys and Indians
ill stand guard while you sleep
Sleep you sleep

I’m as free as a flightless bird cant even mouth a word
instant coma’s kept in my pocket
I hope i wake up in 500 years
a thousand eulogies finger painted on my head

I’m sorry if i eat you
I’ll try to keep them bones
just can't throw them away
ill try to keep them underneath
You know your safe with me
Your always safe with me
Track Name: AWAKE
magical bus with no wheels gets us no where
quick sand really ain’t set up for dancing
we recreate the ending by ourselves
replace the real gold with fools

the cliff is inviting, cross the center line we own this now
please allow two minutes before you start eating
we recreate the ending by ourselves
and come to burn the tongues of the nay Sayers

our fearless driver grows horns on his head
Just to air out his dirty laundry
he is much too under paid
but takes his job seriously
his bag has no bottom
no end in sight cast spell after spell well into the night
awake awake awake

This fire turns to water
Track Name: LADIES OF THE NIGHT
the buildings have swallowed us whole
our brothers slip through the cracks
panhandling proves successful
pocket lint and pennies
half smoked cigarettes
a box of wine to keeps us warm

ladies of the night frolic the corners
back and forth footsteps stain the pavement
oh their aching backs
Such lovely looking lipstick
lovely looking lipstick

the buildings have swallowed us whole
our brothers slip through the cracks
panhandling proves successful
pocket lint and pennies
half smoked cigarettes
a box of wine to keeps us warm

do you believe in a god
that would line the streets with his children
i thought we were all his children
do you believe in a devil
Oh god the devil , maybe I’m the devil