Skin is All Sin

Skin is All Sin

Devine Lie create an interesting mixture and an unusual take on Alternative Rock on their new album, Skin is All Sin.

Presenting a harder edge than on their last album Devine Lies, Skin is all Sin kicks off with a hauntingly dark track, Hope in Suicide which explores the feelings of someone who feels trapped and hopeless in today’s pressurized, stress driven world.

While there is nothing “new” as such in the world of music, it is always nice to hear someone striving to do something worthwhile and trying to get their message across. Musically the range of instruments and style of music is impressive, but the lyrics and their inference, which range from in depth cuttingly personal observations to comments on the state of the world and the problems we all face today, are what really set Devine Lie apart.

- written, produced and performed by Devine Lie.

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Song Lyrics:

Hope in Suicide

Hope in Suicide
I cry Before I weep I cry Before I sleep Despair In my eyes My heart Slowly dies Into valleys so dark Anguish my countermark Tunnels of ghosts Life the lethal dose No hope for me Have to decide Life’s deportee Hope through suicide

Into valleys so dark Resolve fading fast Tunnels of gloom Tunnels of doom Can’t see my way Depression inside Where can it be There’s hope in suicide I drown Everyday Vital spark Ebbing away Gloom Descends by night Tortured By melancholy blight Into the valley of death Away from all this stress Welcome Hades here Worship his sharpened spear Pandora’s box Lid shut tight No hope to see Hope through suicide

Truth

Truth
When you look at what goes on In this world we call home Power trips seem to be Major corrupting things we see Doesn’t matter who it is Same jaunt different ship Politician or religious seer All they crave is power here Truth Something no one can speak Starvation is normal Death is ignored Just so long as power’s adored Truth Never seems to be the way Today can be hard Today can be cruel Tomorrow’s promise is the only jewel

Some dictator in an African state Is demonized for his hate Ancient rules drive his greed Tribal death seems guaranteed Religious leaders guard their possessions Driven by murderous regression Preaching peace and tolerance So long as your under their influence Truth All politicians lie Watch their hands Watch their lips You might escape from their grips Truth Why can’t we just get on Live together Live for today Not paradise after you’re blown away

Shadow Aspect

Shadow Aspect
When you look at what goes on In this world we call home Power trips seem to be Major corrupting things we see Doesn’t matter who it is Same jaunt different ship Politician or religious seer All they crave is power here Truth Something no one can speak Starvation is normal Death is ignored Just so long as power’s adored Truth Never seems to be the way Today can be hard Today can be cruel Tomorrow’s promise is the only jewel

Some dictator in an African state Is demonized for his hate Ancient rules drive his greed Tribal death seems guaranteed Religious leaders guard their possessions Driven by murderous regression Preaching peace and tolerance So long as your under their influence Truth All politicians lie Watch their hands Watch their lips You might escape from their grips Truth Why can’t we just get on Live together Live for today Not paradise after you’re blown away

Pin Stripe Blues

Pin Stripe Blues
Money Rules So the saying goes Your life your death Who knows Try real hard To skim a cent The bastards just Take your rent CCTV And wire taps Just a few Of the traps Banks in league With the Government Paying slush money For their Management

I got the Pin Stripe Blues I got the Pin Stripe Blues No matter how hard I close my eyes I can still see their Fucking ties

Today you need A small army to help Keep you legal And out of debt Lawyers Accountants All on the make Feeding off The Governments take Every few months Another law to learn Don’t drive here Or have a smoke Soon you won’t Be able to breath Without getting permission From the police

I got the Pin Stripe Blues I got the Pin Stripe Blues No matter how hard I close my eyes I can still see their Fucking ties

Is this my Life

Is this my Life
Money Rules So the saying goes Your life your death Who knows Try real hard To skim a cent The bastards just Take your rent CCTV And wire taps Just a few Of the traps Banks in league With the Government Paying slush money For their Management

I got the Pin Stripe Blues I got the Pin Stripe Blues No matter how hard I close my eyes I can still see their Fucking ties

Today you need A small army to help Keep you legal And out of debt Lawyers Accountants All on the make Feeding off The Governments take Every few months Another law to learn Don’t drive here Or have a smoke Soon you won’t Be able to breath Without getting permission From the police

I got the Pin Stripe Blues I got the Pin Stripe Blues No matter how hard I close my eyes I can still see their Fucking ties

Reach Up

Reach Up
Sun Climbing high Reaching up, reaching up Reaching up to the sky Touch, feel the air Going through you fingers Flowing through your hair Make the most, while you can Don’t worry Don’t leave it in hand Reach up Reach up now Reach up Reach up anyhow

Live, live for today In the world right now There’s no other way They cause, so much strain Greedy politicians Creating so much pain They lie, everyday Killing people Is just their normal way

Reach up Reach up now Reach up Reach up anyhow

Sun, Climbing high Reaching up, reaching up Reaching up to the sky Touch, feel the air Going through you fingers Flowing through your hair Rise above, rise today Don’t get entangled In their grimy little ways

Reach up Reach up now Reach up Reach up anyhow

I Wanted to Be

I Wanted to Be
I wanted to be a great Guitar Player I wanted to be your all star hero I wanted to be a deep sea diver Searching for treasure down below Why won’t you let me Do what I need It’s in my nature to succeed I wanted to be Che Guevara I wanted to be the one to save the planet I wanted to be politically correct And help get rid of evil Margaret Why won’t you let me Do what I need It’s in my nature to succeed I wanted to be with anyone else I wanted to be on my own and single I wanted to be a futuristic voyeur And feel the joy and feel the tingle Why won’t you let me Do what I need It’s in my nature to succeed I wanted to be a great sports star I wanted to be the one to score I wanted to be held and acclaimed By Swedish twins in bed until four Why won’t you let me Do what I need It’s in my nature to succeed I wanted to be the main dream weaver I wanted to be the awesome lunch maker I wanted to be so very very much But ended up just being a faker Why won’t you let me Do what I need It’s in my nature to succeed

Skin is all Sin

Skin is all Sin
Sweet Majesty I call you now Touch my skin Skin is all sin Touch my cloak Black silk of night Cast your spell Pentagon of light Himalayan dreams Guide me through Touch my hands Hands are unclean Whitest arms On all the earth Rush From the lilac bed

Touch my soul Deep inside of me Touch my skin Skin is unclean Skin is all sin

Deep dark abyss I see you now Bright and clear With Majickal eyes Touch my soul Virgin and untried Touch my life Or have I died Spirits all around Caress them now Clear to me Did anyone see Golden Dawn Slipped away Crack the vault Keep silence at bay

Touch my soul Deep inside of me Touch my skin Skin is unclean Skin is all sin

No Hiding Place

No Hiding Place
You can’t hide away Away from your yesterdays You can’t go and change The things you did The way you played You know it’s all gone Slipped away Like the dying sun You know it’s too late Too late to save you From your fate You can’t hide away Responsibilities far out weigh Any good you caused Greed and power You stand accused A Butterflies tiny wings Crushed and broken In the Land of Kings Slavery but in name A subjects life Not worth the flame

You can’t hide away Walls are thick but we can see Mortar red with blood A million subjects But no love Sent across the path Trenches warm With the stench of death You bid them on their way Couldn’t care less Who had to pay You can’t hide away When you go another stay No need to atone No selection Just on the throne The pistols always said Anarchy But then they fled The passion of the time Swept away Crushed in its prime