Yuri

by Volbs

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Dr. Ted Nelson found this album in the tundras of Erie, Pennsylvania. After talking to the locals, he discovered that is was crafted by some kid who liked putting dots on paper. Sometimes the kid looked at the night sky and thought about how many communist spacecraft fly endlessly through the neverending ocean. Perhaps he liked Yuri the best since he was first.

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released January 3, 2017

Thank you to:
Colleen Ross- album artwork
Line 6
CakeWalk
Fender
Schecter
All of those fuzzy little monkeys that dance in my ear

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Track Name: Grey
Take a walk with me
Before we turn to dust
We're ripping at the umbilical cord of yesterday
Where was mother
to tuck us in our coffin of lead?
Father made our blanket out of a sheet of flames

But we know we must learn to crawl before we learn to walk
and I still wonder if we'll leave this heart of stone.

The wind will chill our spine
until we enshrine
the dogs of war into our own homes.
Alone we must scrounge
in the footprints of ghosts,
leaving behind a breadcrumb trail of misery.

I'm looking for a sign
But the streets are broken
All that's left is a scar upon your left breast
I, I know the price that we must pay
to be red in a field of grey.
One day we'll topple inwards upon ourselves

Oh I, I will learn to fly away someday
I will ignite the flame that will burn for all eternity

The wind will chill our spine
until we enshrine
the dogs of war into our own homes.
Alone we must scrounge
in the footprints of ghosts,
leaving behind a breadcrumb trail of misery.
Track Name: Gertrude McFuzz
Mother said that man couldn't fly
We always believed it so
One day I saw a shooting star
Chasing a pot of gold

We're foxing around
Our tails will grow

"I'm already flying,"
said the boy made of stone.
"I'm gonna grow my wings and
fly to the moon."

Watch the sky for the new age.
Don't let it pass you by.
Hiding in the bushes
is the key to your new life.

A bird with broken wings
will learn to swim.

"I'm already flying,"
said the boy made of stone.
"I'm gonna grow my wings and
fly to the moon."
Track Name: Crash Landing
They always said that we'd crash and burn one day.
They never knew that we would grow our wings.
They always said that I would go crazy.
Well just damn them all. I'm the one who writes fate.

Goodbye comrades, I've got to leave for a far away place.
The path relies on a flipped coin.
I'm forsaken for a road long and wide.
Just down the hill, she waits with arms open wide.

Day 100 of my incarceration.
I thought I saw the sun today
I'm ready for the rain to fall.
I hope it washes me away.
Track Name: Valentina
Valentina, you know I love you.
Valentina, do you really feel the way I do?
'Cause, I can't help but think that
falling in love is absurd.
Are we really star-crossed or
is love an empty word?

Valentina, do you really think this will last?
Valentina, what baggage do you hold from your past?
'Cause, I don't wanna be just another washboard.
Love is just a fool's way of making it in this world.

Valentina, was it worth it in the end?
Valentina, I'm sure you want to amend.
But, I'm not gonna fall for
your seducing black hole.
A happily ever after
is just a start to a sequel.
Track Name: Cosmonaut
Out on a silver plane
The ocean meets the sea
Crawling out of a burning pit
A selfless bourgeoise
Swimming in the waters wide
He's speaking with the fish
Chasing boxes filled with lead,
Subconsciously he sinks

Subconsciously he sinks

In the darkest depths of hell
The people have no names
They are smiling from the pain
As the flesh leaves their skin.
In his mighty palace, the king
surely wants to die
His wish will be given not
for he will learn to fly

Cosmonaut. Cosmonaut.
Make your mother proud.
Cosmonaut. Cosmonaut.
Preaching to the ground.

Once I dreamed a happy dream about
floating through the stars
I heard the voice of mother dear,
"Son you're floating far.
You must plant the bombs upon the ship.
Their screams are silent in space.
Return home little sleeper cell,
for we will win the race.

We will win the race".
Track Name: If Only
Hello, it’s me, I just wanted to say
That the red light on your face looks ravishing.
You make me feel this ravenous need to
Sink my teeth and leech on you.
If only I could dip my feet into the
River Styx and float away.
But I am sinking into the pit of
Rose petals and proclivity.

It’s just instinct,
Infatuation and blind love.
I need a break to
Loosen these bonds and walk in the flames.
I can feel you
Staring into the lion’s cage.
What will I feel
When I wake up the next day?

(If only)
You said what you wanna do.
(If only)
I had guts to follow through.
(If only)
Are you a succubus?
(If only)
Or am I a victim to lust?

The war in my head is driving me mad.
I could scoop you up with a reach of my hand.
I should be content with her,
But lechery is godliness and god is bliss.
The satisfaction that I urge for
Would flip the world upside down.
Your silhouette could brighten my day,
But the sunshine burns my skin away.


It’s just instinct,
Fornication and young love.
I need a break to
Loosen you up and tear you apart.
You can feel me
Staring into your resting eyes..
What will you feel
When you wake up the next day?

(If only)
I Said what I wanna do.
(If only)
I had guts to follow through.
(If only)
Am I a succubus?
(If only)
Or are you a victim to lust?
Track Name: From Clay to Flames
Ladies and Gentlemen will you please take your seats.
Your feature presentations about to start.
Hear the tale about the man who spoke with God,
and found no answer in return.
See his alienating ways, teaching lessons of humanity
He's been idolized as the poster-boy for the new age.

Propaganda tool.
See that Gagarin smile.
The prophet of the king.
Has gone up in flames.

The end of the road was near.
Can you hear the clock ticking?
The Hero of the Motherland does fly.
500 meters below the ground
The child was smothered by benevolent mother
The answers do hide in that incriminating note in father's desk.

Propaganda tool.
See that Gagarin smile.
The prophet of the king.
Has gone up in flames.

Immortalizing man.
Weaving the clouds amidst the stars.
A devastating fall.
Will reduce us to burning flames.