Lucifer is Love

by Them Pulp Criminals

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avacaligari Jaka to dobra płyta jest, od początku do końca.
Cover Siouxsie miażdży (PS. jak już Wam tak dobrze idzie z coverami, to można liczyć w przyszłości na pojawienie się na kolejnej płycie "My Eyes Have Seen You" ? :)) Favorite track: Love in a Void.
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Citheronia To jest ten moment, gdy pojawia się na rynku nowy zespół i serce się cieszy, że polska muzyka wciąż pięknie rozkwita. Nie mogę doczekać się kwietnia :) Favorite track: (Don't Bury Me in) Sacred Ground.
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Doomkvlts Really love the Nick Cave vibe on this album would be a fantastic movie soundtrack
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Dustin Simeone This album has the sort of hopeless, devil may care tone that seems like a great fit for film noir. Favorite track: Jack Torrance.
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Physical CD "Lucifer is Love" out on August 12th 2016 via Malignant Voices.

"Lucifer is Love" is the debut recording by Them Pulp Criminals, a gentlemen's agreement between singer-lyricist Tymoteusz Jędrzejczyk and musician-songwriter Igor Herzyk.

Drawing their inspiration from dark and urban aspect of contemporary folklore, loner lifestyle and generally defiant stance towards times and circumstances the duo quickly wrote and recorded the material expressing the shared musical vision despite coming from various musical backgrounds. The recording sessions took place at night only.

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released August 12, 2016

Written, home-recorded and produced between March and August 2015 in Krakow, Poland.

Tymoteusz Jędrzejczyk - vocals
Igor Herzyk - electric, acoustic & bass guitars, keyboards, percussion, drum programming, samples, backing vocals

All music written, mixed and produced by Igor Herzyk
All lyrics written by Tymoteusz Jędrzejczyk
except "Love in a Void" written by Siouxsie and The Banshees

Guests on the album are:
Renata Ciaputa - backing vocals in "(Don't Bury Me in) Sacred Ground"
Łukasz Pietrzak - harmonica in "Lucifer is Love"

Photos by Katarina Nacht

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A gentlemen's agreement between singer-lyricist Tymoteusz Jędrzejczyk and musician-songwriter Igor Herzyk, drawing inspiration from dark and urban aspect of contemporary folklore, loner lifestyle and generally defiant stance towards times and circumstances. ... more

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Track Name: Lucifer is Love
Sun went down far too long ago
I should be sleepin', lonesome to the bone
Still contemplating there's none by my side
That is when I know that Lucifer is love

Love, everlasting love
Love, omnipotent love
Love, eternal
Lucifer is Love

Walked thousands of miles in my rattlesnake boots
So old and weary they lost all fancy look
But sometimes in way I stared at stars above
And that is when I know that Lucifer is love

Love, everlasting love
Love, omnipotent love
Love, eternal
Lucifer is Love

One day I'll sleep never to wake again
I am not sure if I'd see my hair grey
But as dust falls to dust and dust's what I'm made of
I am sure as hell itself that Lucifer is love

Love, everlasting love
Love, omnipotent love
Love, eternal
Lucifer is Love
Track Name: The 130
Running the night, east of Eden, night route 466
Four cylinders, roaring thunder, adrenaline kicks in
I got a whole world at my feet and begging, I know that I’m the star
But now it’s only me, the road, the night and my new car
At 85 damned miles per hour I know I can go faster
I am the king of night-time road, I’m portable disaster
The engine’s roaring beastly song beneath the dead-cold sky
Somber eye of desert moon is watching my last ride

I have it all, I’m above laws
The world is ripe for grip and squeeze it
It’s juices, down my throat they flow
Immortal demi-god I am
As I speed into the night
Speed into the night
Speed into the night
In my brand new Spyder 550…

Why Donnie had to take that left and head up north to Fresno?
His Ford jumped out of shadows in a screeching wheel allegro
The seconds panic, steering side, last-ditch for doing steeping slide
Wrong time, wrong place, wrong set of space to kiss the life goodbye

Wherever Little Bastard’s gone
Brought death and pain and misery
The curse went on with 130
The shining bonnet hid bloodthirsty
Demon in disguise
Demon in disguise
Speed demon in disguise
The dreadful Spyder 550…
Track Name: Goddamn Graveyard Luck
Her lips were like a rosebud blossom
Her eyes were hazel brown
Her smile could calm down the storm
She was the prettiest girl in town
For reason still unknown to me
She looked at me dumbstruck
But little did this lady knew
Of my goddamn graveyard luck

We walked together hand in hand
Like wolf along the lamb
We made a long walk to the night
The air was cold and damp
Her kiss did taste like warm spring rain
No I cannot pass the buck
But still like sword of Damoclees
Felt my goddamn graveyard

The moon was full, her eyes were bright
Her heartbeat I could feel
As we laid down in grasses tall
Her body ran with thrill
I kissed her lips, I held her tight
I bid her farewell
The moon gleamed upon my switchblade
As my luck sent her to Hell…
Track Name: Ballad of a Highway Spirit
Many miles I hiked to set my weary head to sleep,
Hundred highways, pale moonlight, northwards I shall keep
These eyes have seen acts of grace and pain beyond belief,
But still there’s many miles to go before I find relief
Once, the time so long ago it’s record turned to dust
I was a man of blackened heart, found pleasures in disgust,
The Lord have called me to himself and hollered “Evil one!
You’ll gather souls for me to damn, and rest when you are done”

Soul without corpse
Moving on along these highways
Carried by the kind hearts ‘fore the morning light
Grim is my work
And so I wander earth
Among the living and the damned as the lonesome nameless wraith

The morning comes with sunlight I descend into my grave
Eerie, dreamlike dormant state I watch my life depraved
But once the midnight tolls the bell and darkness takes the world
I’d hit the road and roam about and seek for feral souls

There will come the night when my spirit will be free
But before I throw my shackles off there’s work to do for me
So if you meet me hiking there and stop to give me ride
You’d better bear a stainless heart, or Hell is where we stride

Soul without corpse
Moving on along these highways
Carried by the kind hearts ‘fore the morning light
Grim is my work
And so I wander earth
Among the living and the damned as the lonesome nameless wraith

Beware… The hiking stranger in the night
Track Name: Jack Torrance
Another cigarette in my lips tonight
Another shot of bourbon, but nothing is alright
The demons in my head and heart are raging wild
One thing is sure as hell, I'm going out with style
Ever since you left there's nothing that can hold me down
The former beast of my poor self keeps me awake till dawn
And yet another sunrise come and shines on misery
I fell like I've been damned alive in vast eternity...

Get into a random fight
All my faith in you is gone but the heartaches linger on
Staring at my bloodstained knife
Crazy for thinking that I could hold you some more

Another hour measured with little powder pills
And on the night like that I feel what Jack Torrance could feel
Now I'm here, with my scars bleeding, inside and outside
The guiding star above my head is dim and not so bright
The calm and cold of my trusty 45
Together we can play the game of betting lives
One chamber out of total 6 contains the cure for everything
So spin this thing and hold my breath, it's time to say goodbye

Get into a random fight
All my faith in you is gone but the heartaches linger on
Staring at my bloodstained knife
Crazy for thinking that I could hold you some more
Track Name: Last of The Gang to Die
Night slowly creeps into the town,
Lights out till tomorrow's early dawn
The shadows grow, the wind sings menace
One of my kind
Still running colors, hopeless case
Last of the gang to die

Switchblade knives and cheap wine
That's what took my friends away from here
They used to walk with prom queens
Now they got a date with eterity

So here it is, I raise one to the memory
For the colors and the turf,
Battles of the weekend nights...
Why they never took me for this ride?

Night slowly creeps into my heart,
Sometimes I cannot stand the burden of my past

Kids are laughing pointing me
As they call me names behind my back
Once a warrior, now a clown
Bitter, greying, lonely wreck

So here it is, I raise one to the memory
For the colors and the turf,
Battles of the weekend nights...
It would hurt me that I'd leave
By my old age more than knife...
In the end I'll join them in this ride...
Track Name: (Don't Bury Me in) Sacred Ground
Don't bury me in sacred ground
Call off your holy man
Don't let the cross, your savior's burden
Become my fate as well
Don't mourn me, call me "prodigal son"
I will not pass the buck
For I have led a sinner's life
And I don't give a fuck

Don't bury me in sacred ground
My deeds may live to tell
I am not worth you heaven's splendor
I'd rather stick wth Hell
I fought and bled and took what's mine
And what was not for me
But never did I looked a 'back
And left this world as free

Don't bury me in sacred ground
Let lone my poor old corpse
Whatever people say I am,
The truth is I'm much worse
I was no martyr, was no saint
Was not my parent's pride
But I will leave with iron fist
And fire in my eye