Lyrics based on How to Die by Siegfried Sassoon (1886–1967)
How to Die
DARK clouds are smouldering into red
While down the craters morning burns.
The dying soldier shifts his head
To watch the glory that returns;
He lifts his fingers toward the skies 5
Where holy brightness breaks in flame;
Radiance reflected in his eyes,
And on his lips a whispered name.
You’d think, to hear some people talk,
That lads go West with sobs and curses, 10
And sullen faces white as chalk,
Hankering for wreaths and tombs and hearses.
But they’ve been taught the way to do it
Like Christian soldiers; not with haste
And shuddering groans; but passing through it 15
With due regard for decent taste.
If you like Chromeo, Daft Punk, or just feeling like you are soaring through your favorite Arthur C. Clark novel, you will love this music. Superb musicality/production plus the art and concepts rock. Tyler Twombly