The second song on Algiers' sophomore album The Underside of Power is meant to be a folk song people sing on the eve of the battle, facing certain death. It takes the primal and lo-fi aspects of Algiers sound to bring forth a visceral feeling through hope and conviction.
[Chorus]
With the world to win behind us
Our hands shorn for all to see
There's still the dirt with our bodies to remind us
Of our defeat at Calvary
They'll say our whole life is a locust
Disturbing their fractious peace
But it is they who mangle our horizons
Of our defeat at Calvary
[Verse 1]
But I see the light and I see the sea
Despite the future crashing down and closing over me
I got power over all my enemies
Listen to the martyrs cry for me
[Verse 2]
I see the light and I see the sea
The sun is going down but it won't ease the burning
I've seen it written on the other side of history
Listen to the martyrs cry for me
[Chorus]
With the world to win behind us
Our hands shorn for all to see
There's still the dirt with our bodies to remind us
Of our defeat at Calvary
They'll say our whole life is a locust
Disturbing their fractious peace
But it is they who mangle our horizons
Of our defeat at Calvary
[Verse 3]
There are histories of violence
Reduce our memories to silence
Repressing all the stories of the unsung and unseen
Listen to the martyrs cry for me
[Verse 4]
I see the light and I see the sea
I'm ready for the spiral down
I'm waiting for perdition
But I can't carry myself down to die in peace
Listen to the martyrs cry
[Chorus]
With the world to win behind us
Our hands shorn for all to see
There's still the dirt with our bodies to remind us
Of our defeat at Calvary
They'll say our whole life is a locust
Disturbing their fractious peace
But it is they who mangle our horizons
Of our defeat at Calvary
Cry of the Martyrs was written by Franklin James Fisher & Matt Tong & Lee Tesche & Ryan Mahan.
Cry of the Martyrs was produced by Ali Chant & Adrian Utley.
Algiers released Cry of the Martyrs on Fri Jun 23 2017.
Initially, I had wanted to write something that evokes the last days of Che Guevara, holed up in a cell in Bolivia, awaiting his execution. Some of the lyrics are first-person narrative, evoking the state of mind of a revolutionary reflecting on the end of the dream of a better world, yet maintainin...