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Raised by She​-​Wolves

from Hailstone King by Gabriel Gifford

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The boy’s sisters, mothers, and grandmothers raised him with immeasurable love, knowledge, and forgiveness. Unaware their selflessness would be thanked with disdain. The royal bit the hands that fed him. Soon the generous offerings would dwindle in the face of his growing appetite and ego. In contempt and avoidance of his duties, the young King pursued hedonism. The crown continued to hold imbalance and entitlement.

Years later, the King would become an insomniac, he slept only when there was beauty outside. The secluded pit where he came to dwell would seem unfit for purpose (a waning concept). All that remained in his icy cavern was the husk of his crown and two dozen frozen snails.

Through the cavern, a bitter mist would often roll in by the tonne. Frozen voices of the Kingdom roused him, swirling through his skull. With them joined dark spirits from afar. Spirits so putrid, they’d worm fear and anxieties into one’s every day tasks. He thought of his children, his past riches, but could not bear to return to them. Did his kin see sovereignty, or just a man and his dog? After all, a dog is just a wolf that man befriended. The promise of ice made him rue the days of the fen. Begrudgery moor.

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Raised by all the wolves I know
Feeding with them all from young
I’ve
Fallen over tools I own
Teething till it’s all undone I’m

Raising all the walls right now
'Cause I cement the truth you’re told
I
Scatter all the seeds I sow
A thorn in either hand it’s king size

They said find another way
Find another place
Find another way
Find a road to grace

Hit it off
Top down
You gotta hit it off
Your crown

Look rest I pray
Protect my mind
I think my head will roll
You’ve seen my Father’s

They said find another way
Find another place
Find another way
Find a road to grace

Hit it off
Top down
You gotta hit it off
Your crown

Five lights shine through my chest
Loose ties around my neck
Earthbound and still depressed
Can’t cry so just say less
Bloodhounds won't raise the dead
You’re left with all this mess

Two chains hang down my vest
So proud still kiss the crest
Foot down my face turned red
Uncrowned my upset head

You saw me fall and said
Kings never know what’s best

credits

from Hailstone King, track released June 7, 2023
Written and produced by Gabriel Gifford and CID RIM
Violin by Youka Snell
Additional vocals by IMOGEN
Published by Psychotic Reaction Music / Warp Music

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Gabriel Gifford Berlin, Germany

Berlin-based artist, Gabriel Gifford traverses experimental pop. Taking influence from spiritual jazz, deconstructed club and bass music, Gabriel’s textural productions range from the sensitive to the abrasive.

As well as co-founding Berlin-based collective, Reverse Engineering, Gabriel has hosted residencies on Noods Radio, Radio Alhara, and Refuge Worldwide. ... more

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