DARK: Protest Songs

by David Guilbault

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DARK: Protest Songs

It is sometimes a dark and dangerous world. "Dark" takes an unflinching look at the worst of humanity, calling out its evil deeds. These are songs of terror and deceit, of destruction and despair. And they are indictments of bigotry, dishonesty and zealotry. But, in the end, one must not give in to the darkness. Voices of protest need to be raised.
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PRODUCED by DAVID GUILBAULT
Released by True as Blue Music & DistroKid
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released December 5, 2017

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PRODUCED by DAVID GUILBAULT
Released by True as Blue Music & DistroKid
DK UPC: 192378256018
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David Guilbault: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
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Recorded & Mixed by Jeremy Serwer at Etruria Studios
(www.facebook.com/EtruriaStudio)

Mastered by LANDR.
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Album cover photo by David Guilbault
Portrait painting by Kate Vrijmoet
Portrait photo by Doug Vann
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"Take Heart, Take Hold" © 2017 David Guilbault
"The Rot" © 2017 David Guilbault
"Shoot 'Em Down" © 2016 David Guilbault
"We Hate Your Kind" © 2015 David Guilbault
"This Hurts My Heart" © 2016 David Guilbault
"Organize" © 2016 David Guilbault
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Seattle singer-songwriter David Guilbault writes, records & performs honest-to-goodness soulful music of love, life and loss - heartfelt songs that live in the truth.

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Track Name: Take Heart, Take Hold
"TAKE HEART, TAKE HOLD" by David Guilbault

There is a place I won’t go.
It’s deep down and full of dark souls. It’s a hell of hate,
Where they can denigrate.
It’s a crowded, wretched hole.

They’ve come now to drag you’re heart down.
They’re one with the fool in the crown.
Their words are born of bile,
A swamp of lies so vile,
Flooding justice ‘till it’s drowned.

Don’t cry in the night. Don’t shy from the fright.
Take heart. Take hold.

Their legions grow louder with fear.
Their victimized violence draws near.
They’re a force that’s strong,
With weapons fierce and wrong,
Drawn to slay all that is dear.

Don’t suffer alone. Don’t sadly bemoan.
Take heart. Take hold.

Take heart. We’ll turn this around.
Take hold. We’ll stand on our ground.
Where there’s right, there’s might.
You’ve got to join this fight.
This is where we must be bound.
We’ve got to take the higher ground

Take heart. Take hold.

"Take Heart, Take Hold" © 2017 David Guilbault
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Track Name: The Rot
"THE ROT" by David Guilbault

It was all so clear - the end that seems so near.
We should have seen it coming, don’t you know?
We made it be. It was there for all to see.
It looks like we are done in, don’t you know?

And the rot is in the common root, you know?
And the rot is wasting ‘way the man.
And the rot is in the common root, you know?
And the blight is blistering the land.

It takes a blind eye for innocents to die.
It takes a deaf ear, don’t you know?
It takes a weak mind to turn on its own kind.
It’s ignorance and fear, don’t you know?

And the fear is in the common root, you know?
And the fear is moving up the stem.
And the fear is in the common root, you know?
And the fruit is dying on the vine.

They knew that it was wrong to fan the flames so long.
They needed all the anger, don’t you know?
With the masses in a rage, there were battles they could wage.
It’s power, war and money, don’t you know?

And the rage is in the common root, you know?
And the rage is spreading like a weed.
And the rage is in the common root, you know?
And the rage takes over as it feeds.

They raised their hands to the rising of the man
Who said he’d make them great all once again.
With boastful lies, he put glory in their eyes,
Until it was too late to understand ...

That the rot is in the common man, oh no.
And the rot has taken o’er their souls.
Yeah the rot is in the common man, oh now.
And the rot is all that’s left to grow.
And the rot is all that’s left to know.

"The Rot" © 2017 David Guilbault
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Track Name: Shoot 'em Down
"SHOOT 'EM DOWN" by David Guilbault

In the dark of night, a madman tries his skills.
Checks the rifle’s sight. Sees the children he will kill.
In the dark of night, he loads a thousand rounds.
And in the morning light, he’s headed into down.

He shoots ‘em – down. He shoots ‘em – down.

In the dark of night, we mourn with thoughts and prayers.
We choose our sides, and lay our passions bare.
When all is said and done, we don’t see eye to eye.
When it comes to laws and guns, we keep lettin’ people die.

We shoot ‘em – down. We shoot ‘em – down.

In the dark of night, the bullets strike their prey.
And in the morning light, we wish it would go away.
In the dark of night, the dancers die from guns.
And when we see the light, we know nothing will be done.

He shoots ‘em – down. He shoots ‘em – down.

In the dark of night, there are zealots armed with guns.
They declare a right, they say never can be undone.
Politicians are bought. Common sense is voted down.
We can talk and talk, and the dead drop round by round.

We shoot ‘em – down. We shoot ‘em – down.

"Shoot 'em Down" © 2016 David Guilbault
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Track Name: We Hate Your Kind
"WE HATE YOUR KIND" by David Guilbault

The vest, it is wired. Our martyr, she prays.
You infidels cry, as she blows you away.
Our chants send a chill, ‘fore the blast and the boom,
Through your innocent souls, that our hatred consumes.

This is God’s law, through the Word it was sent.
Holy Rite calls us all, to smite those who sin.
Bow down to the East, then raise up our swords.
With the virgins we’ll feast. To the jihad we’re sworn.

Our God is great. We hate your kind.
Praise Almighty God. We hate your kind.

This land it is ours. We will bury you here.
Our sacred cause, will feed on your fear.
Your blood will be spilled, and soaked in our ground.
We’ll take off your heads, while your hands are still bound.

To the Heavens we’ll rise. We are the Chosen Ones.
We are the tribe, rewarded with Kingdom Come.
Your kind is vermin, living on dung just like flies.
Only our God be praised. Serve Him or you will die.

You are the scum. You are the worms of the world.
Soon you’ll be done, under a black flag unfurled.
One caliphate, ruled with an iron hand.
Serving one God, the only one Terror of Man.
Serving one God, the number one Terror of Man

Our God is great. We hate your kind.
Praise Almighty God. We hate your kind.

The vest, it is wired. Our martyr, she prays.

"We Hate Your Kind" © 2015 David Guilbault
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Track Name: This Hurts My Heart
"THIS HURTS MY HEART" by David Guilbault

This hurts my heart.
All this tearing us apart.
All this hate. This blindness to its fate.
This ignorance that brings the cold and dark.

The wounds - cut deep - and bring the blood,
When knives - are drawn - down in the mud.
All that’s left, what’s fallow and bereft,
Are souls now stripped of faith and sliced of love.

This hurts my heart.
All this tearing us apart.
All this hate. This blindness to its fate.
This ignorance that brings the cold and dark.

Emboldened - are the ones - who fear a world
Where ev’ryone - can raise - a flag unfurled.
Where ev’ry faith, ev’ry gender, ev’ry race
Are knitted all in peace as freedom purled.

This hurts my heart.
All this tearing us apart.
All this hate. This blindness to its fate.
This ignorance that brings the cold and dark

What dangers - yet to come - are yet to know.
And there are evils - hiding light - still yet to show.
It’s up to us to shine on what is just,
To spark the light of peace and make it glow.

This helps my heart.
All this caring is an art.
All this love. This rising high above.
This joy that braves the cold and fights the dark.
This helps my heart.

"This Hurts My Heart" © 2016 David Guilbault
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Track Name: Organize
"ORGANIZE" by David Guilbault

Don’t agonize. Organize.
Do not accept this fate.
Don’t agonize (normalize/demonize/ostracize). Organize.
Don’t ever think that it’s too late.

When fear and ignorance abide,
And truth is painted as a lie.
It’s time to take
A stand against the hate
That raises fisted hands and strikes you down.

When all you see is dark and dim,
It only takes one candle to begin.
It’s time to see
The flames of you and me
To burn the light of justice
O’er this land.

When millions of people disagree,
And the county lies fallow at our feet.
Plant the seeds,
Do the honest deeds.
It’s takes toil, sweat and tears
To grow a land.

When all feels lost and spirits fade,
And all the high costs have been paid.
Pick your self up.
You haven’t done enough.
It’s time to raise your voice
And join the fray.

"Organize" © 2016 David Guilbault
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