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B​ā​nh​ū​s

by Eleventh He Reaches London

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    Released October 4, 2013

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1.
All night, bleeding from the nose, and kept wide awake by trees against my roof All white, dressing by the bed, and hummed a melody of a song you know I hate And I went berserk and cut my face, and dragged it down the glass, while watching me with wide eyes, as your pale skin glows And I learned in time to curse myself, and lost the money that I’d won, but as hopeless as the haunted, they’re a cold white moon And all night, I am misery or dragging cloud, in an old, stone house And all night, I am torn between an endless spin, and a pale girl Fly blown in mire, owed all in line, and la id by the wheel But all was a dream, cold white moon, hung over me And I curse myself, moon glow over me, cold white moon glow over me By the light of the moon, I held shards in my hand, and she begged ‘no contact’, each hand is rhythm, each will flow Woke in piss and in blood, face down on the floor, ‘no love no talk no contact ’, each man is living, each is told I’m the song, that you hummed and embody all the words ‘no love no talk no contact ’, each word is coded, each word flows I’ve lost it all, spent, drunk and gambled it, but I possess the void, now I’m the dragging cloud I’m a dragging cloud, fly blown in the mire, I love nothing and no one and regret all I’ve done
2.
And woke on the floor of my, house in low And laid until dark again, growing thin In low she was here with me, in crown and robe In low nothing lives here now, not bird or horse In low I was, adorned with crown of war and left to die And now in low, nothing lives here now, I’ve lived in lie And I, have spoke, in code and entwined, the accents of love, and woke, unloved and alone I’ve spoke, as plain as in text, the joy of my death, and slept, unloved and alone Bánhús, bánhús is broken mind and organ loss I’m ennui code entwined and haunted, bathed in the morning light In the house that I grew up in, unloved, divine and in low Forlorn as a limping foal with a broken leg On the land that I’ll be buried, unloved, divine and in low Long live ennui on me, crown of war on Long live ennui on me, in low, I was
3.
Body Unbind 05:27
Flayed and disrobed, by the midnight moon, dragging clouds In the evening, I am hateful and remiss Sleep by your side, until morning, I’m devalued and ignored Our bones and body unbind In the morning light, I hold my bones in jars for you Bone and body unbind From the rituals in the night, you write your prose in ash, disrobed In the morning, I am loving and kind of heart Raised, under night, by possession and absence of a host But in the evening, I am haunted by her prose Sleep under moons, until morning, I’m devalued and ignored Our bones and body unbind In the morning light, I hold my bones in jars for you Bone, and body unbind From the rituals in the night, you write your prose in ash, disrobed On a cold, wet dawn, you’d left the home again The blood, bones ‘n’ ash, were back in my skin Through a haze and fog of morning mist her prose was bone and ash Read ‘I love no one, but I’m loved by someone else’ Through winter nights I lie in wait for a full moon, bright midnight But the cold dawn comes and you’ve found another a host Through a haze and fog of morning mist her prose was bone and ash Read ‘I love no one, but I’m loved by someone else’ Through winter nights I lie in wait for a full moon, bright midnight But the cold dawn comes and you’ve fucked another ghost
4.
No Funeral 08:42
An embalming ‘til I’m light Shallow, shallow on a wooden floor And I quiver lone, and I quiver like a stumbling foal And I cry ‘Johanna, Johanna my bones are gone’ But she’s gelding colts, and raising foals So I sleep in shallow, Johanna is gone again Now she’s writing prose and crushing bones And I’d love to cry her name but I’d be howling out Satanic words out in the mist of morn And I’d love to seize the day but I am all entwined Of spastic flesh and misery of home And I’d love to hold her down and die depressed with me But on rotting floor she’d never call me hers And I’d love to cry her name but I’d be drawling out Satanic words out in the night My hard spun gelding strides out across the field And wails out unrehearsed to something that he’ll never know ‘Oh all I’ve got is fear and a violent self-inflicted death’ As I wail, howl, my hands, my head ‘Oh all I’ve got is fear and a twisted neck between the fence’ As he wails and howls in the twilight of his living hours And I watch helplessly from the window of my old stone house As I wail, howl, in a witch’s house Measured pulse of the blood from my hands, I wailed and howled Wished the foals all the joy but the death of my friends, I’ll be with them Oh my body, is borrowed from the lord, I’ll be with them In a house of failing organs, I wade through the mire of the dawn I’m a coffin, I’m a tomb Rejecting god and love, in a hard spun quiver, I am with them Oh my bánhús, is borrowed not stole, I’ll be with them I’m a coffin, I’m a tomb
5.
Veil 01:59
I’m endless spin, glowing veil, slowing pulse I’m watching foals, scattered bones under trees I’ll walk this home, glowing veil, failing light The jarrah urn by her side, and my body will be the fire The glowing veil across my skin, and my body will lay in fire The jarrah urn by her side, and my body will be the fire The glowing veil in the night, and my body will be the fire
6.
I’ll bemoan a vacant life And mock the love of those I know I will walk a favoured gait Across the room to make it known I have blocked my friends’ success And held the crown of war adorned And I will walk a laboured gait And cross the room to make it known And I will cross the floor And judge your life and phase-out And moan ‘my cross, to bear’ I stayed home and locked the doors And drank all I wanted and built myself Again, again Walked through a gate in the grave, spun in the dance Said the right things, wait it out And I rose from the dead, watched from afar And loved all the sadness, the sorry was mine
7.
To Whomever 06:53
I was foaled to the south of the house In the shade of acacia trees Slowing pulse from the veins in my neck My lungs a re heaving and small And in my youth I was pried from the home And walked the mountains, alone Given love and all of the land But I’m nothing and no one And I am A horse in the trees, bathed in filtered sun and moon And I was born and loved by all at dawn And man of wandering star, he’s vanished, and I’ll follow And I will die of broken heart, alone I was clothed by the black of the woe And in trauma, unwanted in low And cryptic prisms, built from equine bones I was promised, inducted in code I was buried alive in my clothes And woke, being born as a foal And morning came, I was clean of my hate I was nothing and no one And I am A horse in the trees, bathed in filtered sun and moon And I was born, and loved by all at dawn And man of wandering star, he’s vanished, and I’ll follow And I will die of broken heart alone To whomever I want, I’ve wasted half my life By ‘g rowing up’ and mourning loss, but I’m giving up To whoever I’ve loved, you never meant that much I’ve nothing left, I’m nothing more than bone and ash Take a walk in the dark and lament all those I’ve wronged And plan the end, a quiet death, I am dragging cloud Written all in code, I am hopeless without prose I’ve nothing left, I’m nothing more than bone and ash To whomever is left, I am nothing, I am folk Take a walk, take a walk, now I don’t want to live anymore

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Bānhūs is an Old English word meaning ‘body’, literally translating as ‘bone-house’.

The album’s title and lyrical themes of existence, misery and death are captured in sonic form across seven songs of despair that feature both Eleventh’s most introspective material to date, and its hardest-hitting.

This download also includes high res album artwork including all lyrics and liner notes.

Artwork by Kahn & Selesnick

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released October 4, 2013

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