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SWEET LILITH
An immersive audio-visual journey into the upcoming album SOMEWHERE ELSE.
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The Archetype In The Machine
As the driving synthesis of SWEET LILITH unfolds, the sonic textures of Jupiter Loop are an ideal companion to our new publications in the Tumzantorum series.
Lyrics // Transmission Text
All the devils are here…
Under the Halloween moon…
One blink, and we disappear…
Said the preacher, weird and thin,
“One blink and we’re gone again.”
I saw you folding natal charts,
Like the old man’s hands, like the old dark arts.
You were muttering prayers into the wall,
Hid when you heard my footsteps call.
Some folk collect dolls, some collect days,
You collected heartache in a hundred ways.
The devil was a charmer,
But you were better still.
His house was warmer,
Down under the hill.
Lilith, Lilith, sweet Lilith of mine,
You signed your name where the crossroads shine.
Lilith, Lilith, under the Halloween moon,
One blink, and we disappear too soon.
Lilith, Lilith, sweet Lilith of mine…
One blink, and we disappear…
I caught you tracing footprints,
Drawing little worlds in dust.
You never had no friends,
Because you never learned to pretend.
You never understood them at all—
Their borrowed smiles, their paper-thin laws.
The devil knew how to wear a suit,
How to shine a crooked shoe.
The devil was a handsome man,
But you were handsome too.
He had a crooked contract,
And a crooked thing to do.
Lilith, Lilith, sweet Lilith of mine,
You signed your name where the crossroads shine.
Lilith, Lilith, under the Halloween moon,
One blink, and we disappear too soon.
Lilith, Lilith, sweet Lilith of mine…
One blink, and we disappear…
One day you wrote a contract,
Found a crossroads outta town.
Thought you’d get what you wanted—
Not what you found.
Oh, the devil’s not a man at all,
She’s a woman, pretty and true.
She has a secret name,
A name only you knew.
So I came to your window…
Watched you sleeping so still…
Quietly knocking…
Till you opened your eyes…
Till you cried…
Lilith, Lilith, sweet Lilith of mine,
You called my name through the window blind.
Lilith, Lilith, under the Halloween moon,
One blink, and we disappear too soon.
Lilith, Lilith, sweet Lilith of mine…
Lilith, Lilith, sweet Lilith of mine…
All the devils are here…
Under the Halloween moon…
Not one moment too soon…
© 2026 Sean Woodward
All Rights Reserved
Produced by Sean Woodward
From the fothcoming album SOMEWHERE ELSE
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