Backworld - Ashes to Diamonds

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Verse 1
In the age of the alchemist
Lived a mage who sought the emerald mist
And he sailed into the great abyss
To the land of the alchemist

Chorus
Turning ashes to diamonds
Turning ashes to diamonds

Verse 2
So he made an offering to Kairon
And he magnetized a crucifix of iron
And he moved like a man possessed
By the ancient dance of the alchemist

Chorus
Turning ashes to diamonds
Turning ashes to diamonds

Verse 3
In the age of the alchemist
Appeared a mage who moved in hieroglyphs
And he proclaimed a transubstantiary myth
By the grace of the alchemist
Chorus
Turning ashes to diamonds
Turning ashes to diamonds

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Backworld grew out of the World Serpent apocalyptic folk scene in London, combining traditional English folk, experimental and minimalist classical with fin de siècle mysticism.
Founder Joseph Budenholzer’s collaborators include Antony Hegarty (Anohni), Little Annie, Lydia Lunch, Isobel Campbell, Jarboe, David Tibet, Michael Cashmore, Drew McDowall, Maya Hardinge, and Ridge Theater.