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Fecha de lanzamiento: 13 de abril de 1992

Bloodline fue grabado en Konk Studio, Londres, las grabaciones tuvieron lugar durante enero y marzo de 1991 y mezclado un tiempo después en el mismo año. Fue producido por Alan Wilder, con Steve Lyon como ingeniero de sonido asistido por Dave Eringa. Es el tercer álbum de Recoil.

Después de completar uno de los álbumes más exitosos de Depeche Mode, Violator, y el tour subsecuente World Violation que incluyó a Nitzer Ebb como soporte, Alan Wilder produjo el álbum Ebbhead para Nitzer Ebb, lo que resultó en una buena relación personal y de trabajo con el vocalista Douglas McCarthy. Después de grabar Ebbhead, Alan comenzó a trabajar en su álbum y McCarthy regresó el favor participando como colaborador en Bloodline.

Este álbum significó la primera vez que Alan reclutó vocalistas invitados para participar. Para este álbum se incluyeron las voces de Moby, Toni Halliday (de la banda Curve) así como Douglas McCarthy e incluso una pequeña participación de Diamanda Galás. De este álbum también se desprendió el primer sencillo de Recoil: Faith Healer, un cover de Alex Harvey.

Bloodline también es notable por Electro Blues for Bukka White, que incluyó “Shake ‘Em On Down”, una grabación muy antigua de Bukka White, legendario músico de blues, y que fue insertada en una nueva base electrónica.

Faith Healer

If your body’s feeling bad

And it’s the only one you have

You want to take away the pain

Go out walking in the rain

Watch the flowers go to bed

Ask the man inside your head

Your spirit never has to grieve

All you’ve got to do’s believe

The faith healer, the faith healer

All you’ve got to do is feel

Your body’s going to start to heal

Fingertips of holy fire

Everlasting sweet desire

It don’t matter what the doctors say

Healer man, sail away

Immortality for two

Miracles will come to you

The faith healer, the faith healer

Can I put my hands on you

Faith and hope and charity

Simple relativity

He can make you understand

Calm enough to take his hand

Remember when somebody said

Ask the man inside your head

Fingertips and holy fire

Everlasting sweet desire

The faith healer, the faith healer

Can I put my hands on you

The faith healer, the faith healer

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Electro Blues for Bukka White

Take off your nightshirt mama, and your gown

Maybe ‘fore day we’re gonna shake ‘em on down

Bukka’s stopped hollerin’

Oh, must I shake ‘em on down

I done stopped hollerin’ mama

Must I shake ‘em on down

Too much of jelly to be throwed away

Save this jelly for some old rainy day

Bukka’s stopped hollerin’

Oh, must I shake ‘em on down

I done stopped hollerin’ mama

Must I shake ‘em on down

Fix my supper and let me go to bed

This white light’nin’ done gone to my head

Must I holler, Oh, must I shake ‘em on down

I done stopped hollerin’ mama

Must I shake ‘em on down

Ain’t been in Georgia but I’ve been told

Georgia women got the best jellyroll

Bukka’s stopped hollerin’

Oh, must I shake ‘em on down

I done stopped hollerin’ mama

Must I shake ‘em on down

See, see, mama what you gone done

Made me love you now your man done come

Bukka’s stopped hollerin’

Oh, must I shake ‘em on down

I done stopped hollerin’ mama

Must I shake ‘em on down

Baby got somethin’ I don’t know what it is

Made me drunker than a whiskey still

Bukka’s stopped hollerin’

Oh, must I shake ‘em on down

I done stopped hollerin’ mama

Must I shake ‘em on down

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The Defector

(Instrumental)

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Edge to Life

I’m not waiting for a king

to rule my mind or anything

I don’t need your band of gold

to take me where I need to go

There’s an edge to life

that will cut you like a knife

when you lay your head down.

There’s a castle of sand

that gets kicked in your face

to see how easily you’d fall from grace.

There’s a piece of dust

that crumbles in your hand

if you decide to lose control.

No one can escape

when you find out they’re fake

and you want to take the whole lot down.

A simple man

Well he could do more

But you can only see the traces

that have gone before

There’s a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow

if you walk the white line.

There’s a piece of dust that crumbles in your hand

if you decide to lose control.

There’s a castle of sand that gets kicked in your face

to see how easily you’d fall from grace.

Yes, there’s a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

There’s an edge to life that will cut you like a knife

when you lay your head down.

You know you can’t escape when you find out they’re fake

and you want to take the whole lot down.

There’s no truth in the lie that only angels cry

when everybody knows we’re all born to die.

There’s an edge to life that will cut you like a knife.

I miss you

There’s no power that is such a thrill

that can make a man or anything.

I miss you

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Curse

Lord help me to believe, I’ve got a need

Killed by the world I’m filled full of greed

Deaf to the touch of a human hand

Can’t stand beaten down

by a broken old man

Broken men fill a city full of sadness

Broken limbs fill a body full of badness

I need a need other than the sting of sin

I need a sweet kiss to syncopate the rut I’m in

I’ve got a lover, she clothes me in another

A bad thing to bring to

sacrifice under the covers

She said, could all that red

come from inside of me

Like something living made a

decision to cease to be

Life isn’t like that, life isn’t like this

I have a need to know what it is

Have you stopped to see what it is to be free

How the world has become a giant shopping spree

Lord help me to believe how the world has changed

If it happens enough, does it seem the same

If it happens to me over and over again

Will I cease to feel all the pain I’m in

Will I cease to feel, will I start to believe

Will I need nothing more than the air that I breathe

Well why waste breathing on a living death

Why even bother with another breath

Why believe, why care, why even fucking feel

Why try to see beyond the evening meal

They tell me four billion people are alive today

but they say that life is sacred anyway

But then to see it, no one seems to be living

Oh lord what is it that we’re giving

You’re blind, you’re blind, you’re blind from the facts

You’re blind, you’re blind, you’re blind from the facts

You’re blind, you’re blind, you’re blind from the facts

You’re blind, blind from the facts

I felt life like a kiss in the morning

I heard love like a rainstorm on top of an awning

But then I left home to spend the night alone

And then I saw a man asleep on the cold stone

Was he asleep, maybe dead, maybe dying

I saw in heaven all the angels were crying

I saw myself as I just walked by

I saw another as he turned a blind eye

I saw another as he kicked the man

And that his friends all laughed

and didn’t take a stand

I burned inside, put my hand through a wall

I cursed the world that there is

suffering and cruelty at all

I cursed myself that there is

suffering and cruelty in me

That though my eyes have sight

they’re too full to see

That this would be life, like a job and a wife

Like a car and a house and a garden and a knife

Is it freedom to choose what is not a choice

or is it freedom to silence what is not a voice

Is it freedom to have one belief

or do you choose to live a life full of grief

I can’t choose what I can’t believe

that the way of life is to live and grieve

Cause I see living as a place in the sun

and the world as a place for a kingdom to come

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Bloodline

Come on, the night is young

Seek me out

because I’m ready to get stung

So long, so long, feed me

Come on, show me

come on, need me

Come on, show me the way

Come on, need me in that way

so long

You just never ever get what you want

You just never ever get what you need

Come on, you deserve me

Come on, it’s the thought of you in my veins

Come on, show me the way

Come on, show me the feeling

so long

You just never ever get what you want

You just never ever get what you need

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Freeze

(Instrumental)

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