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lyrics
One feels the appetite to dance through the nebula
In truth, a chronic stage
And alas, there is a hovering ferment amongst the clouds
A notability in-executable in forsaking
Augmented upon the Empire State
Superior to the Eiffel Tower, Willis Tower,
Having potency at the apex of embryotic absence
Once we devised from clay, wood and sticks
And as they subjugate themselves with municipality,
Soon obliged to take on necropolis
Muyquyta vacated, rise with pillars of grit teeth;
Xue within our grasp, obtainable to sway,
(As if we're warmer with proximity and flare
With the doped sluggards underneath,
Not one acquainted with what's ahead,
In service)
to build,
to buy,
to smoke,
to drink,
to fuck,
to lie,
to betray,
to eat one another
The Earth satiated in a fatal hecatomb
Ie's indefinite shape incarnated with ash,
The abhorrence of prisoners allowing him to choke all image of Bague
While the indwellers are left carelessly plunged by deep proselytism
You hearten your invulnerability,
But the eyesore gives agency to disequilibrium
As your father next to you squirts milk through his nose,
The coronaries below giving the old man beastly lust
Barf a little
feel the bile crawl up your throat
Yahweh next to you
"I was planning on you to be here"
He grabs your hand, supplying the incision
Cutting, enfolding skin on your arm
Absence of reaction
As you rip the wires out where your veins formerly resided...
The Belgian band explore heavy psych, tribal rhythms, free-jazz freakouts, meditative drone and the vast, shadowy spaces in between. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jun 22, 2020
