There’s a killer inside of us all, baby
Just longing to be set free,
There’s a mystic inside of us all, darlin’
And that someone is me.
Well I'll tell you one thing, I ain’t
Waiting for the chains to be broken,
Listen, listen,
And I’ll tell you when it’s all over.
There’s a killer inside of your father,
Just longing for a genocide,
Down in the valley a choir is singin’
His cyanide lullaby.
Death tape rollin’ at the podium,
Had enough of this life,
Have no fear, it’s a
Revolutionary suicide.
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Come, my people, to the Temple,
Come, my people to the city of the white nights.
Come, my people, to the Temple,
Come, my people to the city of the white nights.
Come, my people, to the Temple,
Come, my people to the city of the white nights.
Come, my people, to the Temple,
Come, my people to the city of the white nights.
Utterly hypnotic, heavy, and ethereal beyond what I can aptly describe here. It'll take you careening down a kaleidoscopic wormhole of audial bliss. cynothoglys
A reinterpreted version of the Brighton doom band's 2022 album, featuring remixes from Skin Failure, Sugar Horse, God Alone., and others. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 19, 2023
Good sound for a road trip !!! The stoner rock atmosphere as relaxed as driving on the open road while the wind blows your head clear through the car window. Stephan