devout as I pray
dead with owls I will lay
through the trees we see them run
hag fags on the fuckin' run
hello I'm your best friend
cut that shit, I'll start my end
tie a noose, now it's loose
burn your cross, I'll let you bend
down low, low, low
hell is where I'm set to go
slaughter all the animals and
watch them bleed in the snow
hag fag, eyes white
drowning in the black night
run run run, he'll kill us quick
he beat me with a fuckin' stick
vomit on me
I'll take drugs 'til I can't see
more of that and shut it out
don't you give me any doubt
devout as I pray
dead with owls I will lay
through the trees we see them run
hag fags on the fuckin' run
A wonderful juxtaposition of hauntingly beautiful melodies and vocals which can somehow be at once soothing and gentle while abrasive and oppressive. Blow off steam and go to your zen place by smashing glasses against a wall. Ol' Bugs
The terrific debut album from Berlin industrial-pop auteurs Mueran Humanos was out of print until this reissue on the band's own new label. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 22, 2020
The solo project of Philip Quinn (Girls Names), this is dark-edged electronic work with a needle-sharp take on life in the U.K. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 10, 2019