we'll see it all again
from beginning to the end
as desperation grows
with the fury that it shows
we tread each other down
grasping for the crown
although we know the trap
it's only the fool's cap
(if) bodies form the heap
there is no top to reach
a conquest in the dark
we're fighting with the shark
with the shark
-
we'll hear it all again
always deceivers spend
the words to fill your mouth
drown libraries in tomes
chanting well known tunes
so sing along
-
we'll taste it all again
the bitter drops that rain
from a hole in the sky
in a warmer winter time
when the gods decease
the argument is raised
and sheerer they will scream
it's only a pipe dream
(if) bodies form the heap
there is no top to reach
a conquest in the dark
we're fighting with the shark
with the shark
-
okay -
so what will it be -
the hate that brought us to our knees
or sailing on a different breeze
the memories we can't forget
that transcend now into regret
uncharted waters lay ahead
no ghost will choose the course we set
sail on
an antique question that
has not been asked today
triggers answers in
bizarre, unveiled decay
is everyone to act
a wicked noble part
of falling back in line
to be wrong is still a crime
an attempt that cannot fail
so we wince in self defense
we eclipse the loop again
to where we stand
Rhythmic, low-end-heavy meditations influenced by funk, jazz, psych, French soundtracks, and—contrary to the LP's name—dub electronics. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 1, 2024