Got these bones in my knees cryin’ out for relief
I was 6 years old, even then felt the heat from you
You know I tried to tame myself for you
And you might not believe it but I
Touched myself brought about the apocalypse
Crushed my health while my trust turned to rust in you
I prayed away myself for you
We don’t fear the fire
And we don’t need your ceremony
Sacraments or matrimony
We don’t fear the fire
And we don’t need permission slips
Your vaccinized evangelists hey
Had a dream that you watched me die
You lit the cigarette that burned me alive
So give my best to the 99
We don’t fear the fire
I was birthed headfirst
Into shame into flame like a
Curse burning my wonder into waste for you
You know I ran away just like I do
And all that lingers are these
Teenage blood pact promises we made
They sink like fangs into me when I think of you
I threw away the best parts of me for you
Gloomy organ music will tell us all to pay respects
What if your certainty isn’t currency for whatever happens next?
credits
from Basic Glitches,
released January 17, 2020
Produced, Engineered & Mixed by Matt Langston
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Each year the same story: My wife (handmade pop music) and I (black metal maniac) go on holiday. We need some "soft" but honest music for long car drives. It is a tough week in advance to dive deeply into musical scrap to find some pearls like THE CLASSIC CRIME! This album really rocks, sounding more British than American. The first seven songs plus the stormy "Cold Loud Dark" are catchy killers and this is an almost perfect result for an album. A fat pillar in this years's holiday soundtrack! H.L.