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Graves

from Yalta by Fyrce Muons

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You will see another hammer deep into the side of angels
Fall into the nothing flesh and using just an angry anvil
Walls are crumbling into never, won’t you be another symptom
Growing with a mantel rhythm, other things belong to heroes

Pain is not a violence
Shame is not a curtain

Using your lips, cold as the season
You can believe when you see the reason
It cannot live if I see the reason
Cold is the tent, a similar season

You will stay forever heaven graced by God in rigid deference
Closing into fiery violence, never moving ever dying
Corpses lie among the ashes struggling to resolve the patience
Purgatory waits for all who question life among the pieces

Pain is not a violence
Shame is not a curtain

Using your lips, cold as the season
You can believe when you see the reason
It cannot live if I see the reason
Cold is the tent, a similar season

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from Yalta, released October 1, 2013

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Fyrce Muons San Diego, California

Forty five years of gothic space punk and electro pop reminiscent of Krautrock. Fyrce Muons continue to defy any musical genre with their provocative concept albums, improvisational and surrealistic spoken word.

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