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Grip

from Stun by Fyrce Muons

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Candle boys, with a simple pen pal
I don’t know what’s become
Of a simple request
Cannonballs, she takes another risk with death
In a world where time is not your friend
A thing with his skull with a grip
The grip of steel that grabs my hand
And forces it into the ground
Taking me with it down, down, down
Into the depths of a soul
Have apparition of a saint
Get a grip, on your life my precious
Finger tips are not what fetid monsters wear
Devil hides, on your mound of hirsute
Is your cancer growing
Get a grip on death my friend

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from Stun, track released January 1, 2003

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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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