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Heavy Traffic

from On Weather by Fyrce Muons

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Coming out I see the flies
Coming out I see their manes
Looking like a pride of lions
In a pack of traffic haze
I don’t see their ivory semen
Running down from hairy balls
I can’t count the eyes upon them
I don’t know if they have lids
Risen from the bloody maggots
Risen from the eggs in vain
See them congregate on feces
See them jump among the panes
Upside down they lay together
Upside down in death they hang
Dessicated bodies laying
Fragile with a brittle crust
Exoskeletons are piled
On the sills of fetid dust
Neighbors come to rustle under
Juiceless hairy monoliths
See the body of a rodent
Covered in the party there
Having them just one last supper
Dying in the heated air

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from On Weather, released July 23, 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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