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Woolen eyes
Fallen angels
Cannon eyes
Swollen patience
You see all God’s visions
Going now holy inspiration

This crisis is us in a reverent tease
It is less for needs I left my veins
Calling down to me in this foolish place
I do not feel
Hold it into graves

Life is not content
Shivers night is fall
Apathetic insects
Too scared to fall

Patience for those benign and none for the wicked
Tear great tufts out or whatever
Not worth the sickness of final injection
For the good the wait should be sublime
For the wicked the wait is intolerable
Everything will happen in its’ time
And served with new directions every day

How nice for the rabble
Choosing vice and the apple
Feeding drones beads and glass bits
Raise alarm at your interest

This crisis is us in a reverent tease
It is less for needs I left my veins
Calling down to me in this foolish place
I do not feel
Hold it into graves

Life is hard and then
Turn into a stone
Life without a meaning
Embryo to bones

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from Vagantem Animarum, released April 1, 2016

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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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