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The War Ship

from On The Wisdom Of Blood by Fyrce Muons

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A condition to release the bitter end
I am called to offer solace in a death
Feature roaming stabs that hands can send
And the whispers of the dying you can’t hear again

Listen to the murmur of the crowd
Speaking in a language that is fear
Grow the bold temptation of a grave
Quenching my invasions with a tear that falls
That falls

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from On The Wisdom Of Blood, released July 1, 2015

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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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