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Apostles

by Fyrce Muons

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1.
With a fine tooth comb There’s a simple drone You say you will Bend to my will There’s a simple way For tank of day Best follow me I bleed in threes Thinner day in a higher way
2.
Life is an illusion One that you can count on to be gone Follow up the staircase Never question anything that’s gone Fellowship is always tenuous If never talked around Breaking bread at the table Pass the wine and solemn all around Why don’t you enjoy this ever day Why don’t you look toward another life Why don’t just turn and run away Why don’t you avoid the cutter’s knife Better to remember Than spend a day with dark Cruising through the stop signs Hallowed men are dark Facing retribution Tangling with alone Step on all the normal Fears of all, it’s gone Why don’t you enjoy this ever day Why don’t you look toward another life Why don’t just turn and run away Why don’t you avoid the cutter’s knife
3.
Oh substantial holy state Cooling down with a Vatican faith Rolling in with a feast that day Bones and bones in a crevice down under You tie my legacy away You force my feast asunder You missed of a genuflect hand Tied and tortured giving up with thunder Oh, such a beautiful horn Oh, and nothing tastes the same And something stays the same as before Captain, cynic, carpenter’s fool Chosen for a nascent halibut Stay inside the holy testament Oh, such a beautiful horn Oh, and nothing tastes the same And something stays the same as before
4.
I don’t know what you want from me Following you around the desert we go Infamous soldiers sent by Herod in tow Outside the temple is a place of inception Oh, we go Oh no, we go Sinister visions of a death without anger Molotov cocktails in a spacious meander Crucify Jesus and the world will be better Fallacy zealots follow men of a feather Oh, we go Oh, we go Didn’t you say that we would find a life better Chemistry sets are never what we want ever Go the machine of politics in a fever Incubate rebels and you find yourself dead Oh, we go Oh, we go
5.
You son of a bitch, you’re coming here to stay You realize you fall alone to be A crazy time, a crazy time you see A sin above, the sinners gone all main A crazy time, a crazy time insane Sadducees will tinker with your soul The sinners all appreciate your whole A rough and tumble Roman with disease A crazy time, a crazy time you see All sinners have an adjective domain A crazy time, a crazy time insane The soldier’s fortune we will need to sniff Lances, knives, and staves for us to see Judges, martyrs, flagellants are here A crazy time, a crazy time to see A crazy time A crazy ball A crazy death To Christ to see You’ve all to go Molotov cocktails of the wall to me
6.
I feel a mindset of cold I follow the test of reasons of fool A testament rests beyond all the hype A Jesuit rests, a simple respite I see you below when I need you I feel nothing more from you You violate to man as you leave me Can the sustenance of bread Be the salvation of flesh if you leave me
7.
A sense that the wisdom has ended A sense of the ending of time The rock hasn’t cured in the oven The simile isn’t that clear We got a job to do today We got another convert They’re coming to shut us down today They’re coming to take us away The simile isn’t that clear The rock hasn’t cured in the dare A sense of the ending of clear We sense that the wisdom is near
8.
I’m falling apart I’m falling Doubting the love and laughter Doubting it doesn’t matter Doubting it’s falling apart at the seems I cry for Zion apart from a king A monument made for a king The sum of the parts are unseen You’re breaking my heart You’re breading my soul Feeling like hornets stinging Feeling like labored thunder Feeling like a rain inside of a dying cloud
9.
Freedom It’s what we know It’s how we roll The syncopation of this day The sole perception of the saved Freedom You see the same men of angels and demons Tame you go Can't see every You see the juices of demons and kind of a tame You see everyone Can it be you see the water reprising and all this attain You see freedom
10.
It gets to falling with weather aligned I hear the screaming of the parasite land I hear the suffering all alone in blood from above Oh he’s quivering with death knocks on his face all come from above I catch a rising from a stone in air The putrid wailing in a hill of earth A constant vigil we prepare the world for his time A thunder rolling from a mountainside of cheering, cackling souls I see him roll the stone away I see the cloth fall down from his body And the blood pour from his wrists And his legs, and his feet I see the women bring cold water for his head to cool him down I see all these things Just as I see my face, my hands, my feet Here today soft, moist, healed Indeed I see my savior
11.
Passages from ancient texts Bible verses be damned Bring your own dream Be sure you space your words Or the gods will speak
12.
Passages from ancient texts More benign cries Of worship Please of kill me From an audience of one

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Fyrce Muos present the first part of a three album work entitled ID-EGO-SUPEREGO, this represents the ID and also is an opera about the lives and inner thoughts of the twelve apostles of Jesus. The complete opera can be downloaded from the blog.cynykylart.com website

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released January 1, 2011

Produced by Michael McGee
Samyul Vaddyllac - vocals
Christian Verger - guitars
Monica Rhuhl - drums
T20 Iogami - keyboards

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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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