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Creeps
04:17
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I follow tunes
I got a rate defined
You follow me down, let it doom
I gotta razor find
You got a razor find do too
You got a razor find do too
You gotta life
You gotta raise in time
You gotta brain
You use your brain in time
I got a rain in time with you
I got a single thing to do
I gotta sign
You follow them I see
Silver mine is what I do
It’s not the same you see
You got a razor find you too
You got a razor find you too
You got a life
I want a life with you
You need to carry me
In a blue papoose
You got a razor find you too
You got a razor find you too
You’ve gotta know
I got a life with you
You gotta see the wall
I wrote a life with you
You got a razor fine you too
I got a simple plan for you
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Fold
04:42
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Supine
04:15
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Feel the feeler
Coming on
I see the day is long
And the night is never gone
I got woes to be sure
I feel the nails that are tearing my hair out
And all alone
Feel a breeze
I feel a fire
I hear them laughing at me
As I rise with desire
Coming home
Leave me there
I cannot find everything that I see
And I leave it there
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Bleeder
04:14
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Is real oblations
Another way
Open contusions
Open away
Occult inclusion
Open by day
It’s a stick implosions
By hook or race
The lack misery
For a new place
They call this heaven
This brand new place
I see an angel
Is at the gates
I see a demon
Directing fate
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Freeze
04:09
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I cannot stay awake
For all those purple babies
All those words are waste
And I don’t know what lead can do
Cannot stay for long
Before the perfect babies
And every time I do
One eye open another shut
I cannot be amazed
From all the simple pleasures
I cannot make the space
For all the toys I left behind
I cannot be amused
When all my toys have left me
I’m all alone
If all my toys have gone away
I cannot stand and weep
And all my cars have left me
I won’t be sad to see
If they are weeping, weeping too
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Mist
04:37
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I have nothing at stack
Following balloon it make
Crying for a secret
I’m crying for a secret love
Crying for a secret
I’m crying for a secret lover now
I have nothing at stack
Following balloon it make
Crying for a secret
I’m crying for a secret love
Crying for a secret
I’m crying for a secret lover now
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Monolith
04:24
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Our love is over
It’s gone for good
Is nothing sacred
It’s gone for good
Is nothing sacred
It’s gone away
Our love is gone
Our love is waste
The party’s over
The pain this way
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Wrists
03:26
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Moss
03:56
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Based on the rhythm of the holy saints
In praise of world and fallen minds
Based on a lady with a holy halo
And magic on a rise
Come to the circus of the holy saints
At the confessional to hear the show
At grievous kitchen and you’ll stop the show
With the blinking of an eye
Breaking of bread as you break my back
Taste such a follicle of early wine
Praise be to Allah
In a symbiotic tracking line
Finding marks in the back of the knee
Hiding the sores of a thousand lines
Following Madonna as she takes the silver
Spoon from under wire
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Pomegranate
04:30
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Save our music
Faceless angels
Dancing in time
Fight temptation
Save the poet
Breathe in to time
Dreams of mystics
Curtsy lovely
Do it in time
Gracious angels
Spawn the weeping
Time after time
Grave in time
I speak in time
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Tundra
04:27
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Can I see it there
A policy of scorched on earth
Can I feel and stare
A man with nothing there
I don’t realize
The picture of a man is gone
To be realized
Forgiveness is a policy
Is the light so dim
A moth cannot be drawn to it
Is betrayal there
To be a desperate monolith
Living is so cold
A tundra of a permafrost
Flying lower now
You took my feet from under me
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Veiled
04:22
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The finer things in life
Have past me by I think forever
I haven’t made my choice
To try to rectify behavior
Finer things in world
Have even times begun to waver
And every time I noise
Upon the grief of loss forever now
The choices were my own
The sinister approach was even
Tempered by the style
Of which a different number tethered
Every time I smile
Upon a bird without a feather
Heaven would be vile
And hell would place a lien upon me now
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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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