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You watch us in hell
You watch us grovel
Can't take a sick dog with your needs
Bugger on us
With a bullshit fate
A high fence
And a Heil Hitler face

Bullet sees
Have the signs
Bowling dreams
Dead vines
You seize your summer days
Foot down your happy ways

A keener squid was born
Then you
Crawl away if you dare

In these open chains
And these end days
Under reasons
Colder seasons
Colder reasons
All those reasons
Fallen days
Fallen deeds
Calling reasons
Calling danger
Heaven sieze them
Heaven sees this

In the seas tropical

And what is this new hell?
Who are these thieves that promise their purity will bring us to our knees?
Grab that steel gun
A bullet to the fate
You are dripping pus from that Heil Hitler face





bullet vIlegh
qI' wIghaj
naj Qaw'
Heghpu' yuQ
maH sieze poH tuj bI'reS jajlIj
qam 'a ghIH
ghargh Dunmo' law'
lob pagh ngIl

With these open chains
Fairy tales of end of days
Under reasons
Colder seasons
Colder reasons
All those reasons
Fallen days
Cold days
Call it reason
Honor freedom
Turn to passion
Turn to reason

In the seas tropical

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from The Emperor's New Clothes, released January 21, 2017

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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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