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Projectiles with spikes tumbled about in the trunk
Bold tight wound until the heat forces them to stretch their armor
An explosion by fire

It’s nothing I can take
Falling ton this test
Burning to the canvas skies the candle skulls
The jingle in this ride
A palindrome a fallen sage
And all we do it all remains

A better mind was had
And all our indecisions
Were the cool rains of relief
And now I am content without your cunning soul of grief
Counting all the deeds of demons sent to measure me
Who can be my minister of peace

It’s nothing I can take
This fire about to break
A million times a million lives
The random spark this time is never mine
I settle down to home
And all we do it all remains

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from Highway 89: A Travelogue, released November 15, 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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