We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Dervish

from Wheels by Fyrce Muons

/

lyrics

With a grease upon the fire
It calls upon the dead
And raining all the patriotic slogans on your head
Cold as all the winters
And the soldiers all the same
Sounds of propaganda from the radios of hate
Isn't it the same as purges
Isn't it a dream
Crawling down the alleys and it's washing down the drain
Everyone's in prison
Yet everyone is free
Kings and priests and governments are working towards the end

I find a lane
I find a listen

Find a stable government
In the land of Greeks
All the men agree on one thing, all agree on keeping peace
What this means is keep dissention
Creeping in the bowels
Keep the voices in a silence covered up in fear
With their lips up to the chalice
With the semen covered dead
An institution made of malice filled with talking heads
The resurrection of the masses
Gathered like a storm
Overthrow the tattered tassels, keep those bodies warm

I find a lane
I find a listen

credits

from Wheels, released June 10, 2013

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Fyrce Muons image

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.

contact / help

Contact Fyrce Muons

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this track or account

If you like Fyrce Muons, you may also like:

Bandcamp Daily  your guide to the world of Bandcamp

On Bandcamp Radio

Seafood Sam joins the show to discuss his newest album, " Standing On Giant Shoulders".
listen now