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The Glass Piston

from Flow by Fyrce Muons

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New to burial hands in Venezuela
The seas have no edge
Face fate in regal’s reach
I’ve been there
This sleep that’s dreamed
I live there
Simple gate
The warming sun wind
And you won’t be there

This is a bitter taste
Citizens of Mycenaea
Will leave you freezing
The most fiendish place
There is a steeple
Following the breeze to slice inside the temple

Your sinner’s chains
You might have seen them
The sloth of rape invades the memory
The seizure hates another kindness
For every bear we bait
Antagonize the wounded
For every man we hate
Another man is danger

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from Flow, released April 16, 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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