"Hail to our shining mongolo​ï​d prophets​.​"

from Amid all this mess, a weak splendour! by SALVING THY AMISS

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We are “the coward” and they are “the brave”. A mask is floating above every face here.
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A long time, short time, a blank. The night is ours as we ran from the farm, surrounded by pigs and horses. I paint a damned damned curse on the road to civilisation and non-cousin parents. Can’t shut these eyes full of death and glory. A six pack, a gun, a pen; then a good diary.

Bang! Bang! Bang! We shot the dog in the head.
We shot the gold and we shot my brother down. Hail, hail to the only child.

There were faces sublimated by sorrow. He was buried alone ‘cause they’re coming tomorrow. It’s a long train for a bunch of dwarves and their second-hand wives.
Here comes the fat man: “Is this car for rent sir?”. “Don’t want a pig in my car as you don’t want a bastard in your daughter. Shut up! I found a phone in the mouth of my brother, a voice yelling “I’m OK, I’m alright but I’m dead!”

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from Amid all this mess, a weak splendour!, track released December 24, 2010

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Open-minded extreme rock'n'roll band from Paris (France) since 2004.

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