torches raised in silent reverence
a glaze of dew like a pathetic legion
fortifies the sleeping halls of pseudo-justice
helpless without their cheap surveillance
we are desperate
we will vaporize you with the dew
melody may be good company
but joy is no use to me
not while the barons in alabaster castles rife with
vermin take all you’ll ever make and spend it on weaponry
why aren’t they feeding the hungry?
why should this suicidal race go on?
electric voodoo cabin groove
lay low while current flows
when the lights go down we’ll raze this sorry town
while juice flows through these city pipes
we’ll make it here tonight ‘til the dawn of doomsday
gravity won’t you let go of me
this orbit is insanity
I have an acquaintance, he lives on Titan... beautiful this time of year
levity may be the prophecy
they feast on naivete
hypnotized by the illusions of men dancing on the TV set
electric voodoo cabin groove
lay low while current flows
when the lights go down we’ll raze this sorry town
while juice flows through these city pipes
we’ll make it here tonight ‘til the dawn of doomsday
while juice still flows through these city walls
greener meadows
cloaked in shadows
opaque windows
sow the sorry
lay they fallow
hallowed be thy name
while juice still flows through these city veins...
credits
from Monster Hands,
released March 17, 2015
Patrick Fitzgerald: Keyboards, Vocals
Ryan Nichols: Bass
Michael Reilly: Drums
Music by Patrick Fitzgerald/ Ryan Nichols/ Michael Reilly
Lyrics and Vocal melodies by Patrick Fitzgerald
Engineered by Quinn Waters and Patrick Fitzgerald
Edited and Automated by Patrick Fitzgerald
Produced by Monster Hands