at dawn the ocean began to mutter: "the air is getting thick out here," and that was the way of it
the sun greeted a cavalry of five and dime scoundrels and snake-oil supermen
stark-naked skeletons without a penny to their name
save the trillions stuffed in the cannibal coffers at the rear of humanity
rust red raindrops fall as foul flakes on dry tongues
the plains states, bone littered like toothpicks in greezer-bar dustpans
hosting the suspect alchemy of lard into gold
a lock-step yes-man authority
a parliament of misanthropes, philanthropes, lycanthropes, the aforementioned alchemist
divining rod arborists
cue tumbleweed, exit stage left
enter stage right:
the mortal
the liar
the demon
the clod
the fiend
the friar
the end
begin
skin like leather
drunk of breath
the clairvoyant at the wheel
a sun behind the silhouette
the christening begins
the glory of his ministry
pink upon the wind
it took all of the handlers to debrief the child again
both crones and seven in the procession of the nine
she shudders at the judgment of a coven of her peers
she remembers, heavy heart, the first time she tasted snow
and mourns her explanation of it's absence to the young
you've donned a face that won't wash off
mirror, mire
water still
a scowl returned
blood on your hands it won't wash off
mortal, liar
demon, clod
fiend & friar
On their incredible new album, Swiss group Abraham deliver a relentless assault of punishing noise rock, eight tracks of primal fury. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 26, 2022