One two
Got you
So we can run
Under fake sun
The flowers are gone
Maybe they won
Where’s our guns
Hunting for the system error
With my knife between my teeth
Face down
Ears shut
Drowning out the terror
Break out
Combat
Try not to run
A mission we’re all terrified
Genetic codes all verified
Black shapes glowing turning white
Radiating flashing lights
Black-outs bright nights
Sparks in the undergrowth
Chewing metal back and forth
Brides at war you and me both
Hollow spaces caving in
Familiar face so alien
Cast out rejects
The shame we’re in
The defect stamped
Onto the skin
Innocence lost in the past
The nightmare’s now caught up with us
Jumping right into the blast
Can’t wake up
You are the host
Please wake up
Can’t wake up
Empty shells and biomass
Martial law for all of us
Fighting for our every day
Piece by piece taken away
Empty shells and biomass
Martial law for all of us
Fighting for our every day
Piece by piece breaking away
Breaking away
Breaking away
As long as the cogs are turning
We stand a chance
And this machine keeps burning
We stand a chance
And we keep returning
To make a stand
From their mistakes are learning
We stand a chance
As long as the cogs are turning
And this machine keeps burning
And we keep returning
Murky and mysterious sounds from Jonquera, depicting, “a feudal struggle between a heretic woman & a priest in the small town of Charlieu.” Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 13, 2020
Only Forwards sounds like a beefed up version of the Doctor Who theme tune on a downer. Buy it and then buy a copy for your Mum as she'll probably want one as well although she'll inevitably ask you to burn it to CD as she doesn't get 'technology'. buttonhead