MUNE

by Damien Youth

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released 23 March 2004
Damien Youth, Omar, Ian Lloyd & Starr

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tags: aliens ambient cult experimental holocaust lo-fi madness rock space suicide ufos acid folk gothic indie rock psychedelic New Orleans

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Track Name: JUNK
Junk flows cold in the chatting room frozen as my words collide.
Propped up boy with his puppet strings tangled like a spider web bride.
Wrapped up in a rocking chair, tattered cloth messy hair, out of it. My god I was out of it.

20 to dawn & it feels like I blazing down the Autobahn.
Pollen rides the sunbeams, broken glass & black screened windowpane.
Like insect injections, The sun's not warming but infecting me.
Feel it's dirty light streams, pouring through the pain like needle into vein.

Waking up cold in the garden the grass feels like razor blades.
Blood thick pulse in the wind blown smelling like Merthiolate.
Red stain Joe, looking horror show acting very outer space, with an acid tear, mumbling something 'bout disappearing back into the hermit years

Love lies lackluster, dangling clustered under mystery wings.
Allusive, executed & then buried, draped in black & wrapped in sliver string.
I'm sitting 30 feet down from the psychic & the circling buzzard crown.
They follow me around, gray wool skies with it's black button eyes, staring down
Track Name: MUNE (Holocaust Days)
Closing one eye, white Stanley give me my dose
Crack in the sky, I sit alone with your ghost
Spitting out time, it vomits, the clock on the wall
Veins are but vines, Gaia, the cannibal ball
Will I go home again? to that familiar hum ?
Will I go home again? Where rooms are golden warm
Paralyzed man, propped up in window of rain
Days cauterize, lose teeth, drip blood down the drain
Poisonous flow, black venom pumps through the vein
Medicine glaze, eyes twitch but feeling no pain
Will I go home again? to that familiar hum ?
You can't go home again. No rooms are golden warm
Visiting time, white Stanley opens the blinds
Sit behind eyes, watch white clouds slowly pass by
Changing the tubes, The strap pulls tight around me
Fingers uncurl, trapped in these holocaust days
You can't go home again. to that familiar hum
You can't go home again. to that familiar... that familiar... that familiar...that familiar...that familiar