BONUS: Hymn Whistler (ft. visitor M)

from Genericana EP by Ben Black

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lyrics

(Verse 1)
Mm, blinded by the stare at life, the iris mutilates.
Eyes ballooned with widened blinds were as bruised on faith as pairs of dice.
Views of fatal paradise pollutes the veins in parasites.
Came a savior of night crawlers, hauling a blazing glare of light,
Blooming luminous thorns off a plastic rose, stabbing glows.
Witness gifts a back whiplash bestows; homely split atom blows.
Caskets close gallantly; no allergies for hammer nose.
"Gasp, flip this channel. Show the static." No, the magic goes.
Hocus Pocus, bric a' brac bones and scoliosis
To toting holy homage in a holster.
Scat, focus.
Loaded loco-motived lotus, dome stoned dodos straggle post-its Strapped, polio proning notice scratched: No roam with no ownage.
Drafting wraths of a prodigies prophets profit in,
From slack jaw jotting doctrines coughing godly oxygen;
Swapping honest carols with lock, stock, and barrel.
Shock, knocking down to bow. Town's got more cow than the oxen;
Cowering from harrowing toxins, plots of larceny,
Throbbing hearts tooken; wooden blocks bond the carpentry.
Graveling women sob as the good men unlock armories;
Toppling carnage, harvesting streets because, 'god harnessed me.'
Crock shots to arteries, *pop pop* the harmony.
Harken the Armageddon, set embarking up the darkest tree,
And this is when I question the laws in this town.
There isn't one Humpty, dummy. We are all falling down.
Screaming

(visitor M's verse)

credits

from Genericana EP, released August 8, 2013
Instrumental: Sixtoo - The Honesty of Constant Human Error

Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by Mike Hehir
@DiqueMike / theanalogjam.com