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The Mush and the Might
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The Mush and the Might The spout of your mouth Like a river of currency You say behave And I say lets get dirty I want to breed Circling our minds Trouble and temptation Some say the bold and the beautiful Are inert elite I just say go f*** yourse
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euphoreador uses elements from industrial music and many other styles while focusing the lyrics on poetry and poetic sound-scapes.
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Genre
Metal Goth Metal
Charts
#5,345 today Peak #94
#159 in subgenre Peak #9
Author
Josh Hinck
Rights
Josh Hinck 2009
Uploaded
January 08, 2010
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MP3 5.1 MB 128 kbps 5:34
Story behind the song
This is track 2 from "adrift". "adrift" is the late December 2009 release by euphoreador. It continues the dark and ominous music that euphoreador has been doing but in uniquely distinct ways. “adrift” delves into the subjects of reproduction, fallibility, dna, hope and of course life. “adrift” has many melody lines played with a myriad of instruments and some of the songs are heavy riffing guitars to others that are of a middle Eastern flare. Come “adrift” with euphoreador.
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The Mush and the Might The spout of your mouth Like a river of currency You say behave And I say let’s get dirty I want to breed Circling our minds Trouble and temptation Some say the bold and the beautiful Are inert elite I just say go f*** yourself Cause the people who care Are better everywhere Sacrosanct silver and grime When out of the sorrow’s song Long flung you brung You better run before you get killed But the hole in the ground Has already been filled With the mush and the might Of a sorrowful sight Of us all pretending to be right If it taints then it won’t be gold If it breaks we can no longer hold Them precious foolery Along with trivial things Sounds like every Embattlement Sounds like a barrow Well come bare in mind And let you see THE WHORE OF HUMANITY You better run before you get killed But the hole in the ground Has already been filled With the mush and the might Of a sorrowful sight Of us all trying to be right And we’re wrong
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