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Split Hairs
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A strange, somewhat grim vehicle of electropunk-inspired industrial pop nonsense. I've been told my lyrics verge on the slightly intense. With effortless underg
I'd love to sound more like :Wumpscut: or Katscan or someone like that but I'm afraid that's unlikely. I've spent too many years looking for proper industrial punk bands and the sort of hairy European misanthropes that float my boat, but come up empty, so I thought I'd do it myself. That said, I cringe listening to my own tunes - which unfortunately I've been known to do sometimes; possibly because they're all gloriously unhinged. I suppose Jandek and Suckdog are role models as well then. Does this break the 'evil Nihilistic bleakness' third wall a bit? I always wonder that about industrial and post-industrial groups. They all sound so sensible and dour. That said, I'd like to think my real life is somewhat grim, and I'm not just moaning on about Nazi zombies or cybernetic hookers or something. You get a lot of dental references in my stuff. Much as I try not to glorify it, that's probably because I've been known to chew sweet dripping fuck out of myself on occasion and would at least like to be allowed to complain about that decidedly unorthodox state of affairs occasionally. The attitude of Whitehouse, Brighter Death Now, Swans and Painslut filtered through the crappy techno pop bleepery of whatever modern toss I'm subconsciously influenced by, I suppose. Right, that's enough bands name-dropped. Just listen to it if you're curious.
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Genre
Electronic • Industrial
Author
Ben Power/Ben Power/4 Minute Warning
Uploaded
August 08, 2015
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MP3 4.2 MB • 128 kbps • 4:32
Lyrics
Split Hairs Jesustenance riding you messiah high Broken glass stars punch their muzzles through the sky Roll up the oceans and sucker in the moon Plying the seconds with your second hand tune Hear the magic spirits mutter on this empty bucket wind They always pound the same conclusion out You have sinned When you try to quench my thirst You drown me out with equal ease Carcinogenic choirs screaming get down on your knees Gazing graves and electric chairs Instead of splitting atoms you’re still splitting hairs The armourer of ages loves to prey on fresh dreams When He stamps down with His smile It’s time to label light obscene A mind tears like tissue paper under the night Of a million little martyrs serving up their spite Digging round the corpses where your sanity won’t look Still a single shining soul’s not worth a single burning book Dancing devils flicker in your bonfire eyes There’s a tablet in your treasures beaten from the oldest lie If his stalkers feed the flies don’t say you didn’t hear their song The stabbing in your back that might suggest that you were wrong Gazing graves and electric chairs Instead of splitting atoms you’re still splitting hairs The armourer of ages loves to prey on fresh dreams When He stamps down with His smile It’s time to label light obscene The shadows in your garden desecrate the evening sun With this brittle mantis moment we admit the day is done And tomorrow’s dirt smears ashes over passion and devolves Left weeping in the hallways with the ghosts of the absolved Gazing graves and electric chairs Instead of splitting atoms you’re still splitting hairs The armourer of ages loves to prey on fresh dreams When He stamps down with His smile It’s time to label light obscene Gazing graves and electric chairs Instead of splitting atoms you’re still splitting hairs The armourer of ages loves to prey on fresh dreams When He stamps down with His smile It’s time to label light obscene
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