i kissed my dad today
only to feel his pain
he says son its all the same
but oh it comes back again
my mother kisses me goodnight
sweet dreams i know the lord will hold you tight
but when I look into her eyes
i see the things she does despise
in me
you’re the sacrificial son
the superficial one
let the blood drip
mary get on your knees
worship your savior please
if there is no relief
its alright
High-wire minimalist post-punk of the finest sort: the poetry of daily banality spit over molten guitar solos and elastic rhythms. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 20, 2017