blessed prostitute
looking to get stoned
he who is full of sin will you cast the first stone
lover in darkness will you be a true friend
and take this tired dog
back to sleep
will you please murder me
for all my sins
i’m tired now
put me to rest
pathetic excuse for righteousness
another place to never rest
place me in your arms
let me forget
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