Bad Magic

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FDJ Raw heavy down tuned grooves with moments of weed induced weirdness thrown in here and there just to keep things interesting.. Favorite track: The Hyperbolic Time Chamber.
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released March 17, 2017

Written by Brett Therlin, Joey Gray, and Josh Taylor
Recorded at Spacecamp Recordings

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Track Name: The Receiving Party
I raise my hands to signal the division of the stars
Heralding an astral shadow of gloom
Riding in the wake of sonic doom
I scatter the sheets of the Priest at my feet
Prepare for the might of our lord of light
Crying in the ditch
Condemned to die by the witch
I am the lich
Fall
Under my spell chained to infinity
The soothsayer damns his trinity
Cursing his god, he curses himself
Now the blackness has enveloped
All and sundry to witness the ritual sacrifice
When we receive from the stars our lord of light
Track Name: Gypsy Curse
Wake up in a dream
Keep trying to shut the door
Trapped on the floor
I'm in someone else

Vomit on my chest
As my torso slips away
Bile enters my veins
I am not alone

When I hear you
I hate you
Track Name: Kiss Me Nazi Scum
I hope you brought your gun
Cause I'm a sadist for fun
You're a streetwalkin dancer
A real romancer
So let's play your game
I know that's why you came
You really look so tough
But I've had enough

I got an itch you can scratch
But I'm hard to catch
I see you're dressed to kill
Goosesteppin boots are hard to fill
I know your tongue gets tired
Bootlickin for hire
Don't you try to miss me
Now get over here and kiss me

Old man felator who is good for what
Never see his head outside his butt
Don't be afraid to shoot him dead
He can never have too much lead in his head
Track Name: Full Moon Sigh
On a night when the moon is high
Body bathed in a film of white
Flesh will change into a rough fur hide
Blood tastes like a lust for life

You will call me a monster
You will call me a monster
You will call me a monster
You will call me a monster

So easy just to give it up
So hard to really care
So easy just to give it up, give it up
So hard to really care