YURT III - Molluskkepokk

by YURT

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This is the 3rd album by the Sonic elders of YURT.

Warning - May contain conceptual proteins.

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released May 28, 2016

Recorded and mixed July 2014 - November 2015

by Tommy O’Sullivan at Silverline Studios and Deep In The Woods

Mastered by James Plotkin at Plotkinworks

All noise, text and visuals by the sonic elders of YURT

percussion - Andrew Bushe

guitar, vocals, electronics - Steven Anderson

bass, vocals, electronics, artwork - Boz Mugabe

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YURT gathered at the dusk of 2006 with a criteria of conducting experiments in the broader field of progressive rock music. The Sonic Elders Of Yurt have spoken.

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Track Name: Parasitic Cabal
Tearing apart the membrane, poison the core of the chrysalis
Fragments of everything spiraling out of control again
A thousand eyes of inquisition beaming down on me

Foreboding of a smothering haze lingering
Crawling out of the fracture, this parasitic cabal
Crumbling line of defence reduced to a sickly shade of grey

Another deep dark scar cuts across the landscape
Swallowing up the remnants
Vile sucking pestilence spiraling out of control again

© 2016 The sonic elders of YURT
Track Name: Ruptured by the Shrapnel
Ruptured, rising, malevolent, airborne
Viral experiment filling me up with the spores of malignance
This vile excuse of a warrior
Slobbering mollusc on a slug trail, fading

Everything sweet genetics intend
This dangerous beauty, arise in a blaze of fiery warpaint
Emblazoned with the mark of a hunter
Torn out, venom and resilience, bleeding

Ruptured by the shrapnel
Nothing returns in a glorious blaze
It’s cold here where we’re stranded on the outside
One baptism of mud and excrement
Mark of a hunter,
Torn out, venom and resilience, bleeding

Nothing remains but the carrion of the pure and primal
Ruptured, rising, a lesion in the chrysalis
It’s cold here where we’re stranded on the outside
Choking trails of hellion dropping aspartamine promises
Nothing illuminates, all that seems to glitter now
The piercing of these parasite eyes
War paint, fading
This dangerous beauty never returned in a vengeful blaze

© 2016 The sonic elders of YURT
Track Name: Unknown Component
Too many dark days, a prayer for a bright light
A strange kind of decadence seeping right out of me
Hacking up nightmares, A flood in the trachea
Gouging away at the red raw
Sharpening rusted fragments of something
Tools of salvation and improvised surgery
Endless attempt to dislodge this unknown component
Embedded deep down inside of me


© 2016 The sonic elders of YURT
Track Name: Testament Zero
Dumb it down to a series of zeros and ones
Fractalites and digital whores
Obediently guzzling up this binary poison
One more click and preach again
Deliver me some random toxic mantra
This faith erodes, there’s nothing left for me
Three dozen kilobytes
Well placed out-of-context wisdom
Blazing under a stockpile sunset

© 2016 The sonic elders of YURT