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III - Molluskkepokk

by YURT

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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
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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
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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
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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

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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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