Predilections
Abandon me
I'm going to the base
I'm a core whore hefting fleshed out bled out parts all out

Playing at my seasons' best
Detatched, o' we progress
Akimbo stance screams that you're moving solo
It's got me feelin' so low

Playing at my seasons' best
Detatched, o' we progress
Akimbo stance screams that you're moving solo
It's got me feelin' so low
Playing at my seasons' best
Detatched, o' we regress
Akimbo stance screams that you're moving solo
It's got me feeling so low

You fought for so long
I couldn't see

It's a great big world and time is ticking
You always made that part apparent
Turns out
Turns out

.

[10. pring]

I've got to feel how to choose
I've got to choose how to feel


Special Thanks to Matt Shapiro

Hierophant

Soft Shoulder

Breathe with me
Feel gravity
Say nothing

(Breathe with me)

Vilified my will to die
But everything that moves is everything that loses no traction in me

(Breathe with me)

Spacefare
Come with

I have no opinion
Does it matter?
Should I stay?
Should I?

!!!


Additional Percussion by Austin Pooley 
Special Thanks to Matt Shapiro

Spacefarer

Flora, it's over soon
You've got enough festooned
No more doom or gloomy rooms where only the doldrums come through
Flora, it's over soon
You've got enough festooned
No more doom or gloomy rooms where only the doldrums come through
Flora, it's over soon


Additional Vocals by Raxi

Lambda

Most of it felt subjective with parts objective
And everything felt wrong in "here"
Don't fester with the thoughts you can't describe
Top tries!
Meaninglessness dominated forms
Top forms
Meaninglessness dominated forms
Top form!
(Top form)

Yesterday, I couldn't muster
Yesterday, I felt small love on the bus
And all I could muster to say was, "I fuckin' love your sweater... "

Some time this afternoon I'd like to tear down my vallums
Some time this afternoon I'd like to tear down my vallums
Some time this afternoon I'd like to tear down my vallums
Some time this afternoon I'd like to tear down my vallums!

*

Fought

I knew there was something tragic about the way you waved, and how your eyes went to your head's South
I know that you're hollering here and now in your very own Holocene

Head South
Surround out

Livingry

I knew everything was happening
Loud mouth
Throat cut diagonally
I'm just not healing from what we saw

I don't know what to do about lemmings
I thought I tried everything

Corporate lord, may I move freely?

Fractured modes of thinking thickening aptitudes for heavy loss
I don't know what to do about lemmings
I'm slowly not dying
Trying!

Eyes up!

(I didn't know what to do about my lemmings
I thought I'd try everything)


Additional Percussion by Austin Pooley

Sadomasocracy

["There aren't secrets about the world of nature. There are secrets about the thoughts and intentions of men. Sometimes they're secret because a man doesn't like to know what he's up to if he can avoid it."]

Please don't be upset we misplaced the great big sky
It was bound to happen some time
Please don't be upset we misplaced the great big sky
It was bound to happen some time

Please don't be upset we misplaced the great big sky
It was bound to happen some time
Please don't be upset we misplaced the great big sky
It was bound to happen--


       [""]words by J. Robert Oppenheimer in-interview w/ Edward R. Murrow, 1955

Gnurr

Two million degrees
(Separate)
Two million degrees
(Separate)
Reeling with the feeling, dealing with the meaning
Two million degrees
Reeling with the feeling, dealing with the meaning

So now I'm stuck here in the filth
So now you can be my quilt
So now I'm stuck here in the filth
So now you can be my quilt
So now I'm stuck here in the filth
So now you can be my quilt

Feed my hungry soul.


Additional Vocals by Raxi
Additional Percussion by Austin Pooley

Abyssal

Flora, it's over soon
You've got enough festooned
No more doom or gloomy rooms where only the doldrums come through

Flora

I knew everything was happening
Loud mouth
Throat cut diagonally
I'm just not healing from what we saw

I don't know what to do about lemmings
I thought I tried everything

Corporate lord, may I move freely?

(Such a good fool)

Fractured modes of thinking thickening aptitudes for heavy loss
I don't know what to do about lemmings
I'm slowly not dying
Trying

Eyes up!

(I didn't know what to do about my lemmings
I thought I'd try everything)



track 4 of 9 from "Hierophant", out soon on no label
released August 28th, 2020
Music Written & Performed by Holla Mons, Recorded by Adrian Tanner and Zach Blakeslee Reid at Home, Produced by Holla Mons, Zach Blakeslee Reid, and Adrian Tanner, Mixed & Mastered by Adrian Tanner, Additional Percussion by Austin Pooley, Artwork by Joseph N. Fuentes, Lyrics by Ivan Repko

© & ℗ 2020 Holla Mons

Sadomasocracy (single)

Outer/inner space faring friends making music for easier faring.

Lambda

holla mons