A tribute to Edwyn's slick and cool masterpiece. The signature MASSASAUGA dirty sound, mixed with the smooth rhythm of the original, sloshed in a cauldron and boiled up to temperature.

Lyrics:
(Verse 1)
I've never known a girl like you before
Now, just like in a song from days of yore
Here you come a-knocking, knocking on my door
And I've never met a girl like you before

(Verse 2)
You give me just a taste so I want more
Now my hands are bleeding and my knees are raw
'Cause now you got me crawling, crawling on the floor
And I've never known a girl like you before

(Verse 3)
You made me acknowledge the devil in me
I hope to God I'm talking metaphorically
Hope that I'm talking allegorically
Know that I'm talking 'bout the way I feel
And I've never known a girl like you before
Never, never, never, never
Never known a girl like you before

(Verse 4)
This old town's changed so much
Don't feel that I belong
Too many protest singers
Not enough protest songs
And now you've come along
Yes, you've come along
And I've never met a girl like you before

A Girl Like You

A Girl Like You (Edwyn Collins Cover)

The fuzzy, filthy, and furious debut double single. A song that smacks you in the mouth and rides off into the sunset.

Bullfighter (Double Single)

Bullfighter

Rising from the murky depths, a furious series of songs, hell bent on melting your mind...  

Lyrics:
(Chorus)
Motorbeast

(Verse 1)
Feel its breath down the back of your neck, hotter than the sun.
The king of the road and god only knows, there can only be one.
A turn of the wheel the twisting of steel, there’s no other way.
The motor roars and takes all that's yours, you won’t see the day

(Verse 2)
There’s no guarantees, when he takes the keys, you won’t see the signs.
No silver or chrome on the long road home, I’ve died a thousand times.
The engine runs all 24 tonnes, unstoppable forces.
It bares its teeth and you’re crushed underneath, 300 horses.

Exorcisms and Psychic Visions

Motorbeast

Rising from the murky depths, a furious series of songs, hell bent on melting your mind...  

Lyrics:
(Verse 1)
You can beg, you can bleed, they do it every single time.
You can run, you can hide, to the end of the line.
Fast hands will cut you down, watch you hit the ground.
Wrong side of the track, now you’re dressed in black.
With a switchblade in your back.

(Verse 2)
How’s it feel down there, face down in the rain.
Live fast and die young, out of luck again.
I got what you need, fast hands to make you bleed.
Wrong side of the track, now you’re dressed in black.
With a switchblade in your back.

(Breakdown)
Die young, off the track,
Switchblade right into your back.
How you live, like that,
Switchblade right into your back.
Cut down in the streets at night,
Bloody hands of a switchblade fight.
Move fast make you bleed alright,
Struck down in a switchblade fight.

Switchblade

Rising from the murky depths, a furious series of songs, hell bent on melting your mind...

Lyrics:
(Chorus)
Ive been waiting for a thousand years, its comin’, its comin’

(Verse 1)
Who’s that face in the mirror,
Who's that man behind those eyes.
I get this feeling of danger,
Sudden victim of surprise.

(Verse 2)
The lights are out and curtains closed,
Creeping footsteps down the hall.
Doors locked and I’m alone,
But theres voices behind the wall.

(Bridge)
Criminal minds,
Hand ties.
Broken glass,
First class.

10-46

10 - 46

Rising from the murky depths, a furious series of songs, hell bent on melting your mind...

Lyrics:
(Chorus)
Psychic visions flashing through your brain,
Melt me down in the acid rain.
Priestess of the mountain,
Psychic visions happening again. Happening again.

(Verse 1)
Take a sip of the potion, when the twelfth bell sounds.
Come and join all the others, on the hallowed grounds.
Let the candles burn, keep us from evil.
Fear the man in the church steeple.

(Verse 2)
All those wasted tears, all those haunted nights.
Can sense the end is near, see the end in sight.
Come kneel at the altar, and offer up your life.
Put your hand to the ritual knife.

Psychic Visions

Inspired by the Witch Trials of the 17th century, "The Only Good Wizard is a Dead Wizard" tells a tale of mass hysteria, ritual sacrifice and ancient magic. A series of events transpiring to create a divide between man and mage.

From his tower the high sorcerer watches on, pondering his crystal ball. Just like the ouroborus, mankind is destined to destroy itself.

The Only Good Wizard is a Dead Wizard

The Sorcerer's Theme (Bonus Track)

Inspired by the Witch Trials of the 17th century, "The Only Good Wizard is a Dead Wizard" tells a tale of mass hysteria, ritual sacrifice and ancient magic. A series of events transpiring to create a divide between man and mage.

The townsfolk take to the streets and spill blood. Guilty or innocent no longer matters, they take their heads all the same. As the king is slain, an ancient evil is awakened. The spirit of the damned, the Dungeon Crawler.

Dungeon Crawler

Dungeon Crawler (Ft. Sam Shiers of Ambrius)

Inspired by the Witch Trials of the 17th century, "The Only Good Wizard is a Dead Wizard" tells a tale of mass hysteria, ritual sacrifice and ancient magic. A series of events transpiring to create a divide between man and mage.

As dawn breaks and the people gather, their fear manifests and their judgement becomes clouded. It is the unknown which frightens them most.

Don't Be Scared of the Dark

Don't Be Scared Of The Dark

Inspired by the Witch Trials of the 17th century, "The Only Good Wizard is a Dead Wizard" tells a tale of mass hysteria, ritual sacrifice and ancient magic. A series of events transpiring to create a divide between man and mage.

As night falls upon the village, it is the calm before the storm. However the people get no sleep.

Interlude (No Peace in the Village)

Interlude (No Peace In The Village)

Inspired by the Witch Trials of the 17th century, "The Only Good Wizard is a Dead Wizard" tells a tale of mass hysteria, ritual sacrifice and ancient magic. A series of events transpiring to create a divide between man and mage.

Upon hearing what the cultists have done, the townsfolk gather in the square. Pitchforks and flaming torches are raised to the sky as they cry out for blood. The Witchfinder General rallies them to action, no wizard is safe. For in the morning, the hunt begins...

The Only Good Wizard Is A Dead Wizard

Inspired by the Witch Trials of the 17th century, "The Only Good Wizard is a Dead Wizard" tells a tale of mass hysteria, ritual sacrifice and ancient magic. A series of events transpiring to create a divide between man and mage.

Cultists gather on the hill to bring an offering to their gods. As the human sacrifice squirms on the altar, begging for mercy, the blade hears not. The witching hour approaches, so the ritual begins.

Witching Hour

"This duo from Coventry in England deserve your attention if you’re into fuzzed-up, psyched-out, occult-drenched doom n’ roll." - Metal Forces Magazine

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