song from 'caribou killer', which will be out reasonably soon

i'm gnashing teeth on bent knee
there are two rooms and only one of me
the context is lost in what you speak
stage blood all over the back seat

i've got your high beams in rearview
i can't see a thing
dust clouds form near you
the road is starting to sink

i'm scared that i am missing out
i've known the words but haven't said them aloud
in some facets that i hardly know
rust in my eyes, fingers, and toes

it feels so strange, just an inkling
dry in my mouth
what the fuck were you thinking?
what are you going on about?
the ropes are tightened up
and you're pulling on the ends
it's time i lightened up
walking under the edge

i know how i harshly press my eyes
but i don't know why-
something just feels right
within some conduit through which we rationalize 
the nameless guilt on our back all of the time
"do i have to do this for the rest of my life?"
i have to do this until the day i die

conduits

roadkill relentless
my sisters tears intensify
with every thump,
every thump 
thump

funeral in the basement
my mother checked every night
did they
spring back 
to life?
spring back 
to life?
spring back 
to life?

i don’t want to think about it
i don’t want to hear about it
i don’t want to hear you lie

stealing, reckless
my sisters tears intensify
every time she says its ok
its ok 
its ok

pointless, useless
this nothing I’ve won
pretending i haven’t
lost, i haven’t lost
i haven’t lost

I dont want to think about it

kdgidtidtiutdjnnvff

Single for 'Quarantine', available for FREE here: https://martin-nilsen.bandcamp.com/album/quarantine

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https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCEZXImNHjUgOwV_LZlR3iAQ

Flowers

Many thanks to Deividas for the photo, Tara for the spoken word, and Aran for the guitar.

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Lyrics:

I don't wanna go
I don't wanna go
I don't wanna go
To the Bardo

I don't wanna go
I don't wanna go
I don't wanna go
To the Bardo

Close my eyes 
Just for one second
Chewed up and shit out 
Into a new dimension
Slip into an ooze 
Of infinite creation
Free-fallen from the top
Straight into the basement
Infinite yet empty
That's the way you oughta be
Show me how to keep my nose
And my conscience clean
I know 
For sure
There's something pure
Inside of you

You lived your life with a subtle grace
And I still cry at the thought of your name
But when you live your life with a cold approach
You have no idea how much pain you impose
You're ignorant, you're just an ant
And you can forgive, and you can forget
But when you think, what good is that?
Why don't you refer to your epitaph?

Infinite yet empty
That's the way you oughta be
Show me how to keep my nose
and my conscious clean
And I pray that you'll pray for me
49 days and 7 weeks
Infinite yet empty
That's the way you oughta be
Show me how to keep my nose
and my conscious clean
And I pray that you'll pray for me
49 days and 7 weeks

I don't wanna go
I don't wanna go 
I don't wanna go
To the Bardo

The Bardo

Throwing my bit of copper into the heavily bronzed well of honey-inspired tunes. Been relatively busy with other's music, so it feels good to get *something* out, albeit the vocals being rushed, but that's just cuz I'm more of an instrumentalist. Whaddya gonna do, I've exercised my vocal writing muscle for this track and hopefully next track will be better, who knows, just glad to take sail ya know.

Written, performed, mixed, mastered by Empty Angels
Additional Keys (the fast ones especially) by Ian Clark

Lyrics:
I met her in my dreams, we'd been
Takin our time like it never ends
It kinda hurt to play my part
Knowin that I'll wake without her in my arms

My face melt like cake in a desert
I couldn't stand up
Took almost three days to recover
Is this love

She's so sweet
Honeycream

I met her in my dreams again
She had a cardinal primed at the hip
To set its perch upon my heart
You know that these branches aren't fallin apart

My face melt like cake in a desert
I couldn't stand up
Took almost three days to recover
Is this love

She's so sweet
Honeycream

Liquidated in a lake with you
Like an atom smasher we fuse

Honeycream

Autumn Winds

Loose Ends

Lead single from my upcoming EP, 2020-1.

crack the sky
it comes from on high
when the blast range hits
you can see it for miles

a desolate zone
no place to call home
so thank you Uncle Sam
for the country we roam

clean it all up
clean it all up
clean it all up
clean it all up

don't give a fuck
don't give a fuck
don't give a fuck
don't give a fuck

clean it all up
clean it all up

don't give a fuck about politicians that suck or when the shooter says duck so just tell me what's up

just tell me what's up

crack the ground
'til there isn't a sound
when the sun arises
you will never be found

crack the sky
it comes from on high
when the blast range hits
you can see it for miles

a desolate zone
no place to call home
so thank you Uncle Sam
for the country we roam

clean it all up
clean it all up
clean it all up
clean it all up

come alive and lead the way
right your wrongs and win the day
fight until your bones are bare
fight until your bones are bare
fight until your bones are bare
fight until your bones are bare

Fight Until Your Bones Are Bare

This Town Needs Guns - If I Sit Still, Maybe I’ll Get Out Of Here (Rhythm, Lead & Bass Cover)

mama here comes midnight with the dead moon in its jaws

I dont want to think about it

Apistat Commander