Name: Hard Place by Weaponry
Duration: 4 min 33 s
Description: Recorded with Daly George (Creeper, Boston Manor, Milk Teeth engineer) at The Ranch production house.

Something I Lack

Blindly Follow Us

Year Of The Gnat

Recorded with Daly George (Creeper, Boston Manor, Milk Teeth engineer) at The Ranch production house.

Hard Place

Search For Life

Moving To Andromeda

Two track demo by Masquerader, a UK based Post Hardcore trio with Math-Rock and Alt-Hip Hop Influences.

Danny Molyneux - Vocals, Electronics
Chris Fry - Bass Guitar
Tim Williamson - Drums

All songs written, recorded and mastered by Masquerader.

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Worse Than The Wolf (Demo) - Lyrics

Eyes keep glued anticipation
I see through glass work of fiction
Icy hued manipulation
What big eyes you have

Worse
Than the wolf
Stones that weigh
You down

Hands they clutch at resolution (you'll get nothing)
And serve such lapse disillusion (you'll get nothing)
Answer miss judge axe execution (opening you up)
What big hands you have

Worse
Than the wolf
Stones that weigh
You down

Mouth lying openly now
Morph this light into a shroud
Moth flying around and around
Where's that mouth you had?

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Masquerader (Demo) - Lyrics

I'm a masquerader 
Actin up s'if i'm on some shit
Procrastinator
Wakin up nothing more i slip
There's no swayin me
No-way-to-sleep
The dreams that i'm missin

I'm rib-caged
Lungs can't breathe out
I'm vein-chained
Tied to my skin

Wanna be creator
Time approachin danger 
Gotta be quick on the draw one more tick and the floor will give way
A thin ice that i break 
My mistake 
Double take 
I'm opaque in the wake of a great plague
Too late to wait no momentary hesitate
I see the fall i see the grace but i'm

I'm rib-caged
Lungs can't breathe out
I'm vein-chained
Tied to my skin

I'm in a stationary state
This masquerade, it makes me weary, sets my mind rotate
Into a white tomb, a bathroom, marble slate
A statue, showin cracks soon, that shield ain't shit
Not gonna save you
These days a reflection gonna seem true

And as i catch a glimpse of mine 
The white lies turn to black flies that swarm my mind to hide from the hot fires in cold eyes despite the light that i always used to find in this 

Fuck i never called for this
I falled for this 
Like tons of bricks
I hit and break my swollen fists against
This mask this counterfeit
I've stitched to my face 
I've never once been shown it

Worse Than The Wolf (Demo)

A simple rock song I wrote a couple years back.
More of a demo than a finished version.

A Complicated Man

YOU'RE NOT ALONE BY OLIVE - COVER

Over excitable post hardcore from Reading, UK

Hard Place

Weaponry

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