Artwork by Samuel Wimmer
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Ekto Plasma (First EP)

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Artwork by Samuel Wimmer

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LYRICS
First Goo Rising
Get out from this trick my friend
And shut the doors locked
For I’m not the one who’s writing this note

These buried ancient drawings
Clearly turned me insane
Unrevealed tensions have settled down

Damned, twisted, Oh Lord
There’s something damned, twisted down here
Damned, twisted, Oh Lord
There’s something damned, twisted down me

Get out from my own nightmare
For I won’t let you in
The keys are kept safe in my soul

Centuries of hiding from the sight of the living
Won’t leave you without scars in your skin

Damned, twisted, Oh Lord
There’s something damned, twisted down here
Damned, twisted, Oh Lord
There’s something damned, twisted down me

Damned old beings like pillars
Erect from the seeds you feed and harvest
Oh Lord
Sitting on the throne of the craft
Behind all that glows with love

Damn, down, twisted down here
Tere’s something damned, twisted in my soul
Damned, twisted down in me
The Sound Of Life
I heard that very sound of life
The day I saw the break of dawn
I had been waiting all the while
Until the pines would turn to stone

I sensed the cooling of her breath
That warmth my skin and soothed my soul
She took my head and holds my hand
Like no one else had done before

I heard the wailing of her wind
I touched the swelling of her claws
My dhow is swinging on again
Though she is still in silent hold

She would listen to my complaint
And ask for me when I am gone
When I am gone she calls again
She longs for me when I’m gone
Pacmanery Glutton Ghosts
cary upgrades shattered down your cave
Belatrix is high but won’t be of any help
Sunny lands of hope, sunny days of care
Father says Your senses are cranked up now you don’t stop running until

Fallen livings are
Fallen duties are
Redeemed from your sins
I took a ticket and my Man Packed turned red

Solemn shadows howl
Sail on a heavy swell
Pacmanery Glutton Ghosts would murder for a True Blood can
Howling like a wolf, walk like a living-dead
Don’t stumble over my friend
They have already smelled your skin

Stunning phenomenon
Failed articulations
Let’s find a better trick
I took a ticket and my Man Packed turned red
“I found some phony lads down the stairs”

Wake up you demons
Wake up you feons
Let’s find a better trick
I took a ticket and my Man Packed turned red
“I found some phony lads down the stairs”

Don’t you try a face to face
Now throw away your plans
It’s a jail, it’s a jam,
And escape and erase and escape their traps
The Seeker
I was supposed to be gone
But now I’m flying on
An endless rushing storm
I was supposed to be dead
But someone found me dancing into a forest

Fear me not
For I’m no Satan
Fear them all
For they have robbed your soul

I was told
Be there.

Worms are digging my bones
But now I’m standing on an endless swelling mound
I was supposed to be dead
But my grave turned out to be an enlightened cave

Fear me not
For I’m no Satan
Fear them all
For they have robbed your soul

I was told
Be there.
Honest Freak
Hello, who’s this?
Can I help you in some way?
I’m here to heal your mind
And there is no way I can fail

I can provide you good laughs
And different everyday
Come on, my friend it’s free
I can stop for you the pain
Come on my friend it’s free
I can stop for you the rain

I can teach you all the tricks
That will make them fall apart
It’s easy to perform
And it won’t hurt you at all

The worst thing is to think
That honestly, you’re a freak
But who cares anyway?
The others are so thick
Who cares anyway?
The others are so thick

There’s a spring of goodness
And there is one made by me
Throw in it 20 pence
And your which will be real

You think you owe me something
A service or a rent
Fuck off my friend you see
You’re too easy to tempt
Fuck off my friend you see
You’re too easy to tempt…
Crazy Wild Horses
I fled my cursed country
Where my faith was stained with hate.
And though love was filling the place
All we did was to curse your fate

Save my soul in a prayer
Son, dive my soul in a prayer

Dawn, by the sea
Shall I leave myself in peace
By the rope round my neck, again

Crazy wild horses are rushing to the West
Urging to explore their kingdom
No man can ride them nor even try to stop their race
For none will desecrate their gold

Save my soul in a prayer
I’ll try to find my way back
Son, hang my soul in a prayer

Will you try to catch a wild shadow running fast
Faster than your greedy hands can reach
Now think about yourself your knees stuck into the sand
Warbling to the Lord your undeserved speech

Save my soul in a prayer
I’ll try to find my way back
Son, hang my soul in a prayer

Son I’ve gone away
I’ll try to find my way back home
Hang my song in a prayer

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