New song I’ve written (demo)
"The spirits have all fled the trees
And have returned into space.
The olive branch has been broken
Between this world and it’s slaves.
You kissed your young on the forehead
You put your oars to the waves
You set your mind on your ego
Left your sense in the caves.
Your kin have hid in the mountains,
You hunt them out of your tribe
They turn to gods in their solitude
You worship they you defied.”
Price (Guitar player: Iron Octomoms) and I went drinking last week and this is what it looked like. The bottom picture was conceived after we got back from the bar. Our friends Domestic Drone fucking rocked it at Kirby’s Beer Store.