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Slippery Beers
08:12
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Seasick
Desolation
Pale and starved
Sleepless haze
Sails up
Torn and rugged
Twisted storm on the tide ahead
Spiraling waves
Out of the storm came a poison
A liquid bled from the sky
It was the ink of a kraken
Filling my mouth and my eyes
Sail on
It is nothing
Me iron will shudders, the moment creeps through tentacular imprints on my psyche
Soul of the sea slag
I can feel the other side
Seductive sorcery begging me further
Into the storms eye
Harpoons loose
Deeper in the minds eye of a minds eye of the minds eye
Aquatic euphoria not from this universe
As we ascend
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2. |
Snail Grail
07:43
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Vulture scavenger
Feeding like cancer
'think you've had your fill
Victim dependent
Forever... you're not worthy of the grail
I kiss my putrid vapour
Then I blow it all to you
Can't have my elixir
I'm a junky in a hole
Illicit elixir
We're a junky in hole
From the jaws of slavehood
To the soil
In regression our teething judgement reigns
By the rule of ritual
And it's spoils
Deeming you as the same
A war like snail
Comes to kill; maim, flail.
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3. |
Weed Slug
07:45
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Bog wine to clear the mind
Contemplate the putrid tube
Mosquito larvae in sludge beuge juice
Insect young into my lungs
Tadpoles of toads inside the chode
Fetid slugs to farm the drugs
Hacking coughs of bong water sloths
Pack a cone upon the dismal throne
Take it all and breathe
You'll have to pull a little harder
Take the lion's share
Light it up
You're choking
You like it
Take the lion's share
And light it up
You're choking
You like it
You're a slug
Coolabah mounds and cardboard crowns
Hose pipe under half moon light
Bleeding gums and tar black lungs
Paranoia of a feral monk
Take the lion's share
Light it up
You're choking
You like it
Take the lion's share
And just light it up
You're choking
You like it
You're a slug
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4. |
Mr. Biz
06:54
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I was born in the gutter
If you know what I mean
Licking my lips at that sweet corruption baby
That juicy green
Now slung with jewels and cash
I steal and win the crown
You scums and rats can catch a high heel in the mouth
You like the taste of my shoe-shine
Just kicking in the teeth of the poor again
Now I've clawed through the mud
To my twisted prime
Little Jimmy business is swimming with the big fish
My pretty pockets are lined
Cut my ties clean
But you rats keep crawling back
Slaves to my machine
But so am I
Drain my woes at the whore house
Just kicking in teeth of the poor again
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5. |
Tepid Slobs
02:13
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(interlude)
Lusus, veneficus, vatum stilo, fumus inepta conorum in lunaribus risum
fabam penialem cole, cremorem naturis cretam. rubber lather amor ad trabem lazer labrum
edunt glutinum seminis saepti ferarum, lingua per dente tibia torquent
furia fumare daemonium poo, sugere meum sacerdotem et poo ad vos
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6. |
Odium Below
09:34
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Flies with ease
Slough it brings
Eyes concede
Hide within
Blight
Blind through the reeds
Spite like manic
Ripe are the teeth
Bleed by the leech
Blight
Tarantula
Surrender
You have become prey
Surrender
Death in the sun, not to be
Swallowed so below, soon it feeds
Writhe
Fang pierced derma, agony
The life disgorged, I give in
Life
Tarantula
Surrender
You have become prey
Surrender
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7. |
Shaft Splitter
10:16
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Wank with the wilderness
Animalistic
Pulsing seepage
Bestial instinct
Wriggling
Clench the esophagus
Manic slippery innocent experience
Step through the frame
You're now free game
Skies reach and roar
Beyond the mountain comes a cry
Who else but thundercock
Lord of the dick-split
Lighting hit
Tip of the dick
Cleave the meat
Splintered and limp
Lash it up
Hitched cripple pecker
Writhing wet torngasmic shudder
Jack off the beaten track
Animal lipstick
Breathing and weeping
Genital magic
Draining fluid
Cream stained crimson
Flowing slippery innocent experience
Lighting hit
Tip of the dick
Cleave the meat
Splintered and limp
Lash it up
Hitched cripple pecker
Writhing wet torngasmic shudder
Lighting hit
Tip of the dick
Lash it up
Writhing wet torngasmic shudder
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8. |
Buttery Bongs
13:24
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Butter up my lungs
Teeth and tongue
Lick mah lips
I rub my tum
Butter
Filling crannies and nook
This beug's had it's way with me
For sure got me on my knees
My ruptured hide
Dope weeps from me
Eyes bigger than my lungs
Big rug, big tug
The minds eye takes rise
Worshipper
This beug's set free
Into a dream
This beug has taken me, broiling
The bending violently cracks
Hot dang fry me up, convulsing
Ending in collapse
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Goat Shaman Melbourne, Australia
STONER SLUDGE GROOVE DOOM
Goat Shaman are:
Bill - Guitars, Vox
Ryan - Guitars, Vox
Alex - Bass, Vox
Max - Drums
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