Traditional Fire
from Curation by PlasticBag FaceMask
lyrics
PATRICK: Pray to your god. Go home. Crucified in stone.
JACOB: Stone chamber, damp hallways, finding riddles in the scraps. Press on, each key, unlocks a monster.
Walk.
Violent or fake, your mind unravels all the same.
Can't find enough matches in the dark,
The tools are missing in the lake,
Need to bury this lost art,
The monsters chase relentlessly,
The path leads me to this church,
The altar continues to bleed.
J&P: Mother. Where are you?
Father. Where are you?
These demons have taken me in.
They are calling me their own.
JACOB: Stone chamber, damp hallways, finding riddles in the scraps. Press on, each key, unlocks a monster.
Walk.
Violent or fake, your mind unravels all the same.
Can't find enough matches in the dark,
The tools are missing in the lake,
Need to bury this lost art,
The monsters chase relentlessly,
The path leads me to this church,
The altar continues to bleed.
J&P: Mother. Where are you?
Father. Where are you?
These demons have taken me in.
They are calling me their own.
credits
from Curation,
released February 4, 2019
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PlasticBag FaceMask Fresno, California
Est. 2008.
Studio band of Patrick Hogan (Time Bomb, Bookburner) and Jacob Lee (Keeper, Elder Devil, Hellish Form, dontcryformeimalreadydead)
Live shows are about as rare as unicorns.
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