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fuck the dead people (brickwallsoulripple)
BY
thanatophobia
MUSICAL GENRE
Digital/Electronic
MUSICAL STYLE
ADDITIONAL INFO
i am considering doing a universal type single for this track... its really one of my all time favorite poems by Kay..
This song was added to our database on March 13, 2004, and the song's information was last updated 20 years ago. v0sh is responsible for keeping this song's information up to date. This page has been viewed 4943 time(s).

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DESCRIPTION
one of the many existing mixes, though one of the more interesting ones, I think, of the poem Keith wrote back in the day... the poem is bad ass... i have a strange cob version that i will be posting soon as well..
CREDITS
v0sh: creation, mixing.

kay: lyrics, pre-mastering*

* there is a post master ready, also by Kay, waiting for the thanVScob release.
COPYRIGHT
copright 2002-2003...
LYRICS
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Keldot Weidlooth
Fuck the Dead People
("BWSR" improvisation by v0sh)
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dry early soil backstabbing rotating its a tunnel that goes one way
excuses diseased by inanimate concentration and removal of the self
quiet quiet little boys sneaking through the pasture with bad intentions
eyes carved out and tense jaws and stringy parched hot hairless bones

rumbling down
rolling down
washing out
watching out

rumbling down
rumbling down
watching out
washes out

bleach over permenant ink marker like violence over grainy memories
eyes like distortions of truth and realities built on your perception of a lie
blood flows long like the death and the war and the stink over all these unburied bodies now
water in the ear that wont drain and cotton swabs to wipe away the blood
courage and ideals and filth and grime and pestilance famine and woe
greed avarice and words make all the dirtieness wash clean away yeh

rumbling down
rolling down
washing out
watching out

rumbling down
rumbling down
watching out
washes out

backwards thinking forward through the rotting synapses of the brain
bony pieces of the flesh eaten dinosaur found sixty five years later
the world cant consume the ead bodys burned or ladled in all this poison now
these boxes tombs and catacombs and concrete slab walls with steel girters and mold now
i need it inside
and
ive got it inside
and
ive needed it right here in me now

rolling down
rollign down

washing out
washes out

washing down
washes down
pooling down
crumbling down

watching down
washes down

crumbling down
washes down
rolling down
washes down
washing out
washing out
HISTORY
ask Keith about that one.... its a real good poem..
RELEASED
July 9th, 2003
1 comment(s)
hells yeah lok, tight ass shit! (by twylla23 20 years ago)
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