'Cos you are this case,
'Til we're displaced,
You are this case,
'Til we're disgraced.
Tell me glass spirit,
You aren't the one to break it,
Shown in alone at the summit,
Tell me glass spirit,
'Cos you're not the one to break it,
Shown in alone at the summit,
No path to home.
You are this case,
'Til we're displaced,
You are this case,
'Til we're disgraced,
No path to home.
Some holy land will find us,
The Fathers of the meek,
Once the kids escape this,
You're the flavour of the week,
Tell me glass spirit,
You aren't the one to break it,
Shown in alone at the summit,
There's no more path to home.
And tell me this case,
Where you are displaced,
You are this case,
Until we're disgraced,
Deal me this case,
Until we're placed,
You are this case,
Until we're disgraced.
Richard's music sounds like the thoughts of an alien spaceships supercomputers AI while the ship is under attack. Some of the most outworldly sounds you will ever encounter! Tim Strohmeier
A stellar cast of artists put their own shadowy spins on recent Bestial Mouths material—toward the goth club floor or into pure noise. Bandcamp New & Notable May 11, 2021