V:
Another punctual, torch-flicked juncture
of a secret society.
De facto Vatican
Since 1933.
In the night, fog and lights
Cascading through moss and gripe.
Banners high, crested kites,
Path of flags and flying pikes.
Vulgar displays of towering power
Spilling out in a hoppy froth.
Forging orgies, pouring more vi(no!).
Masquerazed fetishophrenics!
All abiding their time,
Smothered, covered, chunked and primed!
Mesmerized, shutter eyes
Fluttering like butterflies.
C:
Loud the drums will beat,
For the one desired!
A thousand timpanis
Punctuating how her hips bounce!
Pounding chests of the infantry
Hounding the one desired!
Striptease symphony!
Rallying the fawning pawn crowd!
V:
Cryptic remission-
ary position.
Hip-to-lip fission
With ritualistic pistons.
Final rites, Midas life,
Requires virgin sacrifice!
Prying plight, open quite
Literally with bars & pipes!
Bubbly and druggily,
They fear owning nothing!
The foxhole, the Vatican
Mashing their deaf and lame!
Mothers sup, run amok
Fucking, sucking, upping chuck!
Hobbing nob, water slog,
Hobbling through cod odd jobs!
C:
Loud the drums will beat,
For the one desired!
A thousand timpanis
Punctuating how her hips bounce!
Pounding chests of the infantry
Hounding the one desired!
Striptease symphony!
Rallying the fawning pawn crowd!
B:
A tequila cataract slithers down and
Excitedly invites.
She was assembled to astound, easily
Recruiting new Suits.
V3:
Shadow warping broken silence
Fortified by broken hymens.
Shattered by a horde of titans,
Haggled by battle cry. Babble, trite satellite!
Kamikaze-broken pilots
At the height of frozen eyelids.
Cloak slipped off of a stroking siren.
Straddle height, rattler bite, Paddle Night cattle plight!
Shadow warping broken silence
Fortified by broken hymens.
Shattered by a horde of titans,
....
Kamikaze-broken pilots
At the height of frozen eyelids.
Cloak slipped off of a stroking siren.
....
C:
Loud the drums will beat,
For the one desired!
A thousand timpanis
Punctuating how her hips bounce!
Pounding chests of the infantry
Hounding the one desired!
Striptease symphony
Rallying the fawning pawn crowd!
supported by 34 fans who also own “Belle of the Cabal”
I never cared about symphonic metal at all. I do very much care about folk as well as progressive metal, and so I couldn't resist after reading the third exceptional AMG review for Wilderun in a row. 'Sleep...' has been on my radar for quite some time, being graced by one of the most beckoning cover arts I have ever seen. The band more than lives up to its reputation, composing great musical pieces from start to finish. I absolutely love the multitude of influences being put together here. David Fischer
supported by 33 fans who also own “Belle of the Cabal”
I dig this album so much, definitely a keeper. Subtly and masterfully mixing death metal subgenres, backed with an over the top production. They're true professionals. Can't wait for their next release! doive
supported by 27 fans who also own “Belle of the Cabal”
These guy's love the Devin townsend's Epic sound Which sounds as if its from another reality, And they make their own Hyper yet drifting Similar to seeing a comet whizzing by the atmosphere. A joy to witness but over, As soon as the majesty of it all sinks in! John Chaos Alexander