For all
The sun
The sun will move on
The language they speak is contempt
For all
Memories into self-integrity
My hopes
In the tempting mirror of deceit
I talked to the flower by the sea
And it listened to me
By delivering the sun of contempt
Slowly the truth will descend
I look at the grooves
And these words are broken by bone
Petty integrity for the many
The merry mirror of deception
Spiraling out of control
The silence is kept
The silence is kept
The silence is kept
Speak like Zarathustra
Strong and passionate for the world
I have found a holy man
Speak like Zarathustra
Strong and passionate for the world
I have found a holy land
A man can turn into the wind
If one really puts forth the task
Ascend illusion
The spooks of the world
Spiraling out of control
The silence is kept
I talked to the flower by the sea
And it heard my words
Speak like Zarathustra
Strong and passionate for the world
I have found a holy man
Speak like Zarathustra
Strong and passionate for the world
I have found a holy land
The Dublin trio melds post-rock and jazz, adding electronic touches, for a signature sound that's energetic, spacious, and resonant. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 2, 2019
This Austin group stitches together the synthesized sounds of the '80s & '90s with '00s indie & '70s AM gold, all under glitchy electronics. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 26, 2018