A punch - In my face
Bad taste - In my mouth
Sharp
And broken teeth
Black out
I've got no memories
All things
Happening last night
Have faded
In tons of beers
Another fucked up night
Another fucked up morning
My lungs are black
My ears are bleeding
Pissdrunk and all fucked up
Puke all over my shirt
I reach total regression
Chaos is my ambition
Crawling in every bars
Acting like total retards
Stealing bottles, begging for more
Hops for dinner and grain for lunch
A hobo grin, a smell of gin
Squinting, farting yet smiling
A can of beer as a shelter
It helps me see the world better
Once again
The beer killed me
Appearantly
Some douche punched me
Dry blood
Arround a blue eye
Dry puke
All over my shirt
Flash back
Coming to my mind
The brandies
Coming out my ass
supported by 17 fans who also own “Warm beer & broken teeth”
Murky, bottom-heavy doomy metal that sucks you in and swallows you up. I love how the album moves from swamp as metaphor for the self-delusions that hold us back to bogs and the ancient remains they conceal within as pathways to deeper, terrifying spiritual awakenings that reveal the primeval horrors that lurk just at the edges of our consciousness. Dave Aftandilian
The Los Angeles outfit, led by Keir Gilchrist of "Atypical" fame, barrel through six molten-hot death-metal tracks with reckless abandon. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 29, 2020