He was the very first actor to rule the world.Īnd when you think about it- God as the image of man was also the first astronaut.Īnd those who eat with their mouths open. Ug wore a mask the ladies made him behind which he hid the truth of not knowing. God was like Og and all who went before him. He filled the black behind the stars, shaping an image of God with his own hands, seeing a future with his own eyes and taking mankind with him. Inspired by the wailing at the pyre and the cherry stained fingers pointing the way, Ug gripped the club tighter for the good of the tribe. When Og died in his care, Ug decided what that meant and through his tears forever came to be. Heavy alt-rock riffage with elements of industrial and tech-metal and a cinematic scope from New Jersey trio Return to Earth. Ug would do his best to nurse Og back to health. If it was sweet he would smile and Ug painted his picture on the cave walls.

If it was sour he spit it out and Ug would write that down. Polished by the hands of the invisible man I scratch at an itch that could make me rich. My flat feet are measuring a round earth. Strung through the ears to the collective sound. I wake to the truth of the mercury monkey Into the light of today our dreams fashioned

I am, red fingers, pinching what was yesterday 4 :: SLAVES OF FEAR might be their most brutal, unrelenting record to date, and somehow it still remains among their most. Grey wool of the world caught in the steel teeth of now. In case you were worried HEALTH would sell out, worry no longer. Across the gunmetal blue of banker's dreams

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