NWBAIS

by Also with Razors

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07:17
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05:43
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05:23
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07:58

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released June 15, 2017

mixed and mastered by Haldor Grunberg, Satanic Audio
design and layout by Adam Bejnarowicz, Muzykografika
recorded live at Prusiewicz Studio, November 2016
engineered by Marcin Buzniak
all song written and performed by Also With Razors
Rafal Deja- drums, Michal Gorski- guitars, Pawel Plotta- vocals and ambiences, Kuba Woloczko- electric bass
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Track Name: Lucid
awake, i go forth
my mind again seamed
awake, i go back,
into a world of formality

near, near are my lucid dreams
today, nothing will be as it seems
while pollution parades in notorious normality
today, nothing will be as it seems

pulleys construct convoluted schemes
while pollution parades in notorious normality
today, nothing will be as it seems

holy mother, just tell them how to pray
then lay them down, forever
holy father, just tell them how to beg
then lay them down, forever damned, gone
holy sister, just tell them how to give
the sign of trust for everyone
holy brother, just tell them how to obey
various obstacles, forever


water flows in upside-down streams
near, near are my lucid dreams
rivers rage in confused
nothing will be as it seems
mechanic roar of howling screams
near, near are my lucid dreams
while pollution parades in normality
today nothing will be as it seems

NOTHING WILL BE AS IT SEEMS
Track Name: Wastelands
getting wooden-headed in the bulk, getting wiser in single digits
being within spitting distance and the fall, within the domain

grouser with the higher range, frequency absorbing humanized one
on 2,4 and 5g feeding fuck

wise man, when all is gone
when all is gone, repentance comes too late

it all comes to the same thing
when the crunch comes
the worse comes to the worst


wastelands
heading for a fall
heading for a fall

wastelands
breeding for no one
heading for a fall

breed, little mothers,
with tired backs and tired hands,
breed for the owners of mills and the owners of mines,
breed a race of danger-haunted men,
a race of toiling, sweating, miserable men.

frail bodies, the pangs of birth, the tired backs of the performing dogs
minor melodist, fucked up methodist, try to create a list
of what you see and what you need


breed, little mothers,
with tired backs and tired hands,
breed for the owners of mills and the owners of mines,
breed a race of danger-haunted men,
a race of toiling, sweating, miserable men.


cut, cut it out
cut, cut it and bleed
it never resolve the issues you are dealing with within
Track Name: Shelter
we must find a shelter
a place where we both can hide
and find the purity of hearts, sanity
we must find a shelter

the place we're living in is taking us outstretched
being within spitting distance and the fall, within the domain
Track Name: Guided By The Voices, Guided By The Light
wandering stars can not find their way out
wandering stars can not find their way out to the sea

silhouettes are growing
silhouettes are growing still
put them in a backyard

proceeding down
proceeding backwards

RISE IT UP THEN COUNT ME IN
LIGHT THEM ON AND PULL BACK IN
Track Name: Monochrome
burst our eyes, take the thistle heart away
always write new excuses for my tiny crimes of accidental rapture
crawl slowly towards

bruised pearl skin rustling
like the red glow leaves, heaps of ash
humming light, still febrile in the wasted mornings
burst our eyes, take the thistle heart away
always write new excuses for my tiny crimes of accidental rapture
crawl slowly towards


beside the lake, beneath the trees, awake again
fluttering and dancing in the breeze again
beside the lake, beneath the trees, awake again
flattering and choking on the breeze again


gazed and gazed but little thought
what wealth the show to me had brought
in vacant or in pensive mood,
they flash upon that inward eye
burst our eyes, take the thistle heart away
always write new excuses for my tiny crimes of accidental rapture
crawl slowly towards

we are never told
we are never explicitly told
(if i may be so bold)
are we ever told?
are we ever explicitly told?