Black 180g vinyl housed in a gatefold jacket and full color printed inner sleeve, designed by visual artist Josh Graham.
Includes unlimited streaming of Romulus
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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edition of 300
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$25USDor more
Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
4-panel Digipak with 8-page full-color booklet, designed by visual artist Josh Graham.
Includes unlimited streaming of Romulus
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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edition of 100
Purchasable with gift card
$12USDor more
Sweater/Hoodie
Black Independent Trading Co zip hooded sweatshirt, featuring artwork from multimedia artist Josh Graham.
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$44USDor more
T-Shirt/Apparel
Black Next Level T-shirt, featuring artwork from multimedia artist Josh Graham.
Available sizes:
Ladies Fitted S, M, L
Mens S, M, L, XL, 2XL, 3XL, 4XL
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$22USDor more
lyrics
The ark of Noah is found.
The great raft run aground.
Madman turned prophet, drowned.
Split to splinters the bow of cracked timbers.
Now, bodies of beasts on the shore;
Two of each in their gore.
I only speak of decor.
The lovely view from her door… sacred whore… right there.
Here comes her gentleman friend, the only one she lets in.
Turtleneck with cardigan. He's a believer in polished procedure .
Prim, he quotes Dostoevsky again.
The harem is not for him, he is a one woman man.
And she is waiting within. She does not beckon.
Begin, he fills their glasses with gin.
He wants to worship her limbs.
He begs she open her wings.
She lets him breathe on her skin.
Pull me under… underneath your bloody tide.
I want to crawl back in.
Bring me closer… let me drink your poison wine.
Mistress, I want back in.
You have seen the collapse of the world and the birth of the final flame.
I would run to the abyss like children playing if you'd just cut me again.
If only you would feast upon my flesh while I still breathe, once I gave you a child.
Feed the child my soul, give the girl my name.
Let her murder the wolves that had thought they raised her as one of their own…
But she can never be tamed.
If the magic be real and your milk held the spell,
if my daughter could feel how it felt for the angels to fall
from the heavens and smash into hell.
Here comes her gentleman friend, the only one she lets in.
Clean shaven, manicured, thin. He's a believer in the evil nature of men.
He quotes Kierkegaard and spits on the carpet with a grin.
He is a one woman man and she is licking her lips because she knows what he is:
the lover willing to give flesh and blood and skeleton and all that may live within
for one sweet moment of bliss.
Krallice reinventing their sound while still retaining their signature quirks.fantastic album, a wavering, beautiful mess that engulf the listener. Gata Vrangr
The Long Island metal band's third album etches arena-sized hooks into their jagged compositions, deftly balancing experimental and poppy inclinations. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 12, 2022
If there ever was a timely album to sum up the United States in 2020, this is it. Elements of black metal, hymnals, call-and-response, sampled news audio, and Manuel's amazing voice come together to form a beautifully tortured sound.
The term 'avant-garde' is rightfully earned with every moment of this EP. mistermunn