So keep your dreams to yourself
We want no part of your world
But foot this bill, finance our delusion
A social tariff we place upon your soul
So take these imported wings
Go fly, but stay within these walls
Sign this waiver right on the sun
If it melts, it’s your own damn fault
Don’t ask us for handouts
Don’t tell us to calm down
So try on this new machine
Uploads your mind, but for our use
Stop moving, the pain will go away
We are your new set of gods
From your file we bred a cute little monster
Long fangs, sharp claws, a thirst for blood
Seems only fair to unleash it on you
If you die, it’s your own damn fault
Don’t ask us for handouts
Don’t tell us to calm down
Don’t test us with shakedowns
This is your life, you allowed this
You allowed us to take it all from you
You allowed us to steal it away
You left your door unlocked
A stellar cast of artists put their own shadowy spins on recent Bestial Mouths material—toward the goth club floor or into pure noise. Bandcamp New & Notable May 11, 2021
Darkwave synth that directly addresses our modern dystopian political environment, with proceeds going to the Voting Rights Project. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 17, 2018