Pyschic Tombs from Psychic Tombs by The Lungs
Tracklist
| 10. | Pyschic Tombs | 2:20 |
Lyrics
I wanna make the devil made
Drink the holy water
Feel his power rise inside of you
Touch my heart, touch my soul
Fix my sickness
Make me whole
I won’t be saved
Without your control
Obey the prophet
You will prosper
Obey the prophet now
I wanna be the voice of god
And drown you with my tongue
Feel my gaze pierce your mind
Touch my heart, heal my spine
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THE LUNGS mantra: “make it visceral,” and with their dynamic live shows and series of independently released EPs, this Los Angeles-based punk trio has been doing just that. Driven by the daily hand-to-mouth grind that they endure and fueled by the macro volatilities that sparked the anger of so many Americans, The Lungs express their discontent with a surge of infectious post-hardcore dynamism.