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released February 3, 2014

phillip richard mann - guitar/vocals
russell scott whitehorn - bass
gareth john stephen thomas - drums

recorded by umair chaudhry at silver street studios, reading. mastered by james plotkin.
artwork by mannequin, layout by gareth. photo by romain etienne.

thanks - shield 'em, kowsers, death pedals, rip this joint, silver rocket, jason, nodders, kelly & rupe, chris oldd, greg and
agnes, doubledotdash, ste, seb and ian, ross, shane, human feather, victor, david (lille), david hand, toby and alex, tom
and andy, joe and suzanne, damien and paul.



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Track Name: Mechanical Grip
rougher with age, turning a page, coarser we get, content is set, open me up, dry with besot. crude vessel, flesh ship,
rotten trestle, mechanical grip. get your hands off of me, some sense of loyalty, this worm growing inside of me,
armoured with primeval history. i'm the whisper, skull prowler, fickle things, bark louder, buckle inside, then tower,
black organ, ropes tighter. self enslaved, prayers to save, a swarm, a flock, of hope that drops. i won't let you break me.
pass the days, blue-ish haze, i can't see love. i'm not here, i'm so far away. oh god please, burn this weakness from me.
Track Name: Bracken
bare, i wear this weight, around my neck, close to heart, close to ruin. it's that face. i take, my organs apart, with
bottle and pipe, i retort. it's that face. my hands have always been reaching out for you. hiding in the numbers. hissing
out the valves. no pause. lean on me. tower and tree. lean on me. whisper my name; write it in the sand, write it in
the snow. here we go again, foot steps bored and trenched, in the bowels of repetition.
Track Name: More Is Less
a cracked earth unlistened, full mouths dribbling for more, distance paper makes, shrivelled hearts hold no weight.
rank taste. concrete and factory made, finger prints as far as the eye can see, i try to get away, hate follows me right
to my door. peep hole, square god, house warm, false security. when all else fails, instinct will prevail, wrong codes
and morals, won’t be long before you eat yourselves. bodies stale and turning cold, a million sins bend and fold. i try to
get away, hate follows me right to my door. wide open.
Track Name: Friend Or Foe
now the palms are open, serving you; what served them last? friend or foe? friend or foe? it's the best you can do,
turning faces as you grow. a taste once left adoring, has now, slipped to decay. when the mirror unlocks all the roots,
with their muddy sway. a pile of emotions, blind, unchosen, hit the floor, hit the floor. medusa, inducer, poison spreads,
pins and needles to risk. medusa, inducer, wounds are open. from the taste you left. no one knows, the equation's mould,
legs to pin. arms to sin. copper is safer than gold, on bended knees i fold, this kingdom will turn to rust, you're bone
Track Name: Nails
you drive, driven these nails so deep. the cries, the cries, won't let me sleep. it's a path trodden so well, a structure, a
wheel, an over blown task. but this life is to suffer, under rules that you made. i will never be good to you; i will
never be any use to you. chains, coffin so strong, instinct, the list goes on. weave a blanket so warm, a comfort in
ignorance. heads and mouths of paper, false prophet they utter, i fly on wings of fire red. i fly on wings of unrest. tied
to the mast, of the ship, that you sail. i will never be any good to you. i will never be any use to you.
Track Name: Invisible Mouth
black bricks, black mortar, unscaled trades are cold, these walls i built, thought not enclosed, no light. stop it! its
pissing out! false truths! mouth troops! break the bond. what words are filtered? which sentences blind to you? what
seed to plant? which tale to yarn? you fly, swap skins, thatch weave, right in front of my eyes.
Track Name: Veil
you think this is all over, it just ain’t, even nearly closer. drought whisper. deafening. waiting. like a ghost. the
black light is bending, and the bruises are boiling. charts correct. like they said. i can feel you up inside of me, coal
cloud rubble, unplanned tenancy. as the frozen tears float out to sea, i can barely see in front of me. like winter.
like cold time. sweet mary? your hands are off of me. like they said.