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Brick red cries are here to shake your enigma bit by bit.
Upon the crystalline zenith - a rotting star.
Here are lanterns kicked into a bucket of soapy water.
Redshift, redshift, pink slip, pink slip.
Now, there was Marusya.

A true desecrator of notions.
Don't let her lose ya - Upon the crescents of scaly skin.
Grimdark eyelids.
Train headlights floodlit.
Quick fib before the fit of gibberish sets in.
For there was poor Marusya.

Heavy anguished banter.
A vacant wash of petrichor.
Island portraits painted and scribbled on the sides of taxi cabs.
An indistinct call receives no answer.
For there was poor Marusya.

Marusya, infinitely placated with the honors - sulking so turgidly.
I am first in line to be a goner.
For the brick red wind cries under the streetlights so nervously.
With the redshift again.
She turned me blotchy and pale again.
Like I'm the nascent kin of soap water.

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from Face Down in the Pool of Love, released July 15, 2021

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Vivarium Recordings

Future sounds label specializing in experimental electronic and plunderphonics

For demo submissions and inquiries contact us at
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Owned and operated by Daniel Rauch

Originally founded by Jobert & maggie.wav, 2018.
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