The Desert Mourns

by Yellow Eyes

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12" vinyl available at www.sibirrecords.com (USA) or www.deadsection.dk (europe)

"Brooklyn's Yellow Eyes apply the same sense of craft to their releases that they do to their music. Smartly arranged songs, delivered with intense power and passion; one of the best USBM bands happening, with very few peers"

-Wm. Berger, WFMU

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released 22 January 2014

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Track Name: The Desert Mourns
The village fountain mourns the square
Near the salted slimeheads
A man throws handfuls of his blood
His bright teeth

(You should think in solid ways
Look what happens when you don't)

Forget that you were tricked
You lie to the wriggling mess with every thought

Near the salted slimeheads
Red yawns widen and splatter
He spreads his belongings on the sand

I heard something through his prehistoric grin
We were all scarred with tribal wounds
But the clustering force left me alone
There was once a village square
Whose bright floor I swept

Forget that you were tricked
You lie to the wriggling mess with every thought
Track Name: One Rock For The Wild Dog
In the resounding desert
The whale scrapes and feeds on the bugs
Something they gave him makes him sweat
He will not trust them again

One rock for the wild dog
He's not working on the inside
Here's one for right between the eyes

If he misses he will stamp his feet
To break the roof and fall through to the tangling ropes

In the resounding desert
The whale scrapes and feeds on the bugs
Something they gave him makes him sweat

He will not trust them again

(The shimmering dot on the way down the slope)