Lay your diry jackals on the floor
Grasp the peace you came here lookin' for
Water washes all the hate away
River turns to sea in distant bay
I'm not your friend
I have worn the blues just like a shirt
Slept with the bats in the caves in the dark woods
Pearls I kept to lay beneath your feet
Glow in someone else's hand selfrighteusly
I'm not your friend
I said I'm not your friend
You broke the seal with fire when
You opened up the door
I resign and rest my case
You have it on your soul
Underneath the isle in an ocean all alone
Light the sacred fire if you want to make me whole
Good sound for a road trip !!! The stoner rock atmosphere as relaxed as driving on the open road while the wind blows your head clear through the car window. Stephan
Brighton, UK band leaven surging hard rock with spaced-out stoner-doom on their second LP, recorded in an old chapel on the English coast. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 9, 2022