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Inferno in Vogue

by HYMNEN

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Porcile 06:35
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Like Brooks raised his cane with the rage of a cuckold Or John Brown in the 'Prelude' Laying waste to stalemate Cast off all discretion Blood drawn, men in parlors appalled A new savage direction So rustle up your kin in the afternoon Red dusk struck a match and we cried out And so we burn fertile acres into bald hinterland Muscle up a fe, fi or fo and go mash up the salt to sand We feign disgrace and cry out "we're trapped in a foreign land." Landscape erased with a lash of white jowls So when you run, then you're gone It's a waste of my time Hear the blood crier call The name that retains all creation encircled Has bestowed to our hands these tools To raise Cain for the idle And lay waste to stalemate Cast off all discretion Blood drawn in the name of the law A new savage direction And so we burn fertile acres into bald hinterland Muscle up a fe, fi or fo and go mash up the salt to sand We feign disgrace and cry out "we're trapped in a foreign land." And when we went down that old road Never did I buy what I sold And never did I feel so cold Landscape erased with a lash of white jowls When you run, then you're gone It's a waste of my time Hear the blood crier call Bawl down your door Cut down with a broadside That leather rein will chew so far into hands Cut off like a bloodline That leather rein will chew to the bone
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Lackey wakes to sirens wailing To jackhammers cranking out progress Keep trying hard to minimize The natural effects of sunshine on his iris Though it be well into an afternoon It takes a herculean effort just to move up out the bedroom And by the time the grime gets spat to the drain The day's crushing potential just sends him harrowing Outside the free world's sparking brilliance Chintzy gaudy promotionale He's a no-show A canvas white for tired epithets The brown fingertips from stank cigarettes Lackey's only relief is the leaf Sealed up in a jar marked 'artichoke hearts' So blast off to this cruel malaise No light can escape from the deadest gaze Where does he go? Shit, no one knows Girl, you gonna fawn upon a dead rose And as I bide my time Catastrophe so divine will take shape We're one and the same For Lackey Lung's blacked daylight Relief is bondage
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Recorded by Adam Cooke at Lord Baltimore Recording January 2007

Mixed by Adam Cooke and Hymnen May 2007

Mastered by Rob Girardi May 2007

Original Design by Charlie Stukes

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released August 28, 2007

Players: Michael Baier, Andrew Crisp, Matthew Crisp, Patrick Rife

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HYMNEN Baltimore, Maryland

HYMNEN formed in 2005 following the demise of two Baltimore bands, Brachiation and Equus. Their first album, The Abomination That Causes Desolation, was recorded by the band over the winter of 2005-2006 and made available as a limited run of self-produced CDs. Their second full-length, Inferno In Vogue, was recorded at Lord Baltimore in 2007 and released by Morphius Records. ... more

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