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Season's Greetings

by Interface

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1.
Walking dead fill the mall, all for a Mireau CD. Now a cause for concern? I'd have killed them long ago. Side swept evisceration. Chug your way back to Ards, breed within your own kind. Realise your own fate, the only way to save is procreate. Backroom eugenicists, holocaust to enlist. Murder in the back yard, tray bakes rise to the fore.
2.
Grab it, grab it, your stomach’s stretched to the seams. It seems like Daddy’s taught you well.
3.
Bulldozer 00:28
Get the fuck away from me, disappear and make my day. Hope your window's bulletproof, someone ought to fucking snap. Thanks for all the wasted time, left your cheque in the mail. Tried to bulldoze you away, seems like some are born to writhe. Fuck off.
4.
I too dream of night spirits when there's fuck all else to do.
5.
I loved you once, then I loved you again. When I look into your eyes, it reminds me of death. That cold, lifeless place, where I like to sleep, to wrap my arms around, and call home. I’ll bring him round some day; I’ve heard you two were friends. Maybe he’ll show you some new tricks, as I’m fucking sick. I’ll hang by the trees; you’ll take the city lights. I hope you sleep well tonight; I’m off to walk about.
6.
Chaos proceeds over a goddamn cloth. Chaos proceeds over a removal. The only people to care, never have enough. Our country, our flag, your removal. Depriving others of their daily lifestyles. Depriving others of their opinions. All over a stupid fucking excuse for a flag. All over, you're over, get over it.
7.
Reached up on a flight of chairs, I've lost my legs from the light in my eye.
8.
I guess the price of all your soulless reality TV programs is that you were never able to see what I was really up to. I’ve got a permanent record of every time you’ve mentioned Kim Kardashian to me with your stupid gleaming smile. I just thought you’d like to know that today, I’m smiling too. Prime cuts and cancelled appointments. Pasteurised misfires, lean and matured. As for your fucking garden, I’ve taken good care to kill everything. Remnants tossed up in a ham and cheese salad in remembrance of when you did not imitate your carrots.
9.
As if you lost your wallet, you came back for more. Shots of vodka mixed with AIDS; David Guetta's on the screen. It’s nice to know you hope I’m happy. Don’t worry, I’m doing just fine. You’re dripping white. No smile will laugh this off, Facebook tags don’t mask your pride. Yeah, I’m doing just fine.
10.
Fill 01:26
I need my fill, I need your fill. I need no others to feed my needs. All I need decays into the ground, fills me up inside, makes me feel alive. Severed from the inside, out. I know no boundaries to what I stand for. Cast out all those with doubt. No complacency inbound.
11.
Maybe we’re far too adamant to neglect what we know. Maybe the pull’s too strong, to deny that it’s a dream. Maybe we’re all fucked and we don’t know it, or that we won’t admit it. This is unsustainable, and we’re all in denial. Welcome to the death of money, and to the birth of art. Let it go, let it go, let it go. The future will bring the dawn once we let it go.
12.
And so we've reached the end of everything we've hoped to achieve. Maybe when the curtain falls we'll realise what a fucking mess we've made.

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The first Interface release. We hate most things.

Designed to be played loud.

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released January 19, 2013

Credited members:

Miles - Vocals, Production
Guy - Guitars, Vocals

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Interface Belfast, UK

Antagonistic 2-piece Belfast grind/doom/sludge.

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